Chapter 1881： I estimate that between 70-83 young ladies

Chapter 1881 I estimate that the young lady is between 70-83

He not only thinks that Qiao Nian can't pass the exam.

He also felt that Qiao Nian would be ashamed this time.

Just like Qiao Nian running to participate in the assessment on impulse, it may be the bottom of the score.

It took 20 years for the Nanjia to participate in the assessment. The focus of everyone’s attention will definitely fall on Qiao Nian, and it will be embarrassing when the results come out...

He Lin still doesn't understand whether the Nan family is crazy, and how can someone who has no systematic learning record in this area participate in this assessment on behalf of the family.

Qiao Nian was beaten in the face.

I am afraid that the Nanjia she represents will also lose face in Independence Island.

Therefore, He Lin’s mood is actually very complicated. On the one hand, he does not recognize Qiao Nian as the direct line of the Ji family to participate in the assessment on behalf of other families. Will become them.

"The first research institute has 83 people participating in the assessment this time, and the final score of the young lady is estimated to be between 70-83."

He Lin is already very polite.

In fact, he wants to say between 80-83.

However, because Qiao Nian was the bloodline of Ji family living outside, and his status was precious, he was very considerate to raise the upper limit by 10 for Qiao Nian.

In fact, Qiao Nian estimated in his mind to be 80-83.

"Heh." Ji Lingfeng just smiled, his voice low and deep, unable to hear his emotions.

He Lin turned pale, did not dare to talk nonsense, lowered his head.

Ji Lingfeng glanced at him obliquely, with a meaningful expression in his eyes, then picked up the inkstone on the table, brushed his fingertips over the inkstone, his eyelids drooped: "Okay, you can contact her again."

He Lin raised his head, but stopped talking.

He has been blocked by two numbers, and the little lady does not reply to herself at all.

However, he did not dare to touch Ji Lingfeng's mold, and respectfully agreed: "Yes, the patriarch."

Ji Lingfeng didn't want to pay attention to him, and said faintly: "You go out."

He Lin glanced at him secretly, went out silently, and brought him the door by the way.

After He Lin went out, the man walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a photo frame from it. He lowered his eyes and looked at the smiling person in the frame. He stretched out his hand and gently brushed it over: "...Look, it's only been 20 years. People remember you."

Single words floating in the air faintly like a breeze, without a trace.

If anyone who knows Qiao Nian is here, he will definitely find that the person on the photo is somewhat similar to Qiao Nian’s eyebrows.

It's just that the facial features of the person in the photo are brighter and softer.

Not as sharp as Qiao Nian's coldness and anger, looking gentle and peaceful.

Ji Lingfeng put the photo frame back again, locked the drawer door, his face was sharp and deep, it seemed that his previous emotions were just the hallucinations of others.

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Qiao Nian didn’t know that someone had claimed the bottom three places for her. After she separated from Zhou Zhou, she had a meal outside with Ye Wangchuan and the others, and then returned to her residence.

After going back, because she wanted to read the notes Xie Tingyun gave her, she told a few people and went upstairs first.

Gu San made a cup of tea for her and sent it to her.

Qin Si and Bo Jingxing were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and nothing happened.

Qin Si pulled Bo Jingxing to play the game. Bo Jingxing didn't play, so he played it by himself. He also turned on the voice, and pulled Zhang Yang and a few people in the small circle of Beijing.

Zhang Yang asked if Miss Qiao would come.

Qin Si said that Qiao Nian has something to do and will not play for the time being.

Zhang Yang was so insightful and didn't ask, a few people started a round, and they played in full swing in the living room.

(End of this chapter)