"542, three points higher than my estimate this morning!!!"
"Me too, me too, 501 points. It's over 500??? Oh my god, if I go to the living room and tell my parents right now, they will probably throw their phones down the stairs and run away with me overnight, fearing that the leaders of the Education Bureau will knock on the door tomorrow, right?"
"440, I'm ashamed of my elder sister and my brothers and sisters. Although the score is not high, I only got 270 in the mock exam. I am satisfied!"
"Brother in front, shake your hands, I estimated 441 points. The score is indeed not high, but let's give it a try. We are not hopeless to get into a second-tier university, right? Last year, the score line for science second-tier universities was 435, and we just made it. The passing score is 60, and we got 61. We will laugh even in our dreams."
…
The screen was filled with scores, all hovering between 400 and 500, with a few scores exceeding 500. Their IDs were all familiar to Ye Wan in the college entrance examination group.
Thinking about the difficulty of this year's test paper, Ye Wan already had a rough idea of the score line in his mind.
"No more?"
On the big screen, the girl held her chin with her hand and tapped the table with one hand, "Is there no price lower than 400?"
Fans: ???
Their teachers all slammed their desks and shouted: Is there no one with a score higher than 600? Why are they looking for the smallest number when it comes to Wanjie? The fans looked around in confusion.
A few minutes passed and no one on the screen reported a score lower than 400.
Ye Wan smiled.
"Is it hard to work day and night this month? ...Are you tired?"
The barrage stopped.
In front of thousands of computers, boys and girls aged seventeen or eighteen were all silent.
Is it bitter?
It was so hard! In the past, at 11 o'clock at night, they were still fighting in the Grand Canyon.
But this month, I haven’t touched my phone. When the time comes, I enter the live broadcast room on time to practice questions with Sister Wan.
The live broadcast has ended, but the practice questions are still in progress.
Have you ever seen a city at 4am? I have! Everywhere you look, it's pitch black.
But at this moment, looking at the conspicuous score among the messy pile of white papers on the table, the teenagers felt that it was not as hard as they had once thought.
If only a few years earlier...
No, even if they had met Sister Wan half a year earlier, they would have been better than they are now, right? The 4 and 5 in front of the score would have become 5 or 6, right? However, what happened has already happened.
There's no point in regretting it.
To be honest, they should thank God.
Thank God, thank the earth, thank God for letting them meet Wan Jie.
Even if it's only for a month, it's worth it!
Whenever the teachers thought about the results coming out, their eyes widened in shock. They couldn't believe that the poor student who slept in class actually got a score more than twice that of the mock exam.
Friends and relatives will never be able to say anymore: "I watched this kid grow up, and I knew he wouldn't be as successful as that college student."
As for his parents, who are worried about him, his father will be stunned, his mother will have red eyes, and maybe even say "You kid..."
Thinking of this, the boys and girls all started typing on the keyboard.
“Not bitter!”
“Not bitter at all!”
"Others spend 12 years studying to get high scores, that's what they deserve! I just worked hard for a month and I'm already very satisfied to be able to go to university!"
"Sister Wan, do you think this is a counterattack?"
Counterattack?
For a moment, I thought of the good-for-nothing male protagonists in the exciting novels I had read before, who found a way out of desperate situations and started a counterattack, slapping faces, leveling up and beating monsters.
The boys and girls all raised their eyes and looked eagerly at Ye Wan on the live broadcast screen.
Have a nice weekend, darlings~~ (End of this chapter)