Lin Miao and Liang Yanhong finished talking on the phone, and when they put down the microphone, their brains went blank for a moment.

He originally thought that no matter what he heard, he would be very calm. Anyway, he is also a teenager with more than 2 billion yuan, what score is not scored, even if he really can't get the top prize, there is really a series of changes, at most he runs softly, or he will be honest as a charter public in the future, and the self-degrading class will mingle with the scumbags, and he should still pretend to be forced to pretend to be forced in the future, and he should mess around, how can there be so many settings in life that must win, and if he loses, he will be finished.

But if you can win, why not fight for victory?

If one person has to win, why can't that person always be me?

The top student in the province's liberal arts, with a total score of 709 points......

Is this likely to be the most explosive score in the liberal arts of China's college entrance examination since the Big Bang? If there is no accident, the whole country may not even have a higher score than itself?......

Huang Qingqing looked at Lin Miao stunned, thinking that he had failed the test, and asked in a panic, "Boss......"

"Don't be noisy!" Miao Ye raised his hand to interrupt, his eyes burning with the light of the king, "Let me be quiet alone, you go downstairs and tell everyone in my private office that everyone's salary will be increased by 1,000, and you will get an extra 2,000 red envelopes this month." Call my uncle, my brother and Siqi, and the whole company will give each person an extra 1,000 yuan in bonuses this month. ”

"Boss, you won't be ......" Huang Qingqing's eyes gradually appeared happy.

Lin Miao interrupted again: "Shut up, let me finish! You go and prepare 20 million again, and tell Dongou TV that I am going to hold a press conference and let Xiaowan go to the Overseas Chinese Hotel to book the largest conference room." Within two days, you will arrange the details. ”

"Okay, is there anything else?" Huang Qingqing's face was full of joy.

Lin Miao thought for a while and said, "You call my parents and master to report the good news." ”

Huang Qingqing asked: "The champion of liberal arts in the province?"

Lin Miao nodded: "Hmm." ”

Huang Qingqing asked again: "What about the score?"

Lin Miao stood up, put his hands behind his back, took two steps back and forth, looked up and said, "Let them read tomorrow's newspaper by themselves." ”

Huang Qingqing looked at Lin Miao's high-spirited appearance, he didn't know which tendon was wrong, he actually stepped forward, bent down and kissed Lin Miao on the face, Lin Miao looked at her speechlessly, Qingqing girl came back to her senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Ah! I can't help it! I just feel that you are too powerful, I worship you too much, I have no other meaning!"

Lin Miao laughed and said, "Get out!"

Huang Qingqing hurriedly flashed into the sky.

……

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was still early, and the sky was still bright in Shanghai.

After dinner, Guo Heling sat leisurely on the sofa in front of the TV in the living room, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, rinsing his mouth, and relieving his tiredness. On the TV, the opening music of "News Network" had just sounded, and the phone on the side rang together.

Guo Heling didn't move, and then Xiaomei calmly walked over and picked up the microphone, listened to two sentences, and suddenly exclaimed: "Grandpa! Miao Miao has won the top prize in liberal arts!"

Guo Heling's hand shook and asked excitedly, "What about the score?"

Xiaomei also shouted into the phone: "Yes!

After a few seconds, Xiaomei put down the phone and said to Guo Heling: "Grandpa, Miao Miao's secretary said to let you read the "Dongou Daily" tomorrow morning. ”

Guo Heling was stunned, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to scold.

Then a few minutes later, Wei Jun, Sun Rulai, and Xun Jianxiang all knew the news.

Lin Miao's vague college entrance examination results were transmitted to various cities across China through one small circle after another on this night. Many media outlets who learned the news but could not find out the specific situation were so anxious that they were so anxious that they were scratching their hearts. According to incomplete statistics, at least more than 100 media called the Qujiang Provincial Department of Education and the Ministry of Education that night, but because it was too late, no one answered the calls of the provincial department, and the personnel on duty of the Ministry of Education were completely confused about this matter.

At the same time, not only the media was paying attention to this matter, but the streets and alleys of Dongou City suddenly spread the news.

There is no specific score, only the legend of the champion.

It sounds like a rumor, baseless, and there is no evidence in black and white, but everyone is convinced of it.

When Director Dong of Xicheng Street heard about it, he immediately asked people to prepare banners, and the Oucheng District Education Bureau, who received a word from the Municipal Education Bureau, Zheng Aifen, who was transferred back to the head of the department, was also very decisive to keep up with the pace of the listing, and held a meeting with the main leaders of the bureau at night to discuss how to reward Lin Miao - even if this kind of thing was not their turn to do it at all.

After half past 7, the phone in Lin Miao's office began to ring like a malfunction, Lin Miao simply asked Huang Qingqing to sit in the office and do it for him, first accepting Pang Yi's Daoxi, and then Yan Xiaohai and Hu Jianhui, Lao Lin's old colleagues, and then Ding Shaoyi, Liang Shuyou and the leaders of Dongou Daily, and then Sun Yuyan, Gong Changji, Luo Wanzhou, Wang Laoer and Kang Zhifu who deliberately called late with a shelf, and finally the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles who came to Daoxi sporadically because the phone was busy. The people of the Municipal Chamber of Commerce and Industry waited for half past eight in the evening, and even Shuai Bo and Feng Dadao, who were far away in the capital, knew about them......

