The Foolish Gong was Reborn

Chapter 39: The world is destroyed, I don't like you either (one more)

The college entrance examination is approaching day by day, and Xie Chongxing is becoming more and more strict with Qin Zhongyue. After the results of the test again, Qin Zhongyue has been able to get 600% in the test.

Such progress was a fantasy for the original Qin Zhongyue.

But with such a score, it is still very difficult to distance from Qingbei.

There are still less than 20 days, and it seems that no matter what, the remaining 70 points cannot be filled in this short period of time.

Zhong Yiming is right, the greater the room for improvement in the foundation gap, but the more difficult it is to go up.

Qin Zhongyue himself was a little worried, but Xie Chongxing was not nervous at all, and he comforted him by saying, "Even if we can't catch up in a short time, we can still take advantage of opportunities."

Qin Zhongyue asked, "What do you mean?"

Xie Chongxing said: "If you bet on the question, if you bet on it, then you can get a score of 600 in the college entrance examination, and you can take a few more points in the college entrance examination."

Qin Zhongyue saw that he was not nervous, but he was the only one so nervous, and couldn't help but wonder.

When did you take the examination of Qingbei as a must?

Hey, for the sake of Xie Chongxing, he has to fight for it no matter what.

Qin Xiangqian called him in the evening, and after he asked Xie Chongxing, he answered.

Qin Xiangqian was not worried about not being nervous about his son's college entrance examination. After all, it was just like that. There was nothing to worry about, but after his son said that he wanted to take the Qingbei entrance examination, Qin Xiangqian became concerned instead.

He first cared about Qin Zhongyue's life, and when he heard that he could only sleep for six hours a day, he laughed and said, "Isn't this not bad, it's okay to sleep less at a young age, your dad and I only need one day. Eight hours of sleep."

Qin Zhongyue thought of his hair loss, so he warned in a less euphemistic manner: "Dad, stay up late, stay up late and lose your hair."

Qin Xiangqian was indifferent. He is still a handsome middle-aged man in his prime, and he is not afraid of hair loss. "Don't curse me."

Qin Zhongyue thought about it for a while, but he didn't know what to say to Qin Xiangqian. He felt flustered after talking on the phone for a while now, and felt that it was a waste of time.

Qin Xiangqian said, "You work hard. If you get admitted to Qingbei, Dad will buy you an island, and then you will bring your classmates to play."

Qin Zhongyue didn't care much about this. Even if he didn't get admitted to Qingbei, his eighteenth birthday present was a small island surrounded by greenery. What he cared about was another thing. He coughed and said in a low voice: "Dad, don't tell me about the fact that I am going to be admitted to Qingbei, or it will be shameful for me to fail the test."

Qin Xiangqian also lowered his voice and whispered: "Don't worry, I know you are hanging, so I didn't say it at the beginning."

Qin Zhongyue: "..."

You don't trust him so much, do you?

Qin Zhongyue couldn't help but say: "Actually, I can still talk. You tell my uncle and the others that I can get 600 grades now. Anyway, it's not a problem to get into a famous university by myself."

Qin Xiangqian replied, "Don't be so troublesome. If you pass the test directly, wouldn't it surprise them?"

The father and son simultaneously imagined the pictures of those relatives admiring them, and a satisfied smile appeared on their faces.