Zhang Chengyong didn't fear Qiao Ying scoring perfect marks, he feared Qiao Ying being able to control the scores.
Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Chengyong was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Old man, I just like your personality."
If it were someone else, Zhang Chengyong would have poked at their forehead with his finger and lectured: arrogant, presumptuous, recklessly bold.
But this was Qiao Ying.
She had the credentials.
Hearing Zhang Chengyong say he would give her a house, Qiao Ying didn't refuse either.
She would be staying in the Capital City for at least four years, having a house would make it convenient for her to take care of things, not to mention this was what she deserved.
But hearing he wanted her to enter the medical school, Qiao Ying refused.
Zhang Chengyong told her to consider it slowly, no rush, whether she entered the medical school or not, he would still give her the house.
In addition, Zhang Chengyong also made a generous offer on behalf of Capital University, up to one million in scholarships.
After agreeing with Qiao Ying to meet at the start of the semester, Zhang Chengyong deliberately turned on the speakerphone - and so the entire admissions office courtyard heard it.
The admissions staff secretly found it absurd, while Zhang Chengyong was self-satisfied.
Qiao Ying tapped on the keyboard, tilted her neck, Zhang Chengyong was still talking, Qiao Ying was getting a little impatient.
So she couldn't help but shoot Qin Hanyue another glare for being nosy.
After Zhang Chengyong spoke for more than ten minutes, he finally finished speaking.
After hanging up the call, Zhang Chengyong felt like he had forgotten something.
After a while, he remembered that in his excitement earlier, he had left out one important point: wasn't Qiao Ying going away? How come she was with Qin Hanyue?
Qin Hanyue put away his phone, "Congratulations, Qiao... little junior sister."
Qiao Ying scoffed softly, "Thank you."
Qin Hanyue: Is she scoffing at him?
Qiao Ying then looked back at him and retorted, "Qin... old senior brother."
Qin Hanyue: "..."
Qin Hanyue heard it like a stab to his heart, he could only smile helplessly, thinking to himself not to care about petty things with a little girl.
Seeing Qiao Ying kept tapping on the keyboard, Qin Hanyue looked at her, seemingly having thought of something. After a while, he stood up.
Walking over for a look, it was Candy Crush?
Qin Hanyue said, "Miss Qiao has been feeling unwell these past few days, I've asked someone to prepare a few sets of clean clothes for Miss Qiao, they'll be delivered soon."
He didn't dare call her junior sister anymore.
"Mr. Qin is too kind."
"Just a small thing."
After Qin Hanyue went into the bedroom, Qiao Ying switched screens.
Candy Crush disappeared, and what appeared on the screen were majestic, grand buildings. In the extravagantly decorated hall, black-clad bodyguards could be seen everywhere.
It was none other than the God's Armed Alliance headquarters.
Two hours ago, right in this hall, Qiao Ying had watched the conversation between Qin Hanyue and his men from start to finish.
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A few days later, Qiao Ying's results were made public.
These past few days, batches and batches of admissions officers had come to the Qiao family residence, cars filled the yard every day, they had just about worn the doorstep through.
This news quickly spread.
Hearing that the president of Capital University had come personally to recruit students, local reporters caught wind of it. Honest father Qiao was "forced" in front of the camera several times.
Scoring high marks wasn't rare, there were candidates every year.
What was rare was the president and vice president of Capital University coming in person.
The president of Capital University had even offered a villa worth tens of millions to poach her.
What was rare was that the language arts essay of this student, who had Capital University going to such great lengths to recruit, was completely blank.
Even the most learning-averse student who slacked off would scribble a few sentences for extra points. Those completely unable to write would at least write a title and get lucky with a few points for emotion.
But she had left it completely blank from start to finish.
Most rare of all was that this student had scored 690 high marks without writing the language arts essay.
She was ranked 12th in the province for science.
She was the only one in the province with perfect scores for both mathematics and integrated science.
She was also the only one nationwide with perfect scores for mathematics, integrated science, and English on Test Paper A.
The Mayor of Yuncheng Feng Teng, the principal of No. 7 High School, and various school leaders had come to congratulate her with prizes.
The entire Yuncheng City knew about a girl called Qiao Ying from No. 7 High School.
With this limelight, not to mention being the provincial top scorer, even the national top scorers, top scorers from previous years, none had a tenth of the attention she was getting.
And those netizens who had previously criticized the video of Qiao Ying being interviewed at the school gate after the gaokao, now all shut their mouths.
Feng Wenzhong squatted outside the Qiao residence gate, looking back at the yard full of people - her father, the No. 7 High School leadership, reporters, and all sorts of relations of the Qiao family.
He was puzzled, asking Qiao Yi who had also come out for air.
"Can you tell me, how did your sister get 690 marks in the gaokao when she barely made any effort in high school? She didn't even write the essay." That's basically a perfect score.
Qiao Yi hadn't wanted to bother with him, but thinking about it, still said: "My sister isn't really brainless."
Feng Wenzhong was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Qiao Ying wasn't really brainless, he was really brainless?
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There were 2 days left of the Gladiator Competition.
"Is Miss Qiao going to the arena to watch today?"
These past few days Qiao Ying had been feeling unwell, Qin Hanyue who had said he would take her to watch the Gladiator Competition didn't bring it up. Considering the timing, looking at Qiao Ying's condition, her period should have ended today.
Qiao Ying didn't even lift her head. "Tomorrow."
Qin Hanyue nodded, not saying anything else.
The next day, after dinner, Qin Hanyue and his entourage left the hotel.
They appeared at the arena 10 minutes before the start of the Gladiator Competition.
On the final day, there were far more people than any of the previous days.
As soon as Qin Hanyue's group appeared, they instantly attracted the attention of most people.
Especially Qiao Ying among them.
On the first day, no small number of people had seen this Chinese girl walking with the Blackwater Mercenary Group.
There were even some who had tried to beat Qiao Ying to a pulp when robbing Blackwater's goods.
How come today she was walking together with this bunch who looked like businessmen?
"Those useless bums at Blackwater must have been too disappointing, so the little girl switched to embrace someone else instead."
"I heard her skills are pretty good, if she's willing, my Raging Fire Mercenary Group welcomes her wholeheartedly."
"You're just hoping to make her your group leader's wife."
"What sort of riffraff and scoundrels want to jump out and claim to be the second coming of Nameless? Relying on an unweaned little girl who still smells of milk, how dare she pretend to match up to him?"
Feeling those sharp gazes nailing them, Qin Yan walked two steps forward to remind Qiao Ying, "Miss Qiao, the people here aren't good people, be careful not to get separated from us."
"Also, this Gladiator Competition is really different from beast fights in Ancient Rome, please be mentally prepared."
Qin Yan thought to himself, are girls these days all so bold? Such a pretty young lady actually likes watching this kind of stuff.
What was the Boss thinking, the little girl doesn't know what goes on inside, how could he not know?
Yet he actually brought a young lady to watch such bloody, violent stuff.
Won't she get nightmares and psychological trauma after this?
And the way these people are looking at her, seems like they want to swallow Qiao Ying whole.
Qin Yan was really worried that something would happen because of Qiao Ying later.
The group arrived on the second level.
Bai Xiao and the others also followed to the second level, standing about ten-odd meters away from Qiao Ying and the others.
"She said she wasn't close with that bunch, has she been with them these few days?" Seeing Qiao Ying standing together with Qin Hanyue, Sack was inexplicably angry.
"Didn't she say our Boss entrusted us to her? Now she's ignoring us, what's that about?"
Bademan jokingly said, "You're not a child, as long as you can take care of yourself, who cares if you're eating, sleeping, going to the toilet?"
Regardless of Qiao Ying's background, whether she really knew their Boss or not, Bademan sincerely admired Qiao Ying's skills.
Qin Yan noticed Bai Xiao and the others, lowering his voice to tell Qin Hanyue, "Bai Xiao from Blackwater fought with Hurricane's men the other day, Bai Xiao barely won."
Following his lead, Qin Hanyue looked over.
Qin Yan continued, "These past few days I've had people keeping an eye on things here, strangely that woman who just joined Blackwater hasn't appeared at all."
Qin Yan was especially curious about that woman who dared to think she could match up to Nameless.
He really wanted to see what she looked like to actually dare compare herself to Nameless.
If it wasn't for Nameless bombing their God's Armed Alliance headquarters, Qin Yan would even take Nameless and X who was ranked first on the hackerboard as idols.
Hearing this, Qin Hanyue lowered his eyes, looking at the girl beside him.
Seeing the girl didn't seem to have noticed Bai Xiao and the others.
Right after Qin Hanyue retracted his gaze, Qiao Ying's eyes shifted to look at Bai Xiao and them.
"She saw us, should we go over?" Seeing Qiao Ying with that bunch dressed like fops, Sack was quite curious.
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