Huang Qingqing received tinnitus when he answered the phone, and he could only use hands-free after that, and he also took throat lozenges.

But even so, she has always been happy, and she is happy for the boss from the bottom of her heart.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the news finally reached the ears of many people who were looking forward to Lin Miao's defeat.

When a group of people get together, the atmosphere is a bit dreary.

Qujiang Provincial College Entrance Examination champion, such a small probability event, was actually done by Lin Miao through manpower.

This kid doesn't have to sleep at night?

Study so hard, aren't you afraid of growing tall?

Mo Yishi was speechless. The editor-in-chief of Yangcheng Nanfang Daily was silent.

The whole country, adding up to dozens of meters high, is always ready to wait for the college entrance examination scores to come out, and immediately put into the field of public opinion, and the black materials used to attack Lin Miao have all turned into waste paper at this moment.

There is only one person in the world who doesn't believe that Lin Miao can win the champion in his heart, but he never says it, and he showed a smile at this moment, Jiang Yang, who is in Xiangjiang, won 1 million, and the money for diapers and milk powder for his second child is enough.

This night is destined for some people to lose sleep and some people to be lonely.

Yuan Han sat in front of the computer, looking at the news announced in advance in the post bar, and his head was buzzing.

He wanted to say something, but in the face of such a reality, he suddenly found that all words and justifications were weak.

Lin Miao is the top liberal arts student in the college entrance examination, and she does what she says.

What else can you say at this time? It is meaningless to say that this champion of liberal arts is worthless?

There should be a limit to self-deception.

Yuan Han licked his dry lips, picked up a box of cigarettes on the table, and pulled out one.

He doesn't actually like to smoke, and he usually uses it to show off.

But at this moment, he really wanted to let that spicy gas stimulate his lungs.

At the same time, the admissions offices of Beijing University and Jinghua received a death order from the top that Lin Miao must be brought back.

However, before they could go out and book a plane ticket, suddenly there was news on the Internet.

Lin Miao's three college entrance examination volunteers, all filled in Qujiang University.

The admissions offices of the two schools were dead-faced.

The people at Beijing University scolded the people at the Middlebury Institute for being stupid.

The people of Jinghua angrily shouted that the "New Thinking" essay contest was a stupid competition, and the judges were even more stupid among fools.

But Rao is like this, and the secretary in the office still went to book a plane ticket.

The two top schools in the country, all of them decided to kneel for Miao Ye even if they couldn't get Lin Miao's heart, they would also get Lin Miao's people. As long as Miao Ye is willing to go with them, it is okay to call Grandpa in person.

In the midst of the disturbances, Lin Miao, who had insomnia, touched Xiaoxiao's room. This night, Xiaoxiao endured the pain she shouldn't have at her age. Lin Miao, a dog thief, actually forced her to write her summer vacation homework until 1 o'clock in the middle of the night......

The "Dongou Daily" was scattered in printing plants all over the country, and it was finalized and started early at 11 o'clock that night.

The printing house rumbled, and it was busy until 3 a.m., and then stopped work a full hour earlier than usual.

When the machines stopped running, the ink-scented newspapers were packed and sorted out and waiting for the people at the distribution points to drive to pick them up, all the masters who worked in the factories, everyone knew exactly what the biggest news in China would be tomorrow.

More than 2 hours later, when the morning glow broke through the clouds and the sun shone all over the earth, there were gradually pedestrians on the streets of Oucheng District.

Several vans stopped and went, delivering newspaper after newspaper to newsstands and small bookstores along the street.

The same scene, a little earlier or later, played out in the center of every major city in the country.

Guo Heling slept at 9 o'clock in the evening, got up at 5 o'clock in the morning, and waited at home for half an hour before Xiaomei, who bought breakfast, came back from outside. Xiaomei walked into the room, her face full of indescribable excitement: "Grandpa......"

Guo Heling hurriedly told her to come to Dongou Daily.

As soon as he spread it out and saw the exaggerated score, the old man's blood pressure soared.

In the Wangjiang Building, a group of fools didn't sleep all night in order to wait for news from the boss.

But this kind of operation, in the eyes of the programmers upstairs, is simply not necessary to brag.

Who hasn't worked all night at work?

Then, the entire Wangjiang Building was boiling.

Two hours later, when the sun rose and the scorching sun woke up everyone who slept lazily, Dongou Daily had been sold clean at an incredible sales rate.

On this day, the people of the entire Dongou City all memorized a number: 709.

138 points in Chinese, 150 points in mathematics, 150 points in foreign language, and 271 points in comprehensive literature.

In addition to this, there is also a concept called: perfect marks for essays.