"Master, go to the train station. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Sitting in a taxi, Tang Qian said to the taxi driver. The driver nodded and drove straight towards the train station.

Tang Qian sat in the back row and patted the schoolbag he brought, in addition to the few books he brought, there was also a bonus of 500 yuan for the poem.

Although he was not able to make up for the exam this time, but after getting the five hundred yuan, Tang Qian felt that he had nothing to lose. However, he estimated that because he ran away from home this time, his parents must have been worried to death, so Tang Qian wanted to go back early.

Ding Ding Ding!

Halfway through the car, Tang Qian's mobile phone suddenly rang. Tang Qian took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, hello." Answering the phone, Tang Qian spoke.

"Hello, is it Tang Qian?" A female voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me." Tang Qian replied, "Are you?" ”

"I'm from the organizing committee of the New Concept Essay Contest." The person on the other end of the phone said, "I called this time to invite you to the semifinals." ”

"Rematch?" Tang Qian was stunned, "Isn't the rematch already over?" ”

"That's right, in view of the fact that you missed the rematch, we plan to give you a make-up game, I don't know if you want to participate." Said on the other end of the phone.

What he said completely stunned Tang Qian, just over an hour ago, their organizing committee had just rejected him, why did he suddenly have to make up for himself again?

"Hey, hey, Tang Qian, are you still there?" There was another voice on the other end of the line.

"Yes, you're saying I have a chance to make up the game?" Tang Qian asked.

"That's right, our side just decided to give you a chance to make up the match, the time is set for this afternoon, I don't know if you have time to come." Said on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, yes, I have time." Tang Qian spoke.

"Well, it's half past one this afternoon, in Room 403 on the fourth floor of the Faculty of Arts."

"Okay, I'll be there."

Tang Qian nodded, and after hanging up the phone, he hurriedly said, "Master, go back, I'm not going to the train station, I'm going to the university I just came to." ”

After finishing speaking, a smile appeared on his face, although he didn't know what was going on, but it was a good thing, and he actually had the opportunity to make up for no reason.

"I must seize this opportunity." Looking at the scenery outside the window, Tang Qian thought in his heart.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Qian walked to the Faculty of Arts according to the time and place said by the person on the phone, and a security guard stood there at the door, which was the same security guard Tang Qian had seen in the morning.

"Hello, I'm here for the rematch." Tang Qian walked up to the security guard and spoke again.

"You're finally here, hurry up, come in with me, the exam will start in twenty minutes." The security guard said with a smile, and while taking Tang Qian in, he said to Tang Qian with a smile: "You are lucky, the chairman came over after you left in the morning, and after hearing about your matter, he decided to give you a chance to make up the game." ”

"I see." Hearing the security guard's words, Tang Qian nodded. He had always wondered why he suddenly had a chance to make up for it, and it turned out that the chairman had given him this opportunity.

He silently thanked the chairman in his heart, but he would not have thought that it was he himself who had fallen in love with the poem and moved the chairman, so he won this opportunity.

"Right here, you can go inside and sit down at random, and a teacher will come to give you a question later." After walking to the exam classroom on the fourth floor, the security guard said to Tang Qian.

Tang Qian nodded, thanked the security guard, and walked into the classroom. He'd been sitting in the middle third row since he was in high school, so it's the same now, so he found the middle third row and sat down, then looked around and looked around at the classroom.

On the walls of the classrooms are many cultural celebrities from ancient and modern times, as well as their famous sayings and aphorisms. The desks are different from high school, there is not a single book, it is a typical college classroom.

After looking at it, Tang Qian took out another novel from his schoolbag and read it. Although the rematch was about to start, he didn't feel nervous at all.

******

"Teacher Zhou, are you going to give the exam to the candidate who made up the competition later?"

In another office on the fourth floor, Vice Chairman Zhu Chaotian spoke to a young teacher.

"Yes, the chairman asked me to make a question before I left in the morning to supervise this candidate's make-up match." The teacher surnamed Zhou said.

"I'll go with you." Zhu Chaotian smiled and spoke, "I also want to see what this candidate who asked the chairman to make an exception for the make-up match looks like." ”

"Okay, then Vice Chairman, you can come with me." Teacher Zhou said with a smile.

"I have one more request, though." Zhu Chaotian spoke.

"Request? What request? Teacher Zhou was stunned.

"Can you let me come up with the title of this make-up match?" Zhu Chaotian said.

He was very distrustful of Tang Qian in his heart, because he had checked Tang Qian's results, and Tang Qian's results in the preliminary round were almost at the bottom, that is, he barely entered the semi-finals. With such results, it is impossible for the chairman to make an exception for Tang Qian to make up for the game.

At first, he thought that Tang Qian was some relative of the chairman, so he asked the chairman sideways, but the final answer was that the chairman had never heard of Tang Qian at all. Therefore, Zhu Chaotian believes that the reason why the chairman made an exception for Tang Qian was only because he was in a good mood today and made this decision after being confused for a while.

Since this is the case, then this mistake cannot be allowed to continue, so Zhu Chaotian wants to come up with his own question and try Tang Qian's real materials, so as not to be exploited by Tang Qian again and really win the award of this new concept essay contest. If so, then it's a great shame for this year.

"Well, the chairman asked me to do the question." Hearing Zhu Chaotian's words, Teacher Zhou hesitated.

"It's okay, the chairman won't care about this little thing anyway." Zhu Chaotian smiled, "Besides, what's the difference between your question and mine, the chairman won't say anything if he knows about it." ”

"Well, well." Finally, Mr. Zhou nodded.

"Okay." Zhu Chaotian smiled and began to think about the topic for Tang Qian this time. Soon, half past one arrived, and the time for the exam officially began.

Zhu Chaotian and Teacher Zhou took a few pieces of manuscript paper, and then walked towards the classroom where the exam was held.

As soon as I pushed the door in, I saw a teenager sitting in the third row in the middle, reading the novel with relish, unaware of the arrival of the two of them.

"Ahem!" Seeing this, the young teacher Zhou pretended to cough, allowing Tang Qian's attention to run out of this novel.

Tang Qian heard the coughing sound, looked up, and saw two men standing in front of him. The younger man had the manuscript paper in his hand, while the older man looked at himself with a frown, a little dark.