Chapter 93

Zhen Qiong slept very comfortably. When he woke up, it was almost time for lunch. When he was about to get up, he found himself covered with his little blanket.

Don't guess, just smell the familiar smell on the blanket. Zhen Qiong immediately knows that Wen Waner covered it for him.

And at present, only Wen Waner has the right and courage to enter his office directly without knocking.

However, Wen Waner has always been very polite. She will knock on the door before entering the office. She has never exceeded half a step.

Today, it is estimated that the curtain was not pulled. Wen Waner saw Zhen Qiong sleeping on the sofa outside the office. She was afraid that Zhen Qiong would catch a cold and didn't want to wake Zhen Qiong. She quietly entered the office and covered him with a small blanket.

Zhen Qiong, who suddenly had the attack of the soul of salted fish, was not even in the mood to go out for a walk. He ordered a takeout from a hotel and dealt with it directly in the office for lunch.

After eating and drinking, Zhen Qiong rolled a small blanket on himself and fell asleep on the sofa.

He felt that after the factory was completed, he could complete the God son trial without using his brain cells to do coquettish operations.

In that case, he only needs to be a salted fish. Let the others go with nature!

But this time, Zhen Qiong couldn't sleep until work. At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door of the office.

"Please come in."

The person who came in was Sakura noghara. She saw the small blanket kneaded around Zhen Qiong and Zhen Qiong's bleary eyes. She immediately guessed that Zhen Qiong was just sleeping.

"Mr. Zhen, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

"HMM. it's all right." Zhen Qiong answered casually. It's cool to be a boss. Even if someone finds out, he won't be scolded, and the person who finds out has to apologize.

After taking two sips of mineral water on the table, Zhen Qiong asked, "what's the matter with me?"

"President Zhen, jam, they all passed the exam this time. Can they perform on the stage?" yehara Ying asked in a slightly excited tone.

She had been psychologically prepared, Gao Guoguo and them. Because of their achievements, they couldn't go on the stage this month, but the reality gave her a surprise.

Or several teachers, it is too awesome, unexpectedly raised the fruit of Gao Guo Guo a great deal.

Although the result can only be regarded as medium, it is at least qualified.

"Yeah! Did you bring the test paper? Let me see." Zhen Qiong didn't believe yehara Ying's words, but was curious about Gao Guoguo's test paper and test questions?

If the difficulty is too low, he must raise the difficulty and can't let them go on the stage easily.

Although there are hand-made factories that can continuously consume trial funds, how to say, Gao Guoguo and them were dug up by Zhen Qiong from neon.

If there is no operation, it will be a waste.

You know, he used his vacation time to "work"!

"Yes. Please have a look, Mr. Zhen."

Yehara Sakura was ready. She immediately took out a stack of test papers from her satchel and put them on the table in front of Zhen Qiong.

In his last life, Zhen Qiong was also a top student in an international famous university. Later, he was busy with his family business, so he didn't have time to take various exams. Otherwise, he was also a swordsman.

So he can see that the difficulty of the questions in this stack of papers is not low, and it is more than enough to be used as the college entrance examination papers.

Gao Guoguo's grades are not particularly high. The average score is about 95. According to the full score of 150 on a test paper, they can only be regarded as barely qualified.

But after all, they are qualified. According to the original contract, they have a chance to perform on stage.

"Well, it's very good. But the results still need to be improved. Barely qualified is not enough insurance. I hope their average score will be about 100 next time." Zhen Qiong said after putting down the test paper.

"No problem. Mr. Zhen. The main reason for this exam is that the preparation time is not long enough, otherwise their scores will certainly be higher."

If it had been in the past, she would have been worried about letting Gao Guoguo score 100 points, but now she is full of confidence.

With a professional teaching staff, the longer the preparation time, the higher their grades will be.

Zhen Qiong only thinks that Yeyuan Ying is saying good words to Gao Guoguo. However, he clearly remembers that Gao Guoguo and his whole family are gray when it comes to learning on the first day of junior high school.

To be sure, none of Gao Guoguo's five are Xueba.

Therefore, if they want to score 100 points, they must need more time and energy, and even sacrifice the time of training singing and dancing, which is exactly what Zhen Qiong wants to see.

"Also, let them practice their handwriting..." Zhen Qiong didn't know what word to use to describe Gao Guoguo's handwriting.

You say delicate! In some places, however, there is a rough and open air.

You say scribble! In some places, it is written smoothly.

Anyway, no matter how you look at it, you will feel uncomfortable, especially Zhen Qiong's own calligraphy or the level of entering the house.

Looking at Gao Guoguo's handwriting for a long time, he felt his head hurt again.

"Hi, Mr. Zhen." Sakura nohara was also a little embarrassed.

During the exam, Gao Guoguo and her classmates were very nervous. Their writing speed was fast and slow, so their handwriting was so arbitrary.

However, as long as they pay more attention to writing and relax during the exam, their handwriting will be much better.

"HMM... where do you want them to hold a public performance?" Zhen Qiong asked.

If Gao Guoguo directly asks them to go to places with low popularity and set up a stage performance, the system may not agree.

The safest way is to listen to yehara Sakura's opinions first and see if you can get any inspiration from it to facilitate the next operation.

"Mr. Zhen, in fact, there are still some deficiencies in the songs performed here, so I have an unkind request."

After arriving at Linglun 512 training base, although professional musicians were invited, no one has reached the level of great God.

After all, great songwriters and composers have signed up with major entertainment companies or royal producers of some song kings and queen singers.

These people are not short of money. They value fame more.

Therefore, even if Yeyuan Ying and Gong Meiling take out a considerable reward, they still can't invite these people to write words and music for Ling Lun 512.

The first performance on stage is very important. They don't want to perfunctory the past.

"You said." Zhen Qiong asked curiously.

"I hope you can make a song for jam."

With this sentence, yehara Sakura bowed a 90 degree bow, and the posture was very standard, as if she had been tempered, so she was worthy of being a neon man.

"I'll write a song? Why?"

Zhen Qiong has some doubts. How could Yeyuan Sakura have this idea?

Are you trying to butter up? No! If the son of God can really write words and music, she is really suspected of flattering.

But the problem is that the son of God won't! If you embarrass the boss, you'll shoot it on the horse's hoof!

"President Zhen. I've heard the music collection of the curse of the dawn. Every song in it can be called a classic. If you can do it, you will certainly make Ling Lun 512 famous!"

After listening to yehara Ying's explanation, a question mark slowly appeared in Zhen Qiong's mind.

And the sound of the system also sounded at the same time, "Oh! Is every capital a classic? This woman's musical quality is still good!"