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Chapter 135 Two years later

June 21, 2024, 8 pm.

Song Ming family.

"Okay! OK!!! OK!!!"

"I am really worthy of being my genius son. I'm so fond of my mother!!"

After seeing Song Ming's college entrance examination results, Song Pingguo and Wang Fengqin were both excited. At that time, their daughter was very successful in the college entrance examination and was admitted to the world-famous university like Goddess University in one fell swoop, which made the couple very proud. But who would have thought that the final score of his son's college entrance examination is much better than his sister's? Seeing the terrifying score close to full marks, Wang Fengqin, as a teacher, was both surprised and happy. She held her tall son and kissed her several times, and then happily called her relatives and friends to report the good news.

Seeing this, Song Ming smiled with relief. The reason why he tried his best during the college entrance examination was to make his parents happy!

Speaking of which, these two years have been the biggest changes in the Song and Ming dynasties. The most intuitive manifestation is height. Although Song Ming had just celebrated his sixteenth birthday, his height has grown to 1.78 meters. Moreover, because Song Ming is mentally older, no one would think that he is only sixteen years old on the surface, and he should be a young man over 20 years old.

Seeing that my mother kept calling her relatives and friends to report good news, Song Ming thought about it and took out his cell phone, preparing to call Sister Qin, the beautiful head teacher. After all, if she hadn't been persistent in giving him some English tutoring for the past three years, then it would have been a dream for him to get the results he had in the college entrance examination.

However, as soon as she took her cell phone to call out Sister Qin's number, the phone suddenly rang. It seemed that the name of the caller ID was Sister Qin, and Song Ming couldn't help but feel a little moved. It seemed that Sister Qin was extremely concerned about his college entrance examination results, otherwise she would not have called her phone as soon as she came out.

Sure enough, when Song Ming answered the phone, the first thing he said was to ask Song Ming’s college entrance examination results-

"Song Ming, the college entrance examination results have come out. What is your total score?" Qin Bing asked impatiently.

"Just I was deducted two points from the literary circle!!" Song Ming laughed.

"What?" Qin Bing on the other end of the phone paused suddenly, then immediately reacted and shouted: "748 points? Song Ming, I heard it right? Are you saying that your total score is 748 points?"

"Hehe, yes, Sister Qin!!" Song Ming chuckled.

"Okay, it's so great!! 748 points, Song Ming, you can even get full marks in the college entrance examination composition. It's so perverted!!" Qin Bing was so excited that he dared to say anything.

"That's all, Sister Qin, you taught well. If you hadn't helped me with English for the past three years, no matter how good I did in other subjects, I wouldn't have the results in this exam!!" Song Ming said with a modest smile.

"After all you have a little conscience, my three years of hard work have not been in vain. It is a foregone conclusion that you have been elected as the top scorer of the provincial liberal arts, and it is guaranteed to be the most valuable class!!" Qin Bing smiled excitedly.

"Haha!" Song Ming smiled calmly, then changed his tone and said, "Sister Qin, I want to treat you to dinner tomorrow. Thank you for your care for me over the past three years!!"

"No problem, then I'll contact you tomorrow. I'll call other students to see how they're doing!!"

"Yeah, OK, bye bye!!"

"Bye-Bye!!"

After hanging up the phone number of the beautiful head teacher, Song Ming answered several more calls one after another, such as Sister Feifei, Tang Xiaoqiang, Bu Xizao, etc., who were close to each other, called to ask about Song Ming's grades. After learning about Song Ming's abnormal grades, they were all stunned and could not speak for a long time.

Especially Tang Xiaoqiang, she scored 717 points, and in previous years she was able to become the top scorer in the provincial liberal arts. As a result, Song Ming's score was 31 points higher than her. This made Tang Xiaoqiang speechless and had to admire the pervert of this deskmate.

Seeing that Song Ming had finished calling, Song Pingguo finally found an opportunity to speak. He glanced at his wife who was still talking to his colleagues, then turned to his son and said, "Ming, since you just said that you would invite your head teacher to dinner tomorrow, then just invite a few more people and invite your teachers together, and then you, a few aunts, uncles and others, all of them will be called to open two tables to celebrate together!!"

"Haha, okay, let's celebrate!!" Although Song Ming didn't want to be too arrogant, he, a son, was not disappointed when he saw that his parents were so interested. He was doing his best to get the college entrance examination to make his parents happy. Since they wanted to celebrate, let them go.

Wang Fengqin heard the celebration words and hurriedly ended the call with her colleagues, and then joined in to discuss the specific matters of the celebration.

That night, when the college entrance examination results came out, many families in the entire western Guizhou Province were excited and cheering. However, more families shook their heads and sighed. They hoped that their children would become dragons and girls would become phoenixes. As parents, they naturally hoped that their women would be successful. The college entrance examination enjoyed the reputation of one exam for life, and the importance of the college entrance examination was self-evident. Therefore, parents with good children's college entrance examination results were naturally very excited, while parents with poor children naturally sighed.

Although good grades in the college entrance examination do not mean that you will have a future future, nor does it mean that you will have no future in the future if you have a poor grades in the college entrance examination. But no matter what, people who get into key universities are generally better than those who can't get into the exam, which is beyond doubt.

...

After completing the celebration of tomorrow's treat, Song Ming went back to his room to start the computer, log in to QQ and website.

The previous book "Piano, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting" was completed a year and a half ago. Now it is written in Oriental Fantasy "Never Say the Failure", which is coming to an end. It is estimated that it will be completed in two months after writing it.

Didi!!

Song Ming glanced at QQ and found that it was the editor-in-chief Xiaoyu who sent him a message in the afternoon.

When his "Piano, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting" was about to be completed, the editor-in-chief Xiaoyu was finally successfully promoted to editor-in-chief after so many years of hard work. Although after Xiaoyu was promoted to editor-in-chief, another editor-in-chief was sent to Song Ming, Song Ming had been used to communicating with Xiaoyu for so long, so even though Xiaoyu was promoted to editor-in-chief, he still served as Song Ming's editor-in-chief part-time.

Editor-in-chief Xiaoyu: Lanling, the official invitation to attend the annual meeting is from June 25 to 30.

Seeing this message from editor-in-chief Xiaoyu, Song Ming couldn't help but smile. The official held an annual meeting on the 25th of this month, and today it is already the 21st. Editor-in-chief Xiaoyu has only left a message to tell him that he obviously doesn't think he will attend. In fact, it's no wonder that editor-in-chief Xiaoyu thought so for seven or eight years. Since Song Ming's debut work "The Promotion of the Ming Dynasty" was released until now, it has been seven or eight years. Every year, people will actively invite him to attend the annual meeting, but unfortunately, Song Ming has been absent. After so many years, who would still think he will attend? The reason why he invites him to notify him every year is just to fulfill his obligations.

However, how could Song Ming do things that others can guess?

It’s time to see the annual meeting!!!

ps: Thank you for your 1000 rewards for chasing this book. Thank you for your large rewards. Thank you for your ☆合合合↘You, fate is a reward for you.

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