Chapter 842 Ye Lao Who Drinks a Cup of Tea for a Few Minutes

The reporter had no eyesight and kept blocking others, and even put the microphone in front of the girl, as if he would not give up without answering.

The girl seemed impatient to be blocked, so she raised her head and returned a number unhurriedly.

Ye Lan looked at the girl on TV who said 250 with her brows and eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle, got up and said with a smile: "It's really Nian Nian's style, I don't know how she did in the test this time, I'm afraid it will affect her performance. Don't dare to call her."

She was wearing a blue shirt with a suit and vest over it. She looked heroic, raised her eyebrows in a heroic manner, but her eyes were gentle: "The exam is finally over, I'll find time to call her and ask her to see how she did in the exam. Sample."

In front of Mr. Ye, there is a cup of tea. The blue-and-white porcelain glaze is white and fresh tea is filled with lustrous new tea. The tea leaves rise and fall in the cup, which is beautiful like a landscape painting.

His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, put down the cup, glanced sideways at the person who was speaking, and said lightly, "What are you doing now?"

"No." Ye Lan thought for a while: "It's fine now, but I'm going to a dinner party in a while, Lao Yang's daughter's birthday banquet, our two are best friends, you don't have time to go, I will definitely go on behalf of the family."

She was talking about the Yang Hall of Beijing City.

Just in charge of education.

Mr. Ye raised his eyes, suddenly looked at her, and said dissatisfiedly, "Since you have something to do later, and it's all right now, why don't you call and ask now?"

Ye Lan: "..."

"I see, I'll call now, I'll call now." She rubbed her forehead helplessly, went back to the sofa to find her bag, then dug out her mobile phone from the bag, dug out Qiao Nian's phone number, and dialed past.

Call over.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the old man sitting on the sofa drinking tea, who seemed to be holding it loose, but actually pricked up his ears.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he pressed the amplifying key without a trace, to save his old man from being so uncomfortable overhearing.

"beep."

The phone rang with just one ring.

The girl's voice came from the other side, dry but polite.

"Aunt Ye, is something wrong?"

Ye Lan heard her voice, Yinglang's facial features softened, and glanced at his old man again, the cup of tea in his hand seemed to have been served for a few minutes, and he didn't take a sip or put it down.

tsk ~ sin oh!

"Aunt Ye?" The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, as if she hadn't slept well, but she was patient and called her again.

Ye Lan couldn't help laughing when she came back to her senses, and asked her gently, "Niannian, the college entrance examination is over? How was the test?"

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On the other side of the phone, Qiao Nian was sitting on the co-pilot, with his fair elbows propped against the edge of the window, blowing in the wind and his eyebrows, looking good-tempered: "It's okay."

She was quite sincere: "Above 735, the remaining 15 points depends on luck."

After all, the college entrance examination composition may deduct points.

For the other points, there is also the possibility that she did not sleep well and missed the question.

She was just too 'sincere', Ye Lan and Mr. Ye who were 'sincere' over there couldn't speak for a long time.

Well, they ask others how they are doing in the test, and they tell you that if you are lucky, you get a perfect score. If you are unlucky, you get 98.

Ye Wangchuan was driving.

Today, he came to pick up people. Jiang Li had a magazine that he had to shoot, and Gu San was sent to Beijing to deal with the follow-up matters of the Zhou family.

With one hand on the steering wheel, he was waiting for a traffic light.