Yan Ruyu held the phone, but didn't dare to make a call easily, for fear that her test scores would not be ideal.

Finally, with Su Qingnan's encouragement and urging, she finally called.

After hearing the number the other party said, a look of disbelief flashed across Yan Ruyu's face, and even when she was writing, there was disbelief in her words.

When she put down the phone and looked at the numbers written on the paper, she was stunned.

She actually ranked among the top few in Haicheng!

This result shocked and delighted her. While waiting for the college entrance examination results, she never thought that she could achieve such good results.

There were three other people who were as shocked as she was.

Su Qingnan looked at the numbers on the paper and repeatedly confirmed with Yan Ruyu, "Ruyu, are you sure you didn't write the wrong number? Are you sure you wrote it correctly? Do you want to ask again?"

Yan Haogang also agreed, "Yes, Ruyu, didn't you write it wrong? Otherwise, you should listen to your mother and play another game."

Yan Ruyu shook her head and rejected her parents' suggestions.

He said, "Dad, Mom, I can be sure that the number I wrote down is what the person on the phone just told me. He even repeated it several times in case I didn't hear it clearly."

"So, I guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with this number."

With their daughter's assurance, Su Qingnan and Yan Haogang couldn't let their daughter fight again, but they just couldn't believe it...

I dare not be idle. Yan Ruyu actually ranked among the top few in Haicheng.

You know, the top students in Haicheng are basically guaranteed to be admitted to key universities, but as for where to go, it is up to them to decide.

Although Yan Fangxiu was surprised, her reaction was not as big as Su Qingnan and Yan Haogang.

She came up to Yan Ruyu and said, "Ruyu, congratulations, you got the chance to study at a key university in Haicheng."

Yan Ruyu smiled and nodded, "Sister's is not bad either."

At this moment, Su Qingnan suddenly stood up.

"Well, today is a good day. I'm going to go buy some food and make you something delicious tonight!"

After saying that, Su Qingnan ran to the kitchen, got a basket, and went out happily.

Looking at her happy steps, Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking that things might not be that simple.

Yan Junfeng had seen through the situation long ago, and he sighed and shook his head.

"I believe that it won't be long before at least the people on the street ahead will know how well my sister did in the exam..."

"......" Yan Ruyu finally reacted at this time.

Although my mother is not the kind of person who likes to show off, sometimes she can't keep things to herself, especially happy things!

When I go out to buy vegetables happily, I will definitely talk to others while buying vegetables. By then, when I go out again, I am afraid that everyone will recognize me.

At this moment, a feeling of helplessness suddenly emerged in his mind, and he turned to look at Yan Haogang.

Trying to ask for help, "Dad, how about you go out and persuade her? I'm afraid that Mom will say too much. If I can't achieve it, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?"

Yan Haogang thought about it and felt that what his daughter said made sense.

Nodding in affirmation, "Ruyu, you are right. If your mother talks too much, it will be difficult to deal with it."

"But...even if that's the case, let's not worry about it. When your mother does something, no one can stop her, especially when she has something on her mind. It's even more impossible."

"......Oh." Yan Ruyu responded with a single word.

[I shouldn't have pinned my hopes on my father. In front of my mother, my father was just a test subject that she manipulated at will. He had no complaints or resistance at all. I was just daydreaming when I asked my father to do it.]

When Yan Haogang heard his daughter's voice, he felt angry, but it was indeed right.

He would not refute his wife's views, nor would he easily stop his wife from doing what she wanted to do.

Of course, sometimes I don’t dare to stop it, or I can’t stop it. In short, I fail.

Yan Ruyu could already foresee the scene when she went out later. She sighed deeply, took the paper with the numbers she had written down, and went back to her room silently.

Yan Fangxiu also moved back to her room happily holding her note.

Yan Ruyu returned to her room, threw herself on the bed holding the piece of paper with her grades written on it, and buried her face in the quilt.

When she turned over and lay flat on the bed, she slowly raised her score.

Looking at the numbers above, the corners of Yan Ruyu's mouth slowly rose, but it seemed that she was not smiling for herself, but for something else.

After a while, she suddenly stared at her grades and started talking to herself in a low voice.

"I don't know what Professor Zhao is doing. Will he know my grades? The school should know, right? What if he doesn't know? Should I talk to Professor Zhao about it? After all, Professor Zhao's contribution is not small."

Yan Ruyu knew that her current good grades were inseparable from Zhao Beichen’s daily tutoring help and occasional encouragement.

At this time, the person who should know the result the most is perhaps not herself, but Professor Zhao who has been working hard, Yan Ruyu thought to herself.

"How about giving Professor Zhao a call? Professor Zhao should have a telephone at home." Yan Ruyu sat up.

After making the decision, Yan Ruyu was ready to take action.

But just as she moved to the bed, Yan Ruyu suddenly stopped.

"Wait, I don't seem to know Professor Zhao's home phone number. If I don't know, how can I call him..."

Yan Ruyu glanced at the results, raised her head and slapped her forehead, "So stupid."

I don’t know Professor Zhao’s phone number, so how should I tell him?

Will Professor Zhao call me and ask?

But then again, I don’t even know Professor Zhao’s home phone number, so how could Professor Zhao know my home phone number?

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyu just lay back down.

He sighed for a while.

"That's it. Professor Zhao doesn't know anything about this. Even if he wants to ask, how can he ask me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, an immature idea suddenly emerged in Yan Ruyu's mind.

That is...

Yan Ruyu thought that if Zhao Beichen couldn't call, perhaps he could go to his house and ask, which would show that he cared more.

However, as soon as this idea came out, it was strangled in the cradle by Yan Ruyu.

"No, why would Professor Zhao suddenly come here for this matter?"

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