Chapter 293

I Didn’t Scold Anyone (1)

Liang Siyu was sullen. Her face turned blue and white, and she couldn’t even laugh.

She didn’t believe it.

Qiming High School had such a high entry threshold, how could Jiang Xiaoman get an admission notice just because she said she would?

Liang Siyu took a big mouthful of water, calming down the feeling that she was about to vomit blood.

At this time, Wen Hui also sorted out her facial expressions and cautiously asked, “Xiaoman, what’s going on? The admission quota of Qiming High School is not so easy to get.”

Liang Siyu also gave her an assist, “Yes, Big Sister, there are a lot of scammers on the Internet these days, you must not be deceived. Some people have low IQ and often get deceived on the Internet. They just fall for whatever people say.”

“Uh-huh.” Jiang Xiaoman smiled and said, “Then I don’t know what grade a supposedly smart person would get on the entrance exam? Since you said that you barely passed, you should have at most one A, right? I don’t know if you did the additional geometry question for the last question. Did you?”

“How, how do you know...” Liang Siyu was stunned, not knowing what kind of expression to put on her face, and her visage turned even uglier.

“Because I did it.” Jiang Xiaoman snickered, “Let me tell you, the final answer is the root of 2.”

“This is impossible!” Liang Siyu shouted out as she stood up uncontrollably.

How was this possible? How did Jiang Xiaoman know?

In the Qiming Entrance Exam, the grading standard was indeed based on As and Bs. There were no specific scores, and those who had not taken the test would not know it. And the last additional question, Liang Siyu didn’t do it!

She only found out that the correct answer was the root of 2 after comparing answers afterwards with others.

Liang Siyu stared at Jiang Xiaoman unwillingly and wanted to say something, but was reprimanded by Wen Hui.

“Enough, Siyu! What do you always talk badly about your sister? This is a good thing. You sit down for me!” Wen Hui reprimanded with a straight face, and her heart was full of displeasure.

Although Xiaoman said that her uncle helped her handle it, which made Wen Hui lose face, this was a good thing at the end of the day. Siyu was trying to show off her superiority, and her intentions were too obvious.

Wen Hui began to quietly wipe away her tears, feeling uncomfortable but unable to express her frustration. There were mixed feelings in her heart: discomfort, depression, guilt and distress.

“Xiaoman, listen to Mom, you can tell me about anything in the future.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Xiaoman, tell Mom, what do you want now? I will prepare it for you.”

“I don’t need anything.”

Wen Hui was silent.

After a while, Jiang Xiaoman whispered, “I want to meet my grandma and uncle.”

She missed them.

Wen Hui then smiled, “Okay, Mom will arrange it.”

After she said that, she immediately went to make a phone call. She was a very prompt person, and acted quickly and resolutely.

But...

Jiang Xiaoman frowned and said, “Don’t you need to discuss with them first? Have you asked them for their opinions?”

The smile on Wen Hui’s lips froze.

She hung up the phone with great difficulty and said with a dry smile, “It’s me, it’s me who did it wrongly. Xiaoman, tell me, how can I contact them?”

“I will discuss it with them.” Jiang Xiaoman smiled.

Afterwards, she finished her meal and passed through what could be said to be a happy day.

In the bedroom, Jiang Xiaoman rolled on the bed. The system was broadcasting the movement of her neighbor in her head.