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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby - Chapter 954

Published at 10th of June 2022 07:27:07 AM


Chapter 954: 954

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Tang Xinrou stretched. “Ah… so comfortable!”

Song Yaoyao nodded in agreement. “This kind of weather is suitable for filling an exam paper.”

Tang Xinrou’s raised hand froze. She turned her head in disbelief, as if she was looking at the Devil.

“I’ve already graduated!”

She didn’t need to take the college entrance exam anymore!

Why did she still need to do exam papers?

Song Yaoyao touched her face. “You still have your university exams.”

Bang!

Tang Xinrou slammed her head against the table.

“I’m dead.”

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Dong Wen had already tactfully brought out his 5/3 textbook. “Teacher, I have a question here that I don’t know how to answer. Can you explain it to me?”

“Let me see.”

Some of the people who had come with Yu Sitian and the others had originally scoffed at Song Yaoyao, thinking that she was trying her best to create the image of a straight-a student.

However, after listening to her explanation, they started to be shocked.

So, she really knew how to do it!

But thinking about it, it made sense. Not everyone could get the top scorer in the national college entrance examination.

If she did not want to enter Feng City Film Academy, she could have chosen any of the famous universities in the country.

Even the researchers were fighting over her.

Pan Shiyu wiped his hands and sat down at the long table.

It was raining outside, so he couldn’t go out to work.

Listening to the sound of the rain while reading and writing in the hall was actually not bad.

Even now, Luo Xingguang could still remember the fear of being dominated by Song Yaoyao. He silently dragged his chair away from the little demon.

Dong Wen and his good friends who were surrounding her looked at Song Yaoyao as if they were looking at an angel.

However, they did not know that what they saw was not necessarily true.

Sometimes, one’s eyes could be deceiving.

Unfortunately, what they were afraid of came true.

Pan Shiyu supported his chin with his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up into a faint smile.

There was a flash of envy in his eyes. He turned his gaze to Luo Xingguang and asked, “Xingguang, I remember that your results were not bad as well. You were even on the news at that time. How does it compare to Yaoyao?”

Luo Xingguang’s expression instantly collapsed.

He forced a smile and said, “Mr. Pan, can we not compare?”

Pan Shiyu smiled evilly. “Since you’ve said so, I don’t think we can compare.”

“Mr. Pan, she has long jumped out of the realm of ordinary people. She has become a god of learning.” Luo Xingguang rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly. He wasn’t a talkative person, but he had a good relationship with Pan Shiyu. He could be considered an old friend, “To tell you the truth, the first time I met her, I was ruthlessly slapped in the face.”

Then, Luo Xingguang told Pan Shiyu about the blunder that happened during the filming in Liyang.

“Whoa—” Pan Shiyu was surprised. “At that time, I remember that Yaoyao was in her third year of high school, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then, the internet said that she single-handedly got all her classmates into university. Is that true?”

Luo Xingguang spread his hands and looked at Song Yaoyao. “Although I don’t want to admit it, it’s true.”

Song Yaoyao was a famous figure in Liyang.

Class 3-3’s ranking was like a rocket. If one was careless, they would quickly be overtaken and they wouldn’t be able to catch up.

“That’s great.”

Pan Shiyu sighed. “How proud her parents must be.”

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His tone was filled with envy.

Luo Xingguang looked at him and smiled without saying anything.

The following topics were not something that could be discussed in front of the camera. Fortunately, Pan Shiyu was a big shot; the program team did not dare to randomly edit and distort the meaning of his words.

There was a small bookshelf in the dining room. On it were some world-famous novels.

White steam rose from the hot tea on the small stove. Outside the window, it was drizzling.





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