The unfairness of the college entrance examination (for entertainment purposes only)

 Please read carefully this story:

A boy from Hengshui No. 1 High School fell in love with a girl from the same school.
The boy had paid a special admission fee to get in, but the girl was exceptionally talented.
The boy tried everything to get her attention.
A week into the semester, he swaggered into the classroom with his dyed yellow hair styled in a fashionable way, leaving the homeroom teacher speechless.
The whole class burst into laughter, but
the girl didn't even look up, quietly sitting in her seat doing her homework.
Later, the boy would always respond to the teacher in a strange voice during class, and during breaks, he would loudly proclaim who he had fought with the day before, and how he had been scolded by the principal during the flag-raising ceremony for smoking in the restroom.
He would always act nonchalant, only stealing a quick glance at the girl. But the girl's face remained completely unmoved.
Finally, he could no longer contain his feelings. One evening after school, he gathered a group of his friends downstairs in the school building. As the girl quietly walked out of the stairwell, he confessed his love to her in a nearly hoarse voice.
The crowd erupted in cheers, shouting for them to get together.
She froze, her slender, pale hands gripping her backpack straps tightly.
After a moment, she quietly walked up to the boy, looked up, and said, "My dream is Tsinghua University. I want to wait for you there."
The crowd burst into laughter, and the boy blushed.
With his grades, he couldn't even get into a vocational college.
He shoved the flowers into the arms of the person next to him, turned away, and squeezed through the crowd without looking back.
The next day, news came that the boy had transferred to another city.
Afterwards, the girl would often stare blankly at that empty seat in class.
Three years later, at the entrance of Tsinghua University, she stood quietly, much thinner than three years ago, carrying her luggage, just standing there, as if waiting for someone.
But she didn't know what she was waiting for. She sighed and walked into the school gate.
Suddenly, a bright voice rang out behind her, "Weren't you going to wait for me? Why aren't you waiting anymore?"
Tears streamed down the girl's face as she turned around.  
The boy had dyed his hair back to black, wearing a simple white t-shirt and jeans, seemingly bathed in sunlight.
He handsomely took her hand and walked into Tsinghua.
Later, after being the boy's girlfriend for many years, she casually asked, "Where did you transfer to that year? How could you get such a good score?"
The boy replied, "Altay No. 2 Middle School in Xinjiang. You only need 200 points to get into Tsinghua University."