I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

However, after a week, there is still no feedback.

Song Wanqiu could only bring Rong Si to the Admissions Office again and found the staff member, "Hello, we filled out the review application form last week, have you checked the scores?"

The staff looked at her pretty face, coughed lightly and said, "I found it..."

Song Wanqiu stared at him closely, and immediately asked, "How is it? My son doesn't have that score, right?"

The staff frowned, "What are you thinking? Your son, Rong Si, right? The scores are still the same, and there are no mistakes. Now basically all the papers are graded by computer, and the error rate is very low, so low that it is almost impossible to make mistakes. If it is a human being to mark the papers, there is a great possibility of mistakes.”

"..." Song Wanqiu was stunned again.

How could it be, how could it be wrong!

Could it be that Ah Si really only got that score?

Did he fail?

However, since childhood, he has never failed in performance. In the three years of high school, he had been getting low scores in the test. He told her that it was the principal who told him not to be too public and to control his scores, so he deliberately scored such a low score.

But every day when he came back from school, he would study seriously, doing a set of papers, all aimed at the top scorer in the college entrance examination. No matter how hard he tried, he would fail, and he wouldn't believe it if he killed her.

Rong Si didn't speak, his black eyes stared at the staff member, his fingers tightly clenched by his side.

The staff was a little nervous when he saw him, and they were a little guilty at first, and now they are even more uncomfortable.

I don't know what's going on, but the boy's eyes are cold, as if he has no emotion.

Being looked at by him like this made him feel like he was thrown into the ice cellar, and he was surrounded by chills. And besides being cold, his eyes are so deep, as if he can see everything.

It made him uncomfortable.

The staff can only order the expulsion, "Okay, okay, the result is out, you should accept the reality, go back, don't worry about it. Either go back and choose two better books, or retake the exam. Anyway, your son is still old. I’m young, I’m not even 18 years old, it doesn’t matter if I study for another year.”

"It doesn't matter?! Why do you say it doesn't matter, is this what you have the final say?!" Song Wanqiu's emotions suddenly became agitated, her eyes were red because of the extreme anger.

He will repeat one year so lightly, he has never thought about what a year means to a person, life is so short, how many years can be wasted?

Also, how hard the repeater is, how much pressure is there, can he understand it?

"I know best how my son's grades are and how he studied. Even if you say that the grades are fine, I still don't believe it, unless I see the test paper with my own eyes!"

"Also, it's best that you tell the truth. If you let me know that you're making a fool of yourself, even if I try my best, I won't give up!"

Song Wanqiu made a loud noise, and the thin and slender figure seemed so powerful at this moment.

The staff didn't expect her to get angry, her eyes were so firm that he was horrified, as if she was really going to fight him, and hurriedly said: "Why am I playing a ghost, that's against the law, should I go to jail? Would I do something stupid like that?"

"Also, your son got that kind of score, don't believe it. There are many people who have failed the college entrance examination. Everyone thinks that they are so good. In fact, that's what they are. So don't overestimate yourself."