Song Xingliang's ear power was excellent. That day, Lin He talked to song Yanzong. After listening to one or two words, she probably knew what calculation song Yanzong was playing in his heart.

Want to use her? Then she's welcome!

Song Xingliang raised a radian on his lips, "I've all returned to the city. When will the transfer procedures be completed?"

The expression on song Yanzong's face was stiff, and then he recovered as usual and said slowly, "it's still being processed."

For fear that song Xingliang would entangle himself with this problem again, song Yanzong tricked him into adding, "the degree in Beicheng is difficult to arrange, so we have to wait for the school's notice."

Song Yanzong had no intention of letting song Xingliang enter school at all.

He thought to himself that he would send song Xingliang to Bo's house early and get the money. As for how song Xingliang would follow up, it had nothing to do with him.

Let her live and die in Bo's house. How long she can live depends on Song Xingliang's nature.

Now spend less on Song Xingliang and he will earn more.

Song Xingliang leaned against the sofa, half narrowed his eyes, and gently tapped his slender fingers on the armrest. He said bluntly, "private schools, as long as they pay enough money and take the entrance examination, it's OK. If not, I can teach you..."

Lin He ate half of the fruit in his mouth and was immediately thrown into the dustbin. She stared at Song Xingliang coldly and opened her voice to mock, "private school, do you know how expensive a year is?"

She took out a paper towel and wiped her hands. When she raised her hands and feet, she despised song Xingliang. "Even if we can afford this money, how can we get it with your results?"

Song Xingliang slightly paused with his fingers, raised his head and glanced sideways at Lin He, "how are my grades? Do you know again?"

Lin He was angry at his arrogant appearance.

She said with a straight face and a sneer, "it's the last in the whole year. Is there any fake? Don't tell me about it. I'm