A few days before the college entrance examination results came out, Zhang Li found Wen Xia again. It was eight o'clock in the morning.

Wen Xia didn't have classes anymore and had nothing to do, so she started to stay in bed. As soon as she stayed in bed, Qin Mo also started to stay in bed.

Well, the two of them get up early from time to time to do "double sports".

Wen Xia was sleeping soundly when the phone rang. She was dissatisfied with the sound, and habitually patted someone next to her, signaling him to answer the phone.

Qin Mo was probably only nicer to his family. He was already a little grumpy when he woke up, and when he saw Zhang Li's name, he probably got even worse. He just said coldly, "I'm busy," and hung up the phone.

Wen Xia was still wondering who it was, but soon fell asleep again. When she remembered the call, it was already afternoon. She looked through the chat history and found it was Zhang Li.

But she didn't call back.

She really couldn't help with Zhang Li's matter.

I don't want to help either.

She had no time to spend on these things; she paid close attention to the release of college entrance examination results.

On the day when the college entrance examination results came out, Jia County released the results at 10 o'clock, and Wen Xia arrived at the classroom that temporarily belonged to her class at 9 o'clock.

There were big words "Happy Graduation" posted in the classroom.

She took her laptop and sat on the podium waiting for students to come to her to check their grades.

She had already sent text messages to all the students in advance, asking them to come to school to check their grades.

At around 9:40, two girls came arm in arm. Their hair, which used to be tied up high, was now let down smoothly.

The two looked at the head teacher who was dressed in simple casual clothes and said, "Teacher Wen."

Wen Xia smiled and nodded, then pointed to a seat for them to sit down. After they sat down, she asked casually, "Are you sure?"

The girl in the white and blue skirt had a pretty good grade. She nodded and said, "I checked the answers to the multiple-choice questions and they should be pretty good."

"It's good."

Wen Xia looked at the other girl, whose grades were worse than the girl in the white and blue skirt.

The girl shook her head and said in a low voice, "I don't think I did well in the exam, Mr. Wen. I may have to repeat the year."

She was willing to repeat the year, which proved that she still wanted to work hard. Wen Xia said seriously: "Whether it's repeating the year or something else, you must be firm in your choice and work hard for it. Just talking is useless, you have to take actual action."

"With your usual grades, if you work harder, you can definitely get into an undergraduate school..."

Before he could finish his words, the most mischievous boys in the class came over and shouted in unison at the top of their voices, "Teacher Wen."

Wen Xia glared at them with a smile, "I'm scared to death. Let's see how you guys check the results later."

"Hehe, may Teacher Wen live a hundred years." The boy scratched his head and said sweetly, "No, it should be a long life."

"It's the same with Master."

Wen Xia was amused by his "10,000-year-old" speech, and then motioned for them to sit down.

When it was almost ten o'clock, most of the students had arrived. Most of them were a little nervous. Wen Xia was also a little nervous, but she didn't let the students notice.

Suddenly a cup of milk tea was handed to her. When she saw the familiar name of the store, she was stunned for a moment, wondering how the students knew that she liked this kind of milk tea.

Well, when she drinks milk tea at school, she basically pours it into a thermos so no one can see it.

She subconsciously thought it was Qin Mo. Sure enough, when she looked up, she saw her husband's uniquely handsome face, cough, and that damn sexy Adam's apple.

This guy's Adam's apple is really sexy.

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, "Old...why are you here? Aren't you going to have a meeting today?"

"I want to come."

After Qin Mo gave her the milk tea, he asked the people in the milk tea shop behind to help distribute the milk tea to the students.

Wen Xia didn't feel bad for her husband's wealth. She tilted her head and smiled, whispering jokingly, "Master Qin wants to be supported?"

"Don't even mention raising them, just feeding them is fine."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and sat next to her, then looked at his watch. It was already ten o'clock. He picked up the student's ID card next to him and tapped quickly on the keyboard.

The first person’s direct score came out, 498 points, the girl in the white and blue skirt.

You can get into a second-tier university.

It's very good.

It’s more than 20 points higher than the score in the third mock exam.

Wen Xia smiled, and the girl was also very happy, her round eyes curved into crescents.

Qin Mo's skillful keyboarding skills enabled him to check the grades of all the students who arrived before 11 o'clock. Overall, the grades were very good.

There is one key university admission line, five first-tier university admission lines, and a total of more than twenty undergraduate admission lines.

Six of them were just a few points away from the undergraduate line.

There are still a few students who haven't come to check their scores. Wen Xia has some idea about them. Their grades are not very good, so they probably have no hope.

After the students dispersed, she rested her hands on the desk and sighed, "Honey, those students didn't even check their grades. I'm afraid they'll go straight out to work."

Without waiting for Qin Mo to answer, she added: "It's a pity for this age group."

Seventeen or eighteen years old is the age for studying, and nothing can be more meaningful and valuable than studying.

Qin Mo patted her head comfortingly and said half-jokingly: "My wife, if you worry any more, your hair will really fall out."

Hearing that his hair was about to fall out, Wen Xia glared at him, then touched her own hair and snorted, "I won't be bald even if you are bald."

After returning home, Wen Xia thought about it again and again, and finally couldn't help but call the parents of those students who didn't come.

"Hello, are you Liu Fei's parents?"

A woman's loud voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yes, who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Liu Fei's high school class teacher. The college entrance examination results are out today, but Liu Fei didn't come to check the results."

The person on the other end of the line probably heard it was the head teacher, so he subconsciously lowered his voice and became more enthusiastic, "Hello, teacher."

"Alas, Liu Fei doesn't want to study anymore. I can't persuade him to stop. I can't do anything about it. I have to let him go out and suffer so that he can understand the consequences."

Wen Xia pursed her lips and asked, "Can you let him answer the phone?"

"Okay, okay, right away. Liu Fei, Liu Fei, your class teacher wants to see you. You just play your game all day. What are you going to achieve? You're as useless as your dad."

"Can you please stop bringing up my dad all the time? My dad is dead."

There was a quarrel on the phone. After a minute or two, Liu Fei answered the phone, "Teacher Wen?"

"Well, why don't you come to check your grades today?" Wen Xia asked gently.

Standing on the balcony, Liu Fei looked at the street not far away. Cars were passing one after another, seemingly endless.

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "Teacher Wen, you know my grades. Even if you check them, I can't get into university."

Wen Xia sighed inwardly and said seriously, "Then work hard. You are the same as other students, with the same brain, so how can you not be admitted to university?"

"Liu Fei, check your grades. If they're not good, repeat the year. There's still time for everything."