Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Wang Zheng didn't care and casually picked at his ear.
"Then you can continue. By the way, Xiaoman, did you bring back the exam papers for those two elective courses? I'd like to borrow them and take a look."
Wang Zheng copied the standard answers directly onto the answer sheet, so he didn't bring the exam paper back with him after the exam.
Unlike others, you don't need to draft your answers on the test paper first and then fill in the answers on the answer sheet.
Chu Xiaoman would definitely bring back the answers after the exam to check them.
Although Chu Xiaoman was puzzled, she was convinced that Wang Zheng had not done well on the exam and his score was lower than hers, so he was trying to find out information about her. Therefore, she became even more vigilant.
"What are you trying to do? Why don't you take your own?"
Wang Zheng looked helpless. This fool is sometimes stupid when he should be smart, and sometimes shrewd when he should be stupid. So he said helplessly:
"Didn't we already agree to continue the bet? I can't change your answer sheet anyway, so can't you just let me see where I'm worse than you?"
Hearing this, Chu Xiaoman immediately became happy, so she quickly found her own test paper and handed it over, then said arrogantly, "Sister Xiaoman is very generous. Take a good look and find the gaps yourself."
The way Wang Zheng looked at her at that moment was as if he were looking at a fool. He silently took the test paper, picked up a pen, and began to write and draw on the test paper.
Everyone was curious about Wang Zheng's actions. Even He Yiyi lost interest in giving them answers and stared intently at Wang Zheng, wondering what tricks he was up to.
Not to mention the ever-curious Chu Xiaoman and Wu Huan, who was already dizzy from comparing the answers.
In just 10 minutes, Wang Zheng had finished grading the two exam papers they had used for the bet: "International Modern History" and "Introduction to Modern Thinking".
Then Wang Zheng abruptly threw down his pen and said calmly:
"Tsk tsk tsk... I didn't expect that, Chu Xiaoman, you're quite something. I didn't expect you to get 69 in one subject and 81 in another, and you actually passed both."
"But with your grades, even though you got the credits, how dare you agree to gamble away a whole semester's worth of meals?"
Chu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Wang Zheng, who had already corrected all the wrong answers on her test paper and even written the correct answers next to them.
Her face flushed bright red in an instant.
Then her eyes glazed over, and she slumped onto the sofa, leaning back with a look of utter despair, her lips still moving slightly.
If you listen carefully, you might still hear phrases like "a semester, credits, begging on your knees."
After defeating Chu Xiaoman, Wang Zheng went back triumphantly. After quickly tidying up, he pretended to carry a schoolbag and left school, heading straight for the commercial street.
After retrieving his custom-made goods, he went straight home.
When he pushed open the door to his house and saw that only Wang Shengrong was home, Wang Zheng was not surprised. He greeted him and went back to his room.
Lying on his bed, Wang Zheng carefully considered his words for the evening. Looking at the beautifully packaged gift boxes in his storage space, he felt that the matter was already more than half settled.
...
Hearing the door open, Wang Zheng knew his mother had come home. Before Wang Shengrong could even call him for dinner, Wang Zheng sprang out of bed in a flash.
Seeing his mother's exhausted face, Wang Zheng felt sorry for her and quickly shone a beam of holy light on her.
After the family of three had finished their dinner in a happy atmosphere, Wang Zheng immediately took out his beautifully wrapped gift box and placed it in front of his mother.
Although Li Liang was puzzled, she opened the box after seeing Wang Zheng's signal.
Upon seeing the gift inside, they were immediately astonished and their mouths dropped open.
She looked at the pure white plush scarf lying quietly inside. Although it was a bit short overall, the fur was glossy and smooth, and a fiery red spiritual crystal was attached to the end, emitting waves of spiritual energy.
The unique design appears high-end yet understated, elegant yet sophisticated.
That's right, according to Wang Zheng's straightforward thinking, he believed that giving gifts could solve the problem.
He still remembers what Chu Jingnan told him: no female awakened one can refuse a garment made of white-tailed ferret; if one can, then another one will do!
Not to mention that the recipient of this gift was his own mother. Wang Zheng has been here for almost a year and has long since figured out his mother's personality.
Seeing Li Liang's delighted expression, Wang Zheng felt confident that this was a sure win!
As for why Wang Zheng gave a scarf instead of clothes...
Don't ask, the answer is simply that it's original and ingenious!
You should know that the materials used to make this scarf were obtained by him after much pleading with Chu Jingnan.
For this reason, Wang Zheng even gritted his teeth and mortgaged a spiritual crystal to buy it on credit at a high price of 500 points.
The design and the embellishments of this scarf were naturally Wang Zheng's own creation. Not only was it slow to make custom orders from Chu Jingnan, but they also placed more emphasis on functionality. At least Wang Zheng didn't trust their aesthetic sense.
He went to the commercial street for this very reason. With his fashion sense, which was far ahead of everyone else in his previous life, combined with Wang Zheng's unique spiritual crystal, the effect would be far more than just one plus one equals two.
Moreover, this spiritual crystal is far more beautiful than any gemstone from my previous life.
Moreover, the processing fee for making such an artwork is only a few thousand yuan, which Wang Zheng can afford.
It's worth mentioning that the shop owner originally wanted to buy the fur materials provided by Wang Zheng, but after Wang Zheng showed his military officer's ID, the shop owner almost didn't even dare to accept the processing fee.
As for the two spirit crystals spent...
Hmph, just 300 points of spiritual energy limit.
Wang Zheng also came to terms with it; you have to give up something to gain something, and once he got to the battlefield, he could have as much spiritual energy as he wanted.
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