The file was intercepted!

Zhao Dongchuan and Tian Runye exchanged smiles.

How many years had it been since such a lively discussion of topics last occurred?

This new phenomenon foreshadowed future prosperity.

With the addition of this new wave of talent, the nation's development would surely get better and better... Although the college entrance examination had ended, everyone's enthusiasm for learning had not stopped. Many students began to return to campus, diligently studying various subjects to contribute to the nation's construction!

Days passed, and as Zhao Dongchuan was considering when to notify them about the physical examination, he unexpectedly received a phone call.

"Hello, we are the Peking University admissions office. May I speak with Zhao Dongchuan, Teacher Zhao?"

"Yes, hello!"

"Hello, Teacher Zhao. My surname is Liu, and I am responsible for admissions in Shaanxi Province... Currently... there's an issue I need to discuss with you!"

...Subsequently, Teacher Liu began to explain the reason for his call.

It turned out that Zhao Dongchuan's scores were out, and they were very high. His total score was the highest in the province, making him a true top scholar of the college entrance examination.

According to the university he applied to before the exam – Peking University's History Department – his score was more than enough for admission.

However, a problem arose when the Peking University admissions office tried to retrieve his file.

His file had been intercepted by the Provincial Department of Education... Teacher Liu hesitated to speak further!

Finally, he sighed and continued, "...According to reliable sources, your province's admissions office made a decision to keep the 'fat in the family', meaning not to let good things go to outsiders.

The top-ranking candidates in this year's college entrance examination will be divided into four tiers... and then kept within the province... assigned to schools like Xi'an Jiaotong University, Northwestern Polytechnical University, and so on..."

"Originally, I couldn't even find your contact information. It was my editor friend at "People's Literature and Art" who told me, and only then did I realize that you are the famous writer Zhao Dongchuan..."

"I believe a great talent like you should come to Peking University according to your own wishes... and not be dictated to... That's why I took the risk of calling you..."

Zhao Dongchuan listened, a bit bewildered.

He truly hadn't expected such a twist to emerge at this point!

He composed himself and asked, "Teacher Liu, may I ask if my wife, Tian Runye, has met Peking University's admission requirements?"

"Oh... your wife is Tian Runye?"

"Her score is also very high, ranking ninth in the province... She fully meets Peking University's admission requirements..."

"Good, good, good! Thank you very much for telling me about this situation... Otherwise, I would be very passive... How much time is left before the admission deadline?"

"There's still one week... If your provincial admissions office still doesn't release them... then we will have no choice but to regretfully return to the capital..."

"Understood... I will handle this matter... I request that you report this issue to the Ministry of Education in the capital... Just report it... You don't need to do anything else..."

Zhao Dongchuan said gratefully.

"Teacher Zhao, this is my job. I will communicate with my superiors and fully report it to the higher-level organizations... I await your good news!"

Teacher Liu understood the implied meaning in Zhao Dongchuan's words.

He had originally lost hope for this year's admissions in Shaanxi Province.

Later, he unexpectedly learned that the top scholar, Zhao Dongchuan, was actually the famous writer Zhao Dongchuan, and hope was rekindled within him.

He knew that a famous writer's network of connections was very powerful, and perhaps it could influence the final outcome of this matter.

That's why he risked offending people by making this call.

The result seemed to be somewhat promising... He had found a glimmer of hope in Zhao Dongchuan!

He didn't dare to hope that he could change the decision of the local Ministry of Education, but if he could get a top scholar like Zhao Dongchuan to Peking University, his trip to Shaanxi would not be in vain.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Dongchuan walked out of the phone room and returned to the office!

"What's wrong? Who called you?"

Jia Bing was reading a "People's Daily" report about receiving foreign guests. Seeing Zhao Dongchuan looking preoccupied, he walked in, quickly put down the newspaper, and asked.

Zhao Dongchuan shook his head. He didn't want to tell Jia Bing about this matter and make him worry.

"If you have something to say, just say it... We can figure it out together!"

"Did something happen to your family?"

"Then you should quickly ask for leave and go back to the capital!"

Jia Bing saw that he was still looking grim and quickly asked with concern.

Zhao Dongchuan shook his head, then nodded!

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing is wrong with my family, but I do need to ask for leave..."

"What exactly happened?"

Jia Bing relaxed a bit, then asked in confusion.

"Let's talk somewhere else..."

The two then sat down in a secluded corner of the Cultural Center... "What? How could they do such a thing... Isn't this toying with people's fates... They worked so hard to get good grades, and yet they're worse off than students who didn't do as well... What kind of nonsense is this..."

After Zhao Dongchuan explained the whole story, Jia Bing said indignantly.

"No, we must report this to Director Wang... He definitely has a solution..."

"I want to resolve this matter myself..."

In fact, Zhao Dongchuan had a solution. He wanted to ask for leave to go back to the capital and then find the director of the seismological bureau whom he had met once before. Zhao Dongchuan had given him such a great credit last time.

Shouldn't he return the favor... With his current merits, he was practically "invincible."

"No, this matter is not just about you personally, it's also about our Cultural Center, and it's about our Writers' Association... Our provincial Writers' Association will be reinstated next year... You are definitely going to be a director of our provincial Writers' Association... Although the Writers' Association hasn't been officially reinstated yet, it's basically set..."

"How dare they bully someone from our Writers' Association... This is going too far..."

With that, Jia Bing, without further ado, pulled Zhao Dongchuan and walked towards the Director's office.

Zhao Dongchuan was a little exasperated, yet also a little touched... This Teacher Jia was a good person!

The two arrived at the Director's office... Jia Bing spilled the beans, and Zhao Dongchuan, as the person involved, also added some details.

"That truly makes no sense!"

Director Wang's face became serious, with a hint of anger.

"Wait a moment... I'll call Old Hei in the provincial capital..."

With that, he picked up the phone on the desk in front of the two.

"Hello, Comrade operator, please connect me to... a certain unit at a certain number in the provincial capital... Mm-hmm, thank you..."

..."Hello, Old Hei, how are you... I'm... Old Wang... I have something to report to you..."

Then he told him about Zhao Dongchuan's situation... "Mm-hmm... Alright... Then I'll wait for your good news..."

Director Wang hung up the phone with a chuckle, then slowly reined in his smile.

He looked at the two seriously and said, "I told Old Hei everything, from beginning to end... Old Hei will inquire about the situation with Secretary Wu of the Provincial Party Committee and try to mediate... Normally, it shouldn't be a big problem..."

"However, Old Hei is not part of the system after all... The outcome is hard to say... Let's wait for Old Hei's call first..."

Zhao Dongchuan nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you, Director Wang, for your help... I'll also try to think of a solution..."

"Mm-hmm, we definitely can't let you be wronged..."