Chapter 842: Old Ye who drank a cup of tea for a few minutes
The reporter was so incompetent that he kept blocking the girl, and even pointed the microphone in front of the girl, as if she would not give up until she answered.
The girl seemed to be impatient because of the blockage, so she raised her head and replied with a number in a leisurely manner.
Ye Lan looked at the girl on TV who said 250 with a carefree look. She couldn't help but chuckle, stood up and said with a smile: "It's really Nian Nian's style. I don't know how she did in the exam this time. I'm afraid it will affect her performance."
I didn’t dare to call her.”
She was wearing a blue shirt and a suit vest outside, looking heroic. She raised her eyebrows heroically, but her eyes were gentle: "The exam is finally over now. I'll find time to call her later and see how she did in the exam."
Sample."
There is a cup of tea in front of Mr. Ye. The blue and white porcelain glaze is white and filled with fresh new tea. The tea leaves rise and fall in the cup, as beautiful as a landscape painting.
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, then put down the cup, glanced sideways at the speaker, and said lightly: "Are you busy now?"
"No." Ye Lan thought for a while: "I have nothing to do now, but I have to attend a dinner party later. The first birthday party for Lao Yang's daughter. Our two families are close friends, and you don't have time to go. I will definitely go there on behalf of my family."
She was talking about Jingshi Yangting.
It just deals with education.
Mr. Ye raised his eyes, looked at her suddenly, and said with dissatisfaction: "Since you have something to do later and you are fine now, why don't you call and ask now?"
Ye Lan: "..."
"I know, I'll call now. Can I call now?" She rubbed her forehead helplessly, went back to the sofa to find her bag, took out her mobile phone from the bag, found Qiao Nian's phone number, and dialed
past.
Make a phone call.
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of an old man on the sofa who looked like he was sitting there drinking tea with his arms straight up, but actually his ears were straight up.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he pressed the loudspeaker button without leaving a trace, so as to avoid the discomfort of his old man eavesdropping.
"beep."
The phone was connected with just one ring.
The girl's voice came from the other end, quite dry but polite.
"Aunt Ye, is something wrong?"
When Ye Lan heard her voice, Yinglang's facial features softened, and she glanced at her old man again. It seemed that he had been holding the cup of tea for several minutes, and he hadn't even taken a sip or put it down.
Tsk~ What a sin!
"Aunt Ye?" The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, as if she hadn't slept well, but she was very patient and called her again.
When Ye Lan came back to her senses, she couldn't help but laugh, and asked her gently: "Nian Nian, are you finished with the college entrance examination? How was your exam?"
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On the other side of the phone, Qiao Nian was sitting in the passenger seat, leaning on the edge of the window with her fair elbows, blowing in the wind, squinting her brows, and seemed to have a good temper: "Not bad."
She was quite sincere: "Above 735, the remaining 15 points depends on luck."
After all, points may be deducted from the college entrance examination essay.
For other scores, there is a possibility that she did not sleep well and missed the questions.
She was just too 'sincere', so 'sincere' that Ye Lan and Mr. Ye over there couldn't answer the conversation for a long time.
Well, they ask others how they did on the exam, and they tell you that if you are lucky, you will get a perfect score, and if you are not lucky, you will get a 98. What can you say?
Ye Wangchuan is driving.
He was the one to pick up people today. Jiang Li had a magazine that he had to shoot, and Gu San was sent to Beijing to handle the follow-up matters for the Zhou family.
He had one hand on the steering wheel and was waiting for the traffic light.