Xi Zuer's casual and lazy attitude, in the eyes of Gu Huanting's mother and daughter, is completely a self-defeating scumbag.

It seems that he was forced to agree to everyone's results.

You must be afraid of losing face if you find out, right?

But they just want to see Xi Zuer's embarrassment and embarrassment in front of everyone!

Who asked the old man to deliberately arrange Xi Zuer in the most honorable main table, and secretly called so many big guys to support Xi Zuer?

Don't think that they don't know what kind of skills Xi Zuer can have as a rural person, all of this must have been arranged by Old Man Gu to create the illusion of excitement and prosperity.

In order to let Xi Zuer, a wild breed with a foreign surname, gain a foothold in the Gu family!

Gu Huanting hurriedly said: "Since you want to check, tell me your test number, and we will check it for you." ”

Sun Jiao: "That's it, you rural people don't know how to use computers and small programs, so you can't find it clearly." ”

They don't worry about Xi Zuer checking it herself, what if they get a fake screenshot of the results to deceive them?

Xi Zuer cupped her chin and thought for a while: "I don't remember." ”

This kind of trivial matter, the ancestors' divine consciousness didn't bother to pay attention to.

Sun Jiao muttered bitterly: "Yo, don't you remember or don't dare...... Chirping! ”

Bo Gucheng glanced at the mother and daughter coldly: "I'll check." ”

Sun Jiao was shocked by the terrible eyes of Bo Gucheng's ability to tear people apart, and she stopped talking: "But ......"

Bo Gucheng: "This kind of trivial matter, I can remember it for her." ”

With slender and rough fingertips, you can press a string of numbers directly at the entrance of the score inquiry.

The distinguished guests around him sighed: "Bo Ye's memory ......"

The only admission ticket number for candidates in the imperial college entrance examination is fourteen-digit Arabic numerals, and the boring number that is only invalidated once is used and is really impossible for ordinary people to remember.

Old Man Gu smiled: "Gucheng deserves to be a competent tutor. ”

Sun Jiao was a little suffocated: "......"

Could this tutor be too lenient?

Why don't you care about the students eating, drinking, and sleeping?

She stared closely at the operation of Bo Gucheng's fingers, for fear of missing the wonderful scene of witnessing Xi Zuer's ugly appearance.

"Wait," Xi Zuer's red lips hooked slightly, interrupting everyone's attention, "Xiaobei, is your heart not very good?" ”

Old Man Gu reacted that he was calling him, and was stunned for a moment and replied, "Yes." ”

He has reached this age, his body is getting worse, he always feels that his time is short, and his insomnia has been serious recently, he can't sleep all night long, and his heart is extremely burdened, he is always out of breath, and he feels that he will suddenly die one day.

Xi Zuer bowed slightly: "Xiaobei, did you bring your medicine?" ”

"Huh? I brought it, and when I was old, I carried it with me. ”

"That's good."

Xi Zuer's brainless question.

No one thought much of it.

Instead, Gu Huanting, who was staring at her, sneered: "Xi Zuer, are you afraid that the score found out will make grandpa have a heart attack and kill grandpa?" ”

Only then did everyone suddenly realize, and they all said seriously:

"Miss Xi, the college entrance examination score really doesn't matter."

"Yes, we don't care about scores."

"Talent is not determined by scores, we all know it."

Gu Huanting was almost angry: "......" Are these people brainless fans, a group of academic bigwigs say that the college entrance examination is not important? Scores don't matter?

Let you try to find a general subject with zero eggs when you are recruiting?

Not to mention the zero eggs in the whole department, even if she scored 700 points in the exam, she couldn't touch the door of any of the bigwigs here at all, so she could only barely get to the end of the crane at the Imperial University Medical School.

Gassy!

Xi Zuer's bad results must be exhibited in public in order to relieve the hatred in his heart!

"It's out, it's out!"

Sun Jiao stared at Bo Gucheng's mobile phone screen, the small icon that rotated and loaded, finally stopped, and a dialog box popped up to record the candidates' results-