Qingmei is no match for the sky. Why are you crying when I leave?

"Fuck off! I don't do it! For the photo, you have to calm down your dad!

Wen Hao replied with a message from Li Ziyang, and the fate of the good brother changed since then.

No more excavators.

At this time, Wen Ya, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, was holding a throw pillow, wearing hot pants, and sitting cross-legged with bare feet.

She was worrying about which university Wen Hao should go to.

Just now, the admissions office of Qingda called, as long as Wen Hao goes to their school, he will guarantee graduate students, and 40,000 yuan scholarship per year.

The conditions given by the Northern Xinjiang University are 50,000 scholarships a year, guaranteed graduate students....

The conditions offered by Zhejiang University are even more attractive, with a scholarship of 80,000 yuan a year, and the guarantee of graduate students....

While the siblings were discussing, Wen Hao's PHS rang again, it was the phone of the Qingda Admissions Office, and he turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey."

"Student Wen Hao, I am the admissions office teacher of Qingda University, how did you think about what happened just now?"

"I'm thinking about it."

"Did Northern Xinjiang also call you? What conditions do they give you?

"Uh... You are really well-informed, and they give an extra 10,000 scholarships.

"Our school should rank higher than Beijiang University, and what conditions Beijiang University gives you, we will give you what conditions."

In the global university rankings, Qingda University is indeed higher than Northern Xinjiang University.

Now the same conditions are given.

It's tempting indeed.

However, as a reborn, Wen Hao does not worry about making money.

He said lightly: "I'll think about it first, don't keep calling me." At

this time, Beijiang University called Wen Hao all the time, and I could guess that it must be other schools doing Wen Hao's work.

They found the gentle phone again, and the gentle turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey, hello."

"Hello, is it Wen Hao's sister? I am a teacher of the Northern Xinjiang University Admissions Office, how did you think about what happened just now? "

Still thinking about it."

"It doesn't matter, what conditions Qingda gives you, most of us in Northern Xinjiang are higher than them!"

Wen Hao's PHS was also turned on hands-free, and this was heard by the teacher of Qingda, and the two sides sprayed each other.

For the sake of a student, who has a little bit of the demeanor of a teacher of a higher education institution, like a woman quarreling in a vegetable market.

"Why are you Northern Xinjiang University so unkind, digging our corners behind your back?"

"You guys are no better, we got Wen Hao's results first."

"Get it first and it's yours! Tell you, this student we will do whatever it takes!

"Hey! Less come to this set, you Qingda has strength, and our Northern Xinjiang University is not vegetarian! For this national science champion, we will fight with you to the end! "

National Science Champion?

Wen Ya looked at Wen Hao, and her shocked little mouth could be stuffed with an egg.

Wen Hao was calm and calm.

"How many points did you score in the national science exam?"

Hearing the gentle voice, the noisy teacher on the phone immediately stopped arguing, replaced it with a gentle tone, and said:

"750 points."

Hearing the score of 750, Wen Ya was unable to calm down, threw away the pillow and jumped on the sofa.

What is this concept?

The full score is 750 points, and the test is 750 points, even the language is a full score.

With such a strong achievement, I am afraid that there has been nothing since the founding of the People's Republic of China, right?

After the exam, when her brother said that she scored more than 740, she also asked her brother not to brag, and now it seems that her brother said that 740 points is conservative.

It's already very low-key.

After calming her excitement a little, Wen Ya picked up her mobile phone and hung up the phone of the admissions offices of Qingda and Northern Xinjiang University at the same time.

Looking at Wen Hao and saying:

"With such a high score, it's not up to us to decide which school to go to, why do you listen to them arguing and arguing?"

"Go brother, sister take two days off and take you out to play!" Say, where do you want to go? Looking

at his sister's happy appearance, Wen Hao's heart was more comfortable than ever.

In my previous life, on the day I came out of my grades, my sister cried at that time.

Blame yourself for not taking care of him.

However, my sister did not blame him, but was afraid that he would not be able to open it, and patiently enlightened him.

If you want to repeat it, you can repeat it, and if you don't want to repeat it, choose a better specialty, and you can also specialize in the book.

However.

Wen Hao did not go to the same Pheasant University as Zhong Yuer.

Think about it now.

How disappointed my sister must be.

Just hung up the phone of Qingda and Northern Xinjiang University, then Harbin Institute of Technology and Fudan... They called one after another, but they got the news a little late.

Wen Hao politely refused one by one.

This is also expected by them, and they have an attitude of trying to win Wen Hao.

After all, there are two universities in Qingbei in front, who will choose them instead of choosing the first and second?

Wen Hao was not impressed by the favorable conditions offered by various schools.

From the day he returned from his rebirth, he had already decided which university to go to.

Northern Xinjiang is large.

In my previous life, my sister often talked about this university.

He helped his sister make this wish come true.

In addition, Chisho from his previous life was also at this university.

The day the results were announced.

With a score of 750 points, it seems that it is not only Cloud City that has caused a sensation.

Cloud City will be famous in the country because of Wen Hao at that time.

The phone rang again, showing the area code of the capital, and Wen Hao thought it was another call from the admissions office.

When I connected the phone, there was a voice that trembled with excitement, it was Teacher Liu.

Teacher Liu completed the operation and recovered well.

Qingbei's phone called the school, and Principal Xu told him the good news as soon as possible.

This time, Wen Hao also helped him make up for his regrets.

"Good boy, you really mean what you say, the teacher has no regrets in this life!"