Ji Xi looked at the plate of lamb skewers in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not slap Lei Xuan in the face.
The PR department is already busy enough, so let’s not add to everyone’s workload.
Shen Fangli smiled so hard that her whole body trembled as she leaned on Yan Xianjue's shoulder.
"Hahahaha, oh my god, Lei Xuan is really good at making trouble."
Yan Xianjue helped the girl up with a helpless look on his face, so that she wouldn't laugh herself into the bonfire.
The only one who can be made into BBQ is Lei Xuan in the plot, so Shen Fangli should not join in the fun.
The reason she can laugh like this is that no matter which order they are announced, she will be the second one!
With the achievements of the three of them being more distinct than stairs, why should Lei Xuan create suspense?
Yan Xianjue: "Whose do you want to know first?"
Shen Fangli answered without hesitation: "I want to know everything."
Yan Xianjue snorted softly: "I have to choose one."
"Choose you, choose you, choose you."
Shen Fangli was speechless. This person clearly didn't care about the results, yet he always had a strange desire to win in these places.
Yan Xianjue was satisfied.
The evidence is that he doesn't mind Lei Xuan using him for show effects anymore, and he's still stuffing a piece of milk pimple into Shen Fangli's mouth.
Yan Xianjue himself doesn’t really like this kind of snacks, as they feel a bit mushy.
But Shen Fangli quite likes it.
Although because she had to join the group, Shen Fangli didn't dare to eat too much.
But an occasional piece is fine: "As long as you eat it quickly, the calories won't catch up with you."
Yan Xianjue's words were so convincing that if Shen Fangli hadn't still had a brain, she would have believed it.
But because the milk lump was already in her mouth, she chewed it reflexively, and the full milky flavor made her very satisfied.
So even though she knew very well that Yan Xianjue was giving her psychological comfort, she did not refute it.
"I think what Yan Xianjue said makes sense, so I decided on the spot to order a hamburger set meal."
"When I'm trying to lose weight, I'm most afraid of meeting someone like Yan Xianjue. He'll try to fool you with a serious face, and you know it's fake, but you'll still believe it."
"Fuck, what kind of scam is this?"
"No, that's not right. The scores should be announced now. I want to know Yan Xianjue's score! Why do they keep changing the subject?!"
"Qi Yanxianjue is curious because there's no doubt about Ji Xi's score. It was already on the trending search list this afternoon. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the highest score in the country this year."
“How many provinces haven’t announced yet?”
"I don't know, but the provinces with the highest college entrance examination scores have basically announced their results. Unless a lucky star falls from the sky this year, it will be difficult for the provinces that haven't announced their scores to be higher than Ji Xi's."
Ji Xi tried to give Yan Xianjue a look, asking him if he wanted to know the score in advance.
As a result, the two people huddled together, whispering something, and ignored him at all.
Ji Xi rolled his eyes in disgust and said to Lei Xuan, "I choose from high to low."
Lei Xuan pulled out a piece of paper from among the three and asked the other top scorers gathered around the campfire, "Do you want to guess Ji Xi's score?"
Jiang Miaomiao narrowed her eyes. She always felt that if it was only over 720 points, Lei Xuan would not go around in circles like this.
So she was the first to speak: "I guess it's over seven hundred and three."
Good opened his eyes wide in surprise.
"It's been a few years since there's been more than seven hundred and thirty, right?"
"If you look at the raw score, it is."
Jiang Xinyi recalled: "Last year, the highest raw score in science was 729, and in liberal arts it was 725. I don't know the numbers before that."
"Well, I'll guess a 731."
Zhao Jiajin held the seasoning in one hand and the lamb skewers in the other: "Why don't we be bold and guess seven hundred and four?"
Zhao Jiaxuan complained from the side: "Then I think you are a bit too bold."
Lu Hui: "Then I'll guess more than 730."
Lei Xuan sighed regretfully: "Oh, everyone is so unanimous, I'm afraid this odds won't work."
Ji Xi said coldly: "Why, do you also want to be fined 500,000 for gambling?"
Lei Xuan shut up. He couldn't even earn 600,000 yuan in one period, and if he was fined another 500,000 yuan, he would have to take out a loan to work this period.
Even the second generation of rich people cannot accept taking out loans to work!
He handed the report card to Ji Xi: "734, the highest score known in the country so far."
Yan Xianjue was eating the honeydew melon that Shen Fangli had forked for him. He had something in his mouth and his voice was a little unclear: "I think I have at least half the credit for this 734."
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli forked another piece of melon and stuffed it into his mouth: “Eat melon.”
"Also, have some shame."
"Puff."
"Hahahaha, sometimes I really like watching Chen Fangli punish Yan Xianjue."
"I heard that Ji Xikao was still working the day before yesterday. Is that because he was dragging his feet?"
Yan Xianjue snorted while biting the melon in his mouth.
[It is obvious.]
If it weren't for me, Ji Xi would be lying in some remote hospital, turning evil.
He reminded me of this.
Shen Fangli also remembered it.
Her life was so comfortable that she almost forgot about the affair between the male and female protagonists.
I almost forgot that Ji Xi also has the character of a lame villain boss.
Thinking about it this way, Shen Fangli suddenly felt that she had wronged Yan Xianjue.
So when Yan Xianjue finally swallowed the honeydew melon, she guiltily stuffed a few blueberries into his mouth.
"Ptui, pui, pui." Yan Xianjue spat the blueberries onto his handkerchief, rolled it up and threw it into the trash can beside him.
"Chen Fangli, you're murdering me! It's so sour." Yan Xianjue didn't like sour food, and his face was a little distorted by the sour taste.
Shen Fangli suspected that he was playing tricks on her again.
It's not like she didn't eat blueberries just now, they weren't sour at all.
She took a blueberry from the plate and put it into her mouth doubtfully.
Then she repeated Yan Xianjue's action: "Pooh, pooh, pooh."
"How could that be? What I ate just now wasn't sour at all."
When she was full of questions, Lei Xuan called her name: "Shen Fangli, guess how many points Yan Xianjue can get in the exam this time."
Shen Fangli: “…”
She guessed that Lei Xuan just didn't learn his lesson and would be dealt with by Yan Xianjue sooner or later.
But after looking at the camera facing her, she still gave a conservative number: "With his usual grades, it shouldn't be a problem for him to get 550 or 560."
"Five hundred and fifty or sixty? Where's the poor student you were talking about? This is already past the first-tier score line, right?"
"No one told you it was good. It was mainly because of the comparison. Everyone in his circle scored over 700 points, and he only scored over 500, so he looked like a poor student."
"I know this question. I studied 'The Scholar'. He's called a poor student because he's too biased in his studies."
"What about you?" Lei Xuan asked again.
This question was much easier, so Shen Fangli directly stated the estimated score: "When I finished the test and estimated my score, it was around 630."
Lei Xuan looked at the two pieces of paper and suddenly gave Shen Fangli a thumbs up: "Everyone, come and kill this prophet."
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