I’m Really a Superstar

Friday.

Morning.

The alarm rang. Zhang Ye rubbed his eyes and got up to wash up. He said to the living room: "Mom, what are you going to eat in the morning? I don't have to go to work this morning."

Mom asked: "Have a rest?"

Zhang Ye applied toothpaste and said, "Yes."

"We only have leftover food at home, so let's make do with it," my mother said.

Zhang Ye said absently, "Okay, whatever you want."

After breakfast, Zhang Ye looked at his watch frequently.

Dad wondered: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm just waiting for time."

Mom remembered something, "Have you seen the news? They say that the textbooks for primary and secondary schools across the country are going to be revised. Are you included in the Chinese textbooks? Can you take it?"

Zhang Ye spread his hands and said, "How did I know this?"

Dad was also very concerned and said, "You ask."

"I can't ask." Zhang Ye shook his head, "I can still inquire about the voting for the highest literature award. I can't even inquire about the specific operations of the textbook re-editing. That is an internal matter of the education department, and involves the participation of educators from all walks of life. , where can I get a word in."

Dad sighed, "I guess there's no chance."

My parents also know that the re-editing of textbooks is a big deal. Even Beidou, who has the best reputation and the most respected literary circles in the country, can't just show his face. The importance and sensitivity of this kind of thing are obviously far beyond The selection of the Yinhong Award and the Qilu Award, and the selection of any person's name or article will cause huge discussion and far-reaching influence in the education circle and even the whole society.

It's seven forty.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Ye returned to his room and closed the door.

The people in his studio were waiting for the pie to fall from the sky, but Zhang Ye was ready to fight for it, relying on connections? This is not his style. This guy has always liked to be "self-reliant"!

Two options:

Lucky halo?

Or difficulty adjustment dice?

After thinking about it, the latter was too precious. He only had one dice left. Moreover, the power of this dice was too great. No matter whether the difficulty was lowered or increased, it would be too unbelievable. The duration was still too long. It's not fixed, just like an atomic bomb. It can't be used easily, so the choice left to him is very simple. Although the power of Lucky Halo (upgraded version) cannot be compared to the difficulty adjustment dice, the effect is relatively stable, practical, and enough. Cope with this situation. Of course, it's not certain whether he can succeed or not. He just did what he had to do and tried his best.

Lucky Halo (upgraded version) is on!

Reputation is starting to be consumed!

-100000!

-100000!

A halo appears above the head.

Spread out in waves.

…

At this moment.

Experts chirped in analysis.

Netizens, you say something to me.

The media have also reserved space for front-page headlines.

All walks of life have placed high hopes and expectations on this textbook re-editing. According to the survey, everyone is happy to see this kind of positive educational reform and change. However, as for the extent and depth of this textbook re-editing, apart from the operator, I’m afraid no one except the members of the Education Department’s special team on this matter knows.

An office location of the Ministry of Education.

Three floors upstairs.

Chinese textbook re-editing working group meeting room.

"Lao Qi, are you here?"

"Dr. Chen, good morning."

"Are you going to make a reservation today?"

"It's been delayed for so long, it must be decided."

"What happened to the previous discussions? How can this be decided?"

"Hey, wasn't it like this before? Every time the textbooks were re-edited, our Chinese language group was the most lively, and we got into fights every time. Were you also involved in the re-editing eight years ago? Let's see if the leaders like it. The board is closed, if it really doesn’t work, we have to go through the voting process in the end.”

"Yeah, look at their math group and physics group, there's no resistance at all. How harmonious would it be to have a meeting? Look at our side, they're just about to flip the table."

"Literati are in love with each other, and there are many relationships involved."

"It's mainly people from Peking University and Tsinghua who fight hard."

"Fudan students are also in Hexini.

"

The meeting hasn't started yet, but people are already arriving.

Most of the Chinese language groups involved in the reorganization work were PhD professors from the Chinese departments of prestigious universities, as well as related educators, including people from the Ministry of Education. The leader of the Chinese language group was a member of the Ministry of Education. The director in charge is a good man who is very particular about his work.

Over there, several people from the Peking University Department came.

Not long after, Director Liu from the Ministry of Education also entered the room with a smile. He was the first person in charge of revising Chinese textbooks. With a smile on his face, Liu Quancheng was actually quite depressed. It had been several days, and the math and physics English team had basically finalized it, but they were still fighting over the key positions of several key pages. In fact, The language team here has finished more than 80% of the general content of the re-editing, but it is just the last ten percent that is missing and cannot be digested no matter what. Everyone has a lot of ideas.

It’s hard to lead a team!

From now on, whoever you like will do this shit!

I think so, but there are many things Liu Quancheng can’t say. Many of the people here are the Beidou in the education world, and a few of them are teachers who are even the leaders above Liu Quancheng, and there are even those who are above him. The teacher who led me at that time was a group of people in the room who were more than 2,000 years old in total. He had to be polite to everyone he met. Do you know who has a head above the sky? The water in the education sector is too deep! So from the beginning, Liu Quancheng's idea was very simple. He didn't want to offend anyone. You can fight, I don't care.

An 80-year-old academic from Peking University looked at him and said, "Xiao Liu, are you going to vote today?"

Liu Quancheng nodded, "Mr. Chu, I think it's safer to vote. Just those dozen positions have to be decided today."

This old man named Chu was the head of the Chinese Department of Peking University at that time, and later became the vice president of Peking University. That was more than 40 years ago. After that, he retired. The old man has been in a state of semi-retirement, but some education He has been involved in research on departmental reforms or decision-making over the years. So when he called Xiao Liu, even director Liu Quancheng had to listen obediently.

Mr. Chu smacked his lips, "Why should you vote? Since it is reform, it must be a heavy blow. The world is dominated by young people now. We must give more care and attention to young scholars and let them be educated." Their articles are featured in Chinese textbooks. We can't always guard those who have one foot in the coffin. What's the point? What else is there to reform? By the way, I think Zhang Ye is good, right? Well?"

An old man from a major department said: "I don't agree. Zhang Ye is too impetuous. The article "Young China" cannot be published, and neither can the excerpt."

"You can't do it if you say no?"

"I'm not saying that. Many people disagree."

"Who doesn't agree?"

"You were waiting for Lao Hu and the others to come!"

have to!

The meeting hasn't started yet, and the fight started again!

Liu Quancheng sighed in his heart.

Lao Hu and others refer to some people from the Tsinghua Department. The reason why the previous meetings could not be settled was because the people from the Tsinghua Department and the Peking University Department were arguing too fiercely, especially over a certain section of the first-year junior high school textbook they just mentioned. The competition for articles on this page is the most intense. There are three candidates, one is "Yangtze River" by Ji Hong, one is "Above the Wind and Waves" by Li Yucheng, and the last one is "Young China" by Zhang Ye!

These three authors were all from Tsinghua University, Renmin University, and Peking University respectively. The old comrades associated with these three prestigious universities were at loggerheads with each other. The old comrades from the Fudan Department also came in to cause trouble later, supporting the people from the Peking University Department and agreeing with Zhang Ye's When the article was selected, people from the National People's Congress department changed their minds and supported Ji Hong's "Yangtze River" from the Tsinghua University department. Don't mention this nonsense, it's just a pot of porridge!

Both sides hold their own opinions and have about the same number of people, so this is also the most controversial place. Either one of "Yangtze River" and "Young China" may win.

Liu Quancheng and Xini said: "Teachers, let's wait until everyone is here before voting. Starting from the first-grade Chinese textbook, we will go through the controversial parts one by one."

It's seven fifty-five.

There are still five minutes until the official start, just wait.

Several old comrades from the National People's Congress looked at their watches frequently, waiting for a few people from the Tsinghua Department to arrive. The reason why these people from the National People's Congress support the Tsinghua department is not because they have a good relationship with Tsinghua. In fact, when "Hundred Schools of Forum" and Zhang Ye talked about Dream of Red Mansions, these guys offended the National People's Congress, so at the time, a certain person from Yiyuwen When Zhang Ye's article appeared on a page, and they saw people from the Fudan Department supporting the Peking University Department, they thought that they couldn't let Zhang Ye bite it off, so they turned around and supported the Tsinghua University Department's article to be selected.

Why haven't you come yet?

What time is it?

Two minutes passed, and there was not a single old comrade from Tsinghua University!

Everyone started to look at each other.

At this time, the phone rang.

"Hey, Lao He, where are you?"

"I am at home."

"It's almost time for a meeting!"

"Suddenly I have a stomachache and I can't go away."

"ah?"

"Oh, stop talking. I'll stay in the pit for a while."

Beep, the phone is disconnected.

Then, another call came to Liu Quancheng.

"Hello, Chang Lao?"

"Xiao Liu, has the meeting started?"

"Not yet, where are you?"

"Lao Qing and I were stuck in traffic as soon as we set off. We were on the viaduct. There was a car accident in front of us. We couldn't walk at all. The car didn't move at all!"

Then another phone call.

"Professor Xu, you haven't gotten off the plane yet? Didn't you fly from Shanghai at five in the morning?"

"I was just about to tell you that there were passengers on the plane causing trouble, and due to the delay, we just made an emergency landing at Jinan Airport. We won't be able to take off in a short time!"

"Huh? Make an emergency landing in Jinan?"

No one thought anything about the phone call.

But after five or six phone calls rang in succession, everyone felt like they had seen a ghost!

stomachache?

Traffic jam?

Plane crash landing?

Are trains suspended due to landslides?

All the old comrades from Tsinghua University can’t come?

Holy shit! Is it such a coincidence?

Do you people from the Tsinghua University department memorize it like this? ?

Something went wrong?

Liu Quancheng was stunned for a long time, "This..."

The National People's Congress Department almost threw up the class!

An old professor from the Peking University Department said: "Is it time?"

Liu Quancheng couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Let's hold a meeting and vote." (To be continued.)