Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual

  Chapter 148 is more likely to be beaten

  Peng Xingwen's eyes lit up. If you can finish filming other scenes before school starts, then there is no problem.

  He put down the bowl and nodded happily: "You just need to count."

  He smacked his lips and said, "I didn't see it, Lu Xiaonan, you hold grudges so much."

  Lu Nan casually corrected his mistake: "I'm a bit defensive. So don't touch my people."

  Peng Xingwen twitched the corner of his mouth.

   A little bit?

  You are so humble!

   After resting for a while, Si Ling came out again, and Lu Nan didn't hold back any more, letting this pass.

  After Peng Xingwen yelled "passed", Si Ling almost collapsed.

  She grabbed the railing for a while to stabilize, and then walked back to the lounge after her strength recovered.

   "By the way, Lu Xiaonan, is the college entrance examination results released today?" Peng Xingwen looked at the video, confirmed that there was no problem, and then called it a day.

   Lu Nan nodded and said, "There are still a few minutes."

  Peng Xingwen smiled and said, "How do you feel? It's really a test of God, brother, treat me today."

   Lu Nan took the mobile phone that Shao Xinyi handed her, and asked Peng Xingwen with a half-smile: "If I am not only admitted to the Imperial University, but also the champion, what are you going to do?"

  Peng Xingwen slapped his leg: "What's the matter? If you are really the champion, I will grant you a wish, and you can ask for whatever you want." He smiled, but it was obvious that he didn't believe it.

   It's as if he didn't pass the college entrance examination. Lu Nan stays on the set every day and never takes a book. She can become the champion, and his head can be twisted off for Lu Nan to play as a ball!

  Besides, the number one scholar can be admitted, why is she still studying art? Eating too much to hold on?

  Lu Nan didn't explain, seeing that the time was up, he took his mobile phone and slowly logged on to the webpage.

  Shao Xinyi and Gong Yan are also busy checking their scores.

  Lu Nan boarded the official website, and saw the score without any surprise: 739.

  The full score is 750, not to mention it is a liberal arts, some points will be deducted for written answers in the end, and the full score does not exist.

   But 739. With just eleven dropped, the world might be a little bit magical.

  Peng Xingwen poked his head to see how much Lu Nan had taken.

The score line required by the Art Department of Imperial University is usually around 450 points. He thinks that Lu Nan can get 500 points in the exam is the best. After all, he can see it these days. Lu Nan's memory is very good. This is very advantageous.

   After entering the Imperial University, he told Lu Nan that there should be no big problem.

   However, when he saw the score, he suspected that his eyes might be blurred.

  He sat back and clapped his palms to Lu Nan: "Show me."

   Lu Nan threw the phone to him.

  He lowered his head and took a serious look, waited a while, and took another look.

  739.

  Still motionless, unchanged.

  He glanced at the scores behind his eyes.

   Chinese: 147. Mathematics: 150. English: 150. Literature: 292.

  Peng Xingwen felt that he was basically blind, blinded by a flash.

  Show!

  How do those who study hard and get dumped by Lu Nan by fifty or sixty points in the end? ?

  And if he remembers correctly, Lu Nan is still a skipper.

   Then he wanted to go back a few minutes ago and cover his mouth, what the **** is wrong with his mouth?

He looked up at Lu Nan, raised his mobile phone and shook it in front of her, and said with grief and indignation: "Come on, tell me, what's wrong with your brain? Can't you be a good person? Can we still be good friends if you do this?" ?what?"

At the beginning, he also did well in the exam. He always thought that he was pretty awesome. Now compared with Lu Nan, he is really a good student who listens to the class well. The score of the exam is put in front of her. Dregs.

   They are all champions, and his score in science is not as high as that in liberal arts, which is a full ten points away!

   Sure enough, even the top picks have their own differences!

  He threw the phone to Lu Nan, not wanting to talk to this non-human anymore.

  He turned his head to look at Gong Yan and Shao Xinyi, and asked them, "How about you? Did you find out?" He knew that these two were Lu Nan's classmates, and they took the college entrance examination together.

  Shao Xin said excitedly: "I got 607 points in the test!"

  Peng Xingwen finally had some comfort in his heart, not all of them are perverted like Lu Nan. He said to Shao Xinyi: "The test is pretty good, and the third military academy is stable." The score line of the third military academy generally fluctuates at 580, and rarely passes six hundred. And listening to the rumors on the Internet, this year's college entrance examination is more difficult than previous ones, and the score line should be lowered.

  Gong Yan also said that she scored more than 400 points in the test, and she was unremarkable before the first two high scores, but it was enough to get into an art school.

  Que Ze also called soon.

  He walked aside, his voice subconsciously slowed down: "Is the score out?"

  Lu Nan leaned on the recliner and replied lazily: "Well, it's out, 739."

   Que Ze laughed. He hadn't stayed in school for a long time, and his studies were poor. He never cared about it before. Now that he heard the little girl say how many points he got in the test, he was rarely interested in the score, and he was a little proud of it.

   "You did well in the exam. Do you want any rewards?" He smiled like coaxing a child.

   Lu Nan was still lazy, smiled, and said, "It's all right. How about the painting I gave you?"

   When Que Ze heard Lu Nan's casual question, he was taken aback for a moment, then froze for a while without replying.

  He thought of a possibility.

  Suddenly felt a little guilty.

  Seeing that the other party was silent, Lu Nan lowered his eyes, squinted, and asked, "Did you receive it? Lost it?"

  The few people who came out with Que Ze lay on the window of the car, watching their heads get out of the car to call someone, and heard the gentle tone of their heads.

   Tut! There is a situation!

   One or two immediately raised their ears to listen to what they were saying.

   It's just that the voice is so low that I can't hear it clearly.

  Then they saw that they had never been afraid of anyone whose head suddenly tensed up, as if they were very nervous, and they were a little inexplicably afraid.

  They looked at each other strangely: What's the situation?

   Que Ze coughed, cleared his throat, and replied: "No, I'm outside now, I don't know yet, I'll go back and look right away."

  Lu Nan: "Heh."

   Doesn't she know what kind of dog-tempered Que Ze is? Eighty percent of them are intended to be thrown away.

  Que Ze touched his nose and explained in a low voice: "no, I didn't know you gave it to me. I really didn't lose it. I was outside and Lei Cheng took it."

  Lu Nan didn't care, the painting couldn't be broken anyway.

   Que Ze asked: "Why didn't you write your name? If you had written your name, I would have picked it up in person early in the morning."

   Lu Nan said lightly: "It's nothing, I'm too lazy to write, and it's easy to be picked up by others."

  The two chatted for a while, and when the set was over, Lu Nan hung up the phone and went back to the hotel.

  After Que Ze hung up the phone, the first thing he did was to call Lei Cheng. He was in a very bad mood and the air pressure was extremely low: "I asked you to check the sender, why didn't you tell me that it was Nan Nan?"

  Lei Cheng: "..." Can he say that he was interrupted by something after finding out, and accidentally forgot?

  I can’t, I said that I feel more likely to be hit on the head...

  (end of this chapter)