"Sister Wan, are your grades satisfactory? We didn't drag you down, did we?"
After recovering from the excitement, some fans discovered that they seemed to have forgotten something.
Soon, someone with a quick mind reacted and asked.
"its me……"
Ye Wan responded casually: "It's okay."
Uh... okay?
Does that mean you are not satisfied?
Fans were a little panicked.
They knew very well how much Sister Wan had paid this month.
It is broadcast live almost around the clock, while cramming in the knowledge points of three years of high school, and at the same time solving the questions one after another.
According to Ye Wan, if the foundation is not good, don't even think about raising it higher. The foundation must be laid down first.
Not to mention anything else, there are thousands of people in the "Sister Wan will take you flying" college entrance examination group who ask endless mock questions every day.
Ye Wan would not only answer their questions, but also tell them which chapters and pages of the book to read, and then give them a number of similar questions for them to answer.
Each of them only had a few questions, and they worked through it every day. After finishing the questions, they punched in and they were done.
But Ye Wan still had to check and accept their punch-in results one by one, and then give targeted replies.
One-on-one private customization is nothing more than that.
And Ye Wan personally ordered thousands of them.
Everyone only has 24 hours a day.
In addition to answering questions, they also had to eat and sleep, but what about Ye Wan?
In the live broadcast room, she is there.
She was also in the college entrance examination group.
They fell asleep and she was still there.
In an instant, a deeply touching scene appeared in front of countless fans.
Under the dim desk lamp, Ye Wan, who had gray temples and wore black-rimmed glasses, was looking at the computer to check the punch-in content one after another.
Sometimes he nodded happily, sometimes he frowned and sighed.
Then, flip through the book to find the wrong question, and mark the content chapter and the question to be answered in the check-in reply.
After everything was finished, she took off her glasses, straightened her rickety back, and stretched out comfortably.
Looking back again, the clock on the wall showed that it was almost dawn.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Wan, it's all our fault..."
"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Wan!"
"Sister Wan, how many points did you get in the exam? You weren't dragged down too much by us, were you?"
"Yes, yes, if you are implicated and do not do well in the exam, it will be too late even if we die to apologize!"
…
Amidst countless barrage, Ye Wan came back to his senses and smiled, "743, there is no need to die to apologize!"
???
!!!
The tears that had just filled his eyes were instantly put back. The question marks floating on the screen were mixed with exclamation points. The fans exploded!
"Sister Wan, please forgive me for my tears! Ah ah ah, I'm so stupid, I shed tears because I was worried that she would not do well in the exam? I despise myself..."
"743, let alone the local area, even if you put it nationwide, this is a really high score!"
"I have a reasonable suspicion that Sister Wan will be the top scholar in science in China this year!"
"Seconded!"
"Are we paying attention to a god or a monster? Not only is he good-looking, but he also has a lot of talent. He may also be the top scorer in science this year... Oh, oh, oh, mom no longer has to worry about me being a bad student!
"
"What kind of science champion?"
Ye Wan blinked in confusion and retorted, "I passed the liberal arts exam, okay?"
???
!!!
Liberal Arts,743?
Has anyone ever heard of a liberal arts score higher than 720?
For the Wenzong paper, let alone 290, a score of 260 is considered a high score.
"Sister Wan, how many scores did you take in the liberal arts comprehensive examination?"
Someone asked a weak question.
"295."
Ye Wan replied without raising his head.
Fans: "..."
Sorry to bother you!
The world of top academics is not something we poor academics can understand.