Xiang Si was confused until he hung up the phone.
Before she could digest the sudden shockwaves, her phone started vibrating again. Xiang Si took it in a daze and said, "Hello..."
"Hello, is this Ms. Xiang Si? This is the admissions office of National Tsinghua University..."
"Hello, is this Ms. Xiang Sixiang? This is the Admissions Office..."
"Hello, this is Shanghai University. Are you Ms. Xiang Sixiang?"
Calls came to her cell phone one after another, and Xiang Si was busy answering them. When it finally quieted down, nearly an hour had passed.
And within this hour, those hidden water armies appeared again, and the entry [Xie Xihe is a big shot] finally climbed from the entertainment hot search list to the real-time rising list, and finally appeared on the micro-terminal of the hot search list.
The popularity immediately increased.
Xiang Si stared at the ever-increasing amount of reading behind the topic. His face was no longer solemn as before, and a smile of interest flashed across his eyes.
I closed the webpage casually and ignored the cheerful internet trolls jumping around.
*
The next day.
After a long wait of nearly half a month, and with countless candidates eagerly anticipating it, the day of the college entrance examination results finally arrived.
June 23rd.
The score checking website was repeatedly overcrowded to the point of collapse, and the score checking hotline was always busy. The candidates were full of tension and kept making calls.
Someone finally found out the score and jumped three feet high with excitement.
Some people broke down and cried after learning the scores.
Some people also breathed a sigh of relief and fell into bed.
Well, after being tense for so many years, I am finally relieved. I have to sleep with him for three days and three nights!
Mr. Xie got up early, had a good breakfast and went downstairs for a walk.
With Xie Yi, who looked sleepy, following him on the left, and Sheng Ming, who looked wide-eyed, following him on the right, they realized something was wrong when they arrived at the garden of the community.
A group of old men and women who usually take a walk, play chess or dance in the square gathered in the garden corridor, contrary to their usual behavior, arguing about something with red ears.
"I even took out my most beloved ice jade chessboard and black jade chess pieces. They were gifts from my youngest son on my sixtieth birthday!"
"And Lao Wang, that snuff bottle is even more valuable, a genuine antique!"
"There's also Old Man Fang's jade pendant, Old Man Liu's Qiucao cup, and Old Man Sun's hibiscus stone covered censer. Each one of them is a priceless treasure!"
The old man Jiang finished speaking loudly, and finally took out a bottle of Lao Baigan from a pile of jade antiques, put it on the stone table, and said speechlessly: "What do you mean by taking a bottle of liquor?"
The red-faced old man opposite him turned pale and shouted, "What's wrong with soju? Do you look down on it?"
Red-faced old man Su stiffened his neck and said confidently, "You were the ones who said you were betting your most beloved things. My most beloved thing is this bottle of soju. Is there anything wrong with using it as a bet?!"
Although they had known about the old man Su's rogue and stinginess a hundred years ago, the old men and women still couldn't help rolling their eyes at this moment.
An old lady watching couldn't help but speak up, "It's fine that you love soju the most, but what's the matter with using this thing you love most to participate in gambling?"
"Why, you think you can win the treasures of Lao Jiang and the others with a bottle of Lao Baigan? You're trying to get something for nothing, you're so flattering!"
"That's right! If you are not willing to give out treasures of similar value, then don't join the gambling game. You insist on getting close to Old Jiang and the others, but you are unwilling to give out the good stuff. How can you be like that!" another old lady said.
"Haha, you're just trying to get something for nothing, right? Don't you know, Old Su may not have much else to offer, but his greatest asset is having a wonderful grandson! I heard that in the last mock exam, his little grandson ranked 21st in Kyoto, a promising prospect for Tsinghua University!"
There is such a thing?
Not to mention, Old Man Jiang and others really didn't know that Old Man Su's grandson was so good at studying, and they couldn't help but look at him twice.
Old Su straightened his back even more and said modestly, "Well, it's not that great. I was just lucky last time. Usually I can only barely get through the first-tier line."
Everyone: "Hehehe."
Old man Jiang was secretly envious in his heart, but after he finished envying her, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
So how stingy is this old man Su!
Even though his grandson has achieved such results, he is still reluctant to give him a decent treasure!
He was very enthusiastic in encouraging them to take out the good stuff, but when it was his turn, he just became a fool?
He is so beautiful!
"Get out! Get your white liquor and get out of here! I don't want to play with you!"
Of course Old Man Su refused to leave. He had been coveting Old Man Jiang's chessboard and chess pieces for a long time. This was a rare opportunity, so of course he didn't want to miss it!
His eyes wandered over the stone table, and Old Man Su began to calculate rapidly in his mind. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just a decent treasure, I'll take the bet!"
After saying this, Old Man Su turned around and ran out, reminding them as he ran, "I'll be back soon, you guys better wait for me. If you don't wait, you'll lose! Grab your things and go home!"
Old Man Jiang and others: So angry!
Although they knew that Old Man Su’s grandson was a good student, the old men were still unwilling to admit defeat!
Their kids aren't bad either!
What if Old Man Su's grandson performs abnormally, what if their child performs exceptionally well...
bet!
Must gamble!
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