If reality is gamified

Chapter 317 [Contempt from a child prodigy]

"Shuwen is well said. He is worthy of being a high-achieving student in a prestigious university, but he has a vision!"

"Yes, yes, the grades in calligraphy have been so good since childhood. Isn't it easy to get a master's degree?"

"Hey, what you said is wrong. Our essays will definitely be guaranteed for graduate studies, and we don't even need to take the exam!"

"..."

After Fang Shuwen finished speaking, the relatives at the table all laughed and echoed.

"Where there is nothing, everyone praises the prize."

Fang Shuwen pushed his glasses tactically again, and smiled humbly: "Recruitment for postgraduate education is very simple now, at least in our major, as long as the grade point ranks in the top ten of the grade, postgraduate entrance examination is a sure thing..."

"As we all know, for things like the top ten in the grade, you just need to have hands."

After finishing speaking, Fang Shuwen looked at Liu Shiya again and said, "Cousin, with your current grades, if you can keep up, I don't think it will be difficult to get into our school for the postgraduate entrance examination."

"Really? Thank you cousin for the compliment." Liu Shiya smiled obediently.

"Yes, yes, Liu Shiya is also a bully in elementary school!"

"Strive to go to your cousin Shuwen's school in the future, and the two brothers and sisters will be alumni together!"

"Shuwen, in the future, you can bring more poetic elegance!"

……

The relatives talked and laughed authentically.

After chatting for a while, the people at the table seemed to have overlooked something, so someone added: "We are also good at wandering!"

"Ah yes, waves are also good!"

"Langlang eat more food!"

"Yeah, long time no see, how come Langlang is still so skinny!"

"..."

Chen Yilang: "..."

Hey, what else can I say?
I can only show everyone a shallow smile on my face...

【Ding! 】

[[lv15 Prodigy] used [Contempt from Prodigy], which caused a lot of mental damage to you! 】

【HP-463! 】

【…】

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated slightly, Chen Yilang took it out and took a look, and found that it was Liu Shiya who secretly sent him a message.

"No way, why don't they praise you? Didn't you get admitted to Nanxuan University? Your school is at the same level as mine...and your major is not bad." Liu Shiya was particularly puzzled .

"It's normal." Chen Yilang is also quite open-minded, "After all, you and cousin Shuwen have got good grades since childhood, and I have grown up since I was a child. I stepped on dog shit during the college entrance examination. Of course There is no way to change the stereotype of relatives so quickly."

"It seems to be the same." Liu Shiya nodded thoughtfully.

Cousin is right. After all, most of the relatives in the family don’t know which university is good and which is bad. In their eyes, there are actually only two kinds of schools in China—Beijing University, Qing University and other universities.

So Cousin Fang Shuwen, who was directly recommended to the Department of Mathematics of Peking University, naturally became a little pride in the family. In their eyes, a child who can be admitted to Peking University is a child prodigy, and it is worth bragging about infinitely.

What C9, 985, 211...how do they know so many things?
A school I haven't heard of before, that's an ordinary school...

So even if Chen Yilang was admitted to Nanxuan University, which was a pretty good 985 school, in their eyes, it was just an ordinary school. How could it be compared with the prodigy of Beijing University?
The aunt and uncle are also very proud of their precious son, and they basically have to brag about it to everyone, let alone at such family gatherings.

"That's not it, my Shuwen is still very talented and talented in learning!"

Seeing that the topic of the relatives hadn't bypassed the aspect of study, the aunt took this opportunity to stand up and make up her mouth again, "Our Shuwen has an important event this semester, and we haven't had time to tell you about it yet." !"

"What's the matter? Tell me!" My aunt echoed.

"Our family, Shuwen, won a scholarship at Peking University this semester!"

As the aunt said, a [proud] sign popped out above her head at the same time:

"Shuwen, tell everyone, how many scholarships have you received at Peking University?"

"Oh, mom, not much, just over 1 points."

Fang Shuwen waved his hand and said with a disapproving expression.

"Ten thousand? Promising, Shuwen!"

"If you get [-] every year, it will be great, and you don't have to ask your family for money!"

"Get [-] this year, and try to get [-] next year!"

"A toast to Shuwen!"

"..."

Seeing that Fang Shuwen had gained the limelight again, the aunt was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

"Cousin, what award did you get?" Chen Yilang kept his head buried in his meal, and suddenly heard a topic that he was interested in, so he raised his head and asked.

"It's just a school award." Fang Shuwen said, "But you also know that it is Beijing University after all, so it is not surprising that the school award is higher than the national award."

Fang Shuwen is right. If Chen Yilang remembers correctly, the national award for undergraduates seems to be 8000 yuan, which is indeed inferior to the school award of Beijing University.

"Cousin, you have been in college for almost a year, have you won any awards?" When talking about this, my cousin asked with a smile intentionally or unintentionally.

When the relatives around heard Fang Wenshu's question, they all quietly pricked up their ears curiously.

"I'm not as good as my cousin, so I won some college student entrepreneurship award in our district." Chen Yilang laughed.

"District-level award? That seems pretty good, how much is it?" Fang Shuwen asked curiously, looking interested.

"It's only 5000 yuan." Chen Yilang smiled helplessly, "It's not much compared to my cousin."

"That's really not a lot, it's only half of mine."

"But it's not bad, it's as much as Guoli."

Fang Shuwen's tone suddenly changed, with a little disappointment and a little joy, "But I haven't heard of this award, maybe because I'm not in that district... so if I want to win this award, what conditions do I need?" ?”

"Just participate in the entrepreneurship competition for college students in the district, and then get the gold medal as the general manager of the project team." Chen Yilang said.

"Well, then what project did you do?" Fang Shuwen said.

"A software for school takeout and door-to-door delivery." Chen Yilang said.

"Oh, then how did you get the gold medal?" Fang Shuwen asked casually.

When the topic came to this point, Fang Shuwen was actually a little bit uninterested, so he kept talking to Chen Yilang.

After all, the award that Chen Yilang won was really unpopular, and he had never heard of it, so naturally he had no interest.

And it's only 5000 yuan... It's far from his 1 yuan scholarship, isn't it?
"It should be because that project earned about [-] to [-] yuan in the school, right?"

Chen Yilang said indifferently: "Later, the school officials wanted to buy it with money, but I don't plan to sell it for the time being."

Fang Shuwen: "...???"

(End of this chapter)