An Xiaoli paused, and then smiled lightly: "Congratulations...... No need to go to Africa. ”

"...... "What a broken congratulations!"

However, although Jiulan didn't show anything on his cracked face, he was very proud in his heart, reached out and tugged at his collar, raised his chin, and got up indifferently.

Under the astonished gaze of the class, he went to the podium to take the paper with one hand, and then returned to his desk and sat down.

The whole process was extremely indifferent, and he was not shocked, as if his huge progress from the original black history of zero and ten points to the current forty points was a small case for him.

And Jiulan Crack has also become the person who has made the most progress in the class in this midterm exam.

It even alarmed the principal and other high-level officials.

In the principal's office, looking at Jiulan's cracked report card, the principal's eyes were hazy and speechless after all, and he said in his heart that he could finally have an explanation with Master Jiulan......

On the Internet, Jiulan Crack's exam results were quickly carried by various marketing accounts.

Fans who learned of Jiulan's results were overjoyed and happy as if it was the New Year.

[Ahhhh Lucky draw, pick 100 people, 100 red envelopes per person!! 】

[Xiaoxi has worked hard, let's rest well!! 】

[In order to hit those sunspots' faces, it must be very hard to crack, and I am relieved and distressed when I think of him working so hard]

……

There was a cheer in the fan base, but the outside world was very ridiculed.

[Hahahahaha

[If my idols pass the test like this, I can't wait to hide it so that everyone doesn't know]

[Anla, melon friends, after all, fans follow the master, they are all people with empty heads, and the test of two hundred and eight is already very good]

[After all, people couldn't even take the test of a hundred before, and they didn't let people celebrate\/doge]

If you don't think about it, you will know that what follows is another pink and black war.

After all, as the top stream of black and red, Jiulan Crack's every move will receive unprecedented attention.

Nine Lan old house.

In the living room, Jiulan Changqing's eyes were staring at Jiulan Crack's report card, and the old and handsome face was calm.

The atmosphere in the living room was solemn, and the servants waited cautiously to the side.

And Jiu Lan Crack sat on the side, supporting his chin with one hand, seemingly careless, but in fact, his Adam's apple was secretly moving, and his spirit was tense.

It wasn't until Jiulan Changqing looked the report card up and down several times, and after a while, he raised his head, and his light coffee-colored eyes fell on An Xiaoli, who was beside his grandson.

"Pear, you're doing a great job."

Jiu Lan was stunned for a moment, and then his spirit slowly relaxed.

An Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's Jiulan Crack who is smarter, I'm just ......"

The corners of Jiulan's cracked lips raised proudly.

"Hey."

Before An Xiaoli finished speaking, Jiulan Changqing glared at his grandson, and then mercilessly belittled: "Don't be modest, this stinky boy is too stupid, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to take the test of a hundred before." ”

Everyone present: "......"

Grandpa, are you sure I'm your own grandson???

And many servants present, who originally had tense faces, didn't hold back, lowered their heads and laughed, and then hurriedly held back, their shoulders trembling desperately.

Assistant He Xiao also coughed and raised his hand to straighten his clothes.

Even An Xiaoli lowered her head and endured it.

Jiu Lan's face suddenly turned dark, took a deep breath, and said, "Grandpa, am I still your own child?" ”