Chapter 517 Contempt from Peking University

   Time goes back to the previous night.

  Handong Province, Suzhou City.

  In a high-end community.

   Dong Mingcheng, dressed in moonlight, came to the door of the house, not knowing what he was thinking, he did not go in immediately.

   After groaning for a while, he opened the door and changed his shoes.

   As soon as I entered, I heard a burst of laughter from the living room.

   took a few steps forward, and sure enough, Dong's father and Dong's mother were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

  Dong Mingcheng's parents are both civil servants, their work is not too busy, and their family is not bad, there is no 996 and overtime, so they can enjoy life to the fullest.

   So there are also many hobbies, such as watching movies, traveling and mountain climbing.

   Seeing Dong Mingcheng's return, Dong's mother raised her head, "My son is back, how is your study today? Are you tired?"

   "It's okay, that's it."

   Dong Mingcheng responded, then carried the heavy backpack on his shoulders in his hand, and walked to his room, "Dad, Mom, go watch the movie, I'll go back to the room and review."

   Dong's mother pinched Dong's father's waist, "My dear son is back, hurry up and send a hot cup of milk to my son!"

   "This is the climax of the movie!" Father Dong shouted, somewhat reluctantly.

   "Are you going?" Mother Dong glared.

   "Xingxingxing, I'll go, I'll go..." Father Dong got up helplessly and had to go to warm the milk.

   After half an hour.

   Dong Mingcheng, who was concentrating on writing questions in the room, heard a knock on the door.

   "Son, hot milk."

"come in."

   Father Dong opened the door and walked in, and put a glass of hot milk and two bananas on Dong Mingcheng's table.

   "Come on, add some nutrition, this time to prepare for the Peking University Junior Class!" Father Dong encouraged with a smile.

   Dong Mingcheng is a sophomore in high school this year, but he is only 14 years old.

   Naturally, it’s because primary school and junior high school skip a few grades, otherwise the normal high school sophomore is 16 or 17 years old.

   Dong Mingcheng is excellent in all subjects, so Dong's parents and Dong's mother expect him to enter the juvenile class of the University of Science and Technology of China.

   Although the University of Science and Technology is not as good as Qingbei, the resources and platform of its juvenile class are still good. In fact, Dong’s father was born in the juvenile class of the University of Science and Technology, and there is a layer of inheritance in it.

   But this year, after the news that Tsinghua University and Peking University also opened a juvenile class came out, Dong's father and Dong's mother directly changed the front.

   After consideration, he decided to let Dong Mingcheng attack the Peking University juvenile class.

  If the junior class fails, then you can only take the college entrance examination on a class-by-class basis.

   Watching Father Dong turn to leave, Dong Mingcheng suddenly put down the pen in his hand and shouted, "Dad, wait a minute."

   "What's wrong with my son?" Father Dong stopped.

   "Dad, do you know Guanghua University?"

"How could I not have known Guanghua University earlier, how many big news Guanghua has made in the past few months, the Huaxing photonic screen mobile phone we are using now is independently developed by Guanghua, and the optical core..." Father Dong As he talked, he was clearly impressed by Guanghua University.

   After all, their unit is relatively free, and they have the spare time to watch the news every day.

   Dong Mingcheng interrupted the old father's nagging, "Dad, Guanghua University also opened a youth class, have you seen the news?"

   "I saw this news too, Guanghua is quite courageous, he even dared to play the juvenile class..." Father Dong suddenly came to his senses, and his eyebrows suddenly stood up.

   "I said son, are you the one who wants to go to Guanghua's youth class?"

   "Cough cough." Dong Mingcheng coughed and asked tentatively, "Dad, don't you appreciate Guanghua University?"

Father Dong swallowed his saliva, looked out the door, and said in a low voice, "My dear son, don't be stupid! Even if I agree to let you apply for the Guanghua University Junior Class, can your mother agree? ??"

   "Don't be stupid! Otherwise, our grandfather's life will have to be explained here!"

   Dong Mingcheng's mouth twitched, thinking of his mother's temper... It's really possible~lightnovelpub.net~ Son, don't be stupid! remember! "

   Before leaving, Father Dong turned his head to remind him.

   Dong Mingcheng had no choice but to nod his head in a muffled voice.

   As for what he was thinking, only he himself knew.

  …

   Time goes back to the next morning.

   Beijing, Peking University.

  In an office, several people are discussing a topic.

   Zhang Yang is the person in charge of the juvenile class this time, and the others are also the academic staff and academic teachers of the juvenile class of Peking University this time.

   "Our youth class leaders attach great importance to this time, and everyone must take this recruitment work seriously."

   "You guys say, isn't the juvenile class a little too playful these days? Even Guanghua University can open a juvenile class, it's really laughable!"

   (end of this chapter)