Chapter 672 The Second Wave of Face Slaps

Who knew that student was actually - Qiao Nian!

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It took Wei Ling a long time to find her own voice, the muscles on Yi's face twitched fiercely, and she forced a smile, which was uglier than crying: "Professor Cheng Wu, you said that she is the first student of your Qing University joint entrance examination. One? Did I make a mistake? Why didn't I hear about it before..."

She always thought that Qiao Nian was not admitted to Qingda University!

Because Qiao Nian never told Shen Jingyan that he was admitted to Qingda University from beginning to end, unlike Qiao Yan who immediately called them to announce the good news as soon as he got the results.

She automatically decided that Qiao Nian did not pass the exam.

So Qiao Nian passed the exam? Or number one?

Wei Ling only felt that the world was spinning, it was absurd!

Wei Ying and her are very strict about Wei Qi's affairs. Everyone only knows that the young master of the Wei family has made trouble again, but they don't know the inside story.

I don't even know that Wei Qi's three-year sentence has something to do with Qiao Nian.

He heard this and smiled, with the intention to please Nie Mi: "You didn't hear that it's normal, this time the school didn't publish the results as early as in previous years, and only published the transcripts of this joint entrance examination on the school's intranet in the early hours of last night. , the results can only be found within the colleges and universities, and they will not be officially disclosed to the public until tomorrow.”

"Didn't you ask me at the airport who was the student who was looted by colleges and universities across the country? I didn't tell you at the time, I'll tell you tomorrow, that's what I meant."

"..." Wei Ling was speechless. If she knew that the person Cheng Wu was talking about was Qiao Nian, she would rather be ignorant for the rest of her life than be embarrassed and slapped in the face at this moment.

He didn't realize that Wei Ling's face was not very good, and continued: "Qiao Nian is not only the first place in our Qingda university entrance examination, but also a closed disciple of Nie Lao. She was a Konghou at Lao Nie's birthday party a few days ago. The playing video was put on the Internet, and it is still on the hot search. You guys are all around town! You have good grades, and Qiao Nian's grades are even better!"

The grades of anger and anger are good, but Qiao Nian's grades are even better!

These words were like a loud slap in the face of everyone in the Qiao family, especially Wei Ling and Qiao Yan, whose faces were burning with pain.

In addition to the pain in her face, Qiao Yan's face was pale and bloodless, and her whole body trembled. If she hadn't pinched her palms tightly, she would have collapsed to the ground in this strangely awkward atmosphere. Even so, she didn't have the courage to see Wei Ling's reaction.

Qiao Nian listened to him rhetorically talking about the results of the college entrance examination, raised his eyes, glanced at the group of people in front of him with a cold expression, and said to Nie Mi, "I'm hungry, let's go and eat."

Nie Mi also doesn't like socializing with people he doesn't know, and he doesn't need to be in a relationship with people he doesn't know well. As soon as Qiao Nian said it, he immediately nodded: "Okay, let's go in."

He just wanted to ask the principal of Qing University if he wanted to join them, or if he wanted to eat with Cheng Wu and them.

Seeing Cheng Wu's natural invitation: "Old Nie, are you eating here too? It's such a coincidence, so do we. Shall we go together?"

Nie Mi frowned.

Cheng Wu always remembered that Wei Ling had told him that he wanted to invite Principal Liang to dinner, but now that everyone met, he didn't think much about it, and said, "President Wei has reserved a private room, and we haven't been there yet. Principal, Elder Nie, or else Together, there are a lot of people, let's have a lively meal."

He also turned his head and asked Wei Ling, "Right, President Wei?"

"..." Wei Ling's scalp tightened when he looked at it, her cheeks were slightly hot, and her throat was stuck like a fishbone, like a sting in her throat!