In the video conference, Su Jingqiu could not hide her disappointment and said: "These days, Mr. Chen and I have thought of all possible ways and used all possible connections, but the results are still unsatisfactory."

"Well, this is already much better than I expected..."

Perhaps because he was busy day and night in post-production, Director Tan on the computer screen has an untidy beard.

His spirits were very high. "Our movie, with a small crew and a small production, has seven or eight theaters. I am already satisfied. This is already very good! Hey, Ye Wan..."

Director Tan scratched his head and said to Ye Wan, "There is a problem with the post-production dubbing. I am not satisfied with any of the people I have replaced. How about you go over there?"

"Sure!"

Ye Wan nodded. "I'll book a ticket in a minute and catch the earliest flight to Shanghai tomorrow. Please send me a seat."

"good!"

…

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when we got off the plane.

As soon as I turned on the phone, countless WeChat messages and missed calls popped up.

The taxi went straight to the studio that Director Tan mentioned. Ye Wan opened WeChat and saw Jiang Keer sending a series of angry emoticons, "Sister Wan, check the group!"

The class group was so lively that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as the sound of gongs and drums.

I looked at the time and saw that in just one hour, people had already chatted over 500 times.

At first glance, everyone was asking about grades.

"My figure is 76, woo woo woo... Is there anyone with a lower figure than me? Come out and comfort me, make me happy!"

"Get lost! I'll do a 69. Are you satisfied?"

"Hahahaha, then we are brothers in distress. Let's work hard together next semester!"

"I got 55 in English and have to retake it. How could anyone be worse off than me? Ah, I want to die!"

“@张超If you need it, I can help you with your studies. I got 95 in English.”

After Shi Ruyan's words, the group fell silent for a long time.

I don’t know if someone wanted to help her ease the embarrassment, or if they were really willing to help out out of friendship, but one after another, a few more people came forward willing to lend a hand.

The topic was reversed.

After that, those who showed up again started competing for high scores.

The highest performance score was 85. A group of people asked for a long time, but no one said anything.

I don’t know if it’s because they were embarrassed to report it if it’s higher than 85 or if they didn’t see it.

I don’t know who started it, but someone tagged Ye Wan.

"@Ye Wan Xue Ba, how many points did you get for your performance? Tell us so we can give up.

"Yes, everyone says that Mr. Xiao's acting class is the most rigorous every year. There won't be anyone in our class who scores over 90, right? @Ye Wan, you usually perform so well in acting class, how much did you score?"

…

A group of people tagged Ye Wan, but Ye Wan never showed up.

Class monitor Song Mingzhe came out to help, "Don't guess, everyone. On the day when the exam results were recorded, Teacher Xiao asked me to go to the office to help. The highest score in our class was 99, and the lowest score was 57."

"Ye Wan isn't coming out. Could she be the one with the lowest score who failed the exam?"

The topic direction changed at this point, as if Ye Wan had transformed from a top student to a poor student.

When Jiang Ke'er saw it, ten minutes had passed. She immediately threw out an angry expression, "My sister failed? What a joke! Anyone could get 57, but it definitely couldn't be her!"

"That's hard to say. Otherwise, why didn't she respond?"

"It's okay even if she got the lowest score. After all, she missed two months of classes, and her performance score alone was much lower than others. I didn't say anything bad about her, so why are you so anxious? @江可儿"

"Wanjie, have you checked the results? Hurry up and help me beat them to death! I'm so pissed off!"

Jiang Keer's anger came through the phone.

"Ke'er..."

Ye Wan smiled helplessly, "Have you ever thought about what if I really am that 57?"

"impossible!"

Jiang Keer blurted out.

The next moment, the cell phone started ringing.

(End of this chapter)