Zhutian: I have been happy to be a father since I was a child.

June 23rd.

morning.

Room 403.

In the small living room, three top academics, Qiao Yingzi, Huang Zhitao, and Lin Leier, are now gathered together...

It goes without saying that the three of them are outstanding talents.

Of course Song Qian is also a talented person, after all, she is a gold medal teacher;

Fangyuan is said to have been a top student at the University of Political Science and Law and a talented person;

Tong Wenjie, too;

Fang Yifan has considerable artistic talent, just barely;

Chen Tao, a capitalist...entrepreneur, don’t forget it!

All in all, there’s a lot of talent coming together.

So, the question is, why are they gathering here?

"Dad, the results will be out at 12 o'clock, please take a guess first."

Qiao Yingzi leaned against her father, with an interesting expression of anticipation and nervousness, seriousness and liveliness on her face.

"I guess it's 708 points."

Chen Tao was not making a blind guess, but was well-founded.

Because in the past week, he made 7.08 million from one investment.

"Hehe, dad, you are too optimistic about me!"

Qiao Yingzi smiled happily at first, then said, "Guess Tao Zi's score again."

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhitao, who was lying comfortably on the sofa and waiting quietly for that moment to arrive, couldn't help but look at his uncle expectantly, as if what he said would definitely come true.

Chen Tao thought for a while and said with a smile:

"Zhitao, you and Yingzi have always been close friends, but you were more serious before the exam. I guess you got one more score, 709!"

Huang Zhitao smiled and felt that what her uncle said made sense.

Qiao Yingzi secretly pinched her father's lower back to show that she was dissatisfied with his favoritism.

Therefore, Chen Tao changed his words:

"Although Zhitao worked harder, Yingzi borrowed my luck, so he should be able to get one more point, which is also 709."

‘Hmph, stinky dad, just give me one more point to let me surpass Tao Zi. What’s wrong? ’

Qiao Yingzi secretly twisted the triceps on her father's arm again.

Fang Yifan also became interested:

"Uncle Qiao, do the math for me too."

Hearing this, both Fangyuan and Tong Wenjie became interested.

So does Song Qian.

Chen Tao spread his hands: "Both Yingzi and Zhitao have overestimated, so I can make a rough guess. You haven't estimated, so I really can't guess. As for Lei'er, I think he should be better than Yingzi and Zhitao." Tao should be taller!"

Lin Lei'er said nervously: "Uncle Qiao, I didn't perform well, and my score probably won't be higher than Yingzi and Zhitao."

Tong Wenjie covered her pregnant belly with one hand and held her nephew with the other to comfort her:

"Lei'er, don't worry, you will definitely fulfill your mother's last wish and be admitted to Tsinghua University."

Song Qian also echoed: "Lei'er's grades are very stable, there must be no problem."

Fangyuan sighed in his heart... He was all here caring about Lin Lei'er, but Fang Yifan deserved more care!

Time passes by bit by bit, making people feel like their days are like years.

At half past eleven, Song Qian brought a plate of tea and asked:

"Are you hungry? Would you like to place some dumplings for you to eat?"

Qiao Yingzi smiled and said: "Dad has already booked a hotel. After checking the results, we will go there for dinner."

Song Qian hummed. In fact, she was very nervous at this time and was not in the mood to cook at all.

The last half hour... was excruciating.

***

At 12 noon, Beijing time, Qiao Yingzi immediately opened the score-checking APP and entered her student number and admission ticket number.

Stutters, then flashes.

The subjects are: Chinese 128, Mathematics 144, Foreign Language 145, and Science 292.

A total of 709 points.

"Dad, you, your guess is too accurate, isn't it? It's really 709 points?"

Qiao Yingzi exclaimed.

Song Qian was overjoyed when she heard this.

Huang Zhitao was even more surprised: "Yingzi, I also scored 709...Uncle, how could you guess so accurately? Isn't this incredible?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yingzi quickly jumped over her father's crossed legs and pounced on Huang Zhitao, who was just one uncle away, to see her score.

Chinese Language 132, Mathematics 146, Foreign Language 140, Science Comprehensive Science 291... the total score is indeed 709.

Chen Tao laughed and said, "Haha, it's not that dad guessed it accurately, it's that you guys estimated it too accurately."

Song Qian said excitedly: "Yingzi, mom is really proud of you."

How many people in the city have a score of 700 or above in science? A remarkable twenty dozen.

And her daughter is one of them. How can she not feel proud of her?

Lin Lei'er said with a sad face:

"Auntie, I only have 698 points."

After saying that, he lay down on the sofa and started crying.

Only 698…

Looking at his 348, hearing the super high scores of his childhood sweetheart and goddess, and the 698 from his cousin, Fang Yifan's mood was extremely complicated.

Tong Wenjie patted her nephew on the back as comfort, looked at her son, and asked solemnly:

"Fanfan, what's your score?"

Fangyuan also looked at his son nervously.

Fang Yifan sighed: "With a score of 348, I did very poorly in the exam."

Only 348 points? Isn't that a lot lower than the undergraduate level... There are no undergraduate batches this year, there is only a unified undergraduate level.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Tong Wenjie's mind went blank when she heard such a low score, and her body swayed as if she might collapse at any moment.

Fangyuan hurriedly supported her and comforted her:

"Wenjie, don't be too angry. If we repeat the exam for another year, we will definitely do well in the exam."

"How can I not be angry?"

Tong Wenjie could no longer bear it and raised her voice:

"How can I not be angry! Last year, Fang Yifan's scores in the placement test were higher than now! In the past year since co-authorship, there has been no progress at all, and instead, he has regressed?"

Song Qian was immersed in great joy and happiness, but was awakened by Tong Wenjie's movements.

She reluctantly glanced at the screenshot of the results sent to her by her daughter, then walked to sit down next to Tong Wenjie, trying to persuade her pregnant best friend to calm down.

Chen Tao didn't care so much, and said to Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao:

"Go get dressed up, let's go out for dinner."

Upon hearing this, Fangyuan persuaded:

"Wenjie, don't get too excited now. Let's talk about him after dinner."

As for Lin Lei'er... someone who can definitely go to Tsinghua University, what's there to worry about?

At this time, Wang Yidi also took a screenshot of his results and posted them in the chat group.

"Didi scored 604 points in the exam...she is so awesome!"

Huang Zhitao sighed.

You know, Wang Yidi focused half of his attention on professional courses, but in the end he was able to get such a high score, which is really amazing.

"Ji Yangyang is not bad either. Aunt Liu Jing told me that he scored 534 points, which was already at the top level last year."

Qiao Yingzi also praised.

After hearing this, Tong Wenjie could no longer suppress her anger and said to Fang Yuan:

"Are you still in the mood to eat? Anyway, I can't eat, I'm so angry. Let's go back now, contact the cram school, contact the art exam training teacher... There is only one year left, there is no time to delay!"

Fang Yifan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, feeling extremely depressed for a moment.

He didn't have the confidence to refute his mother's decision, because his score was really too low and it couldn't be justified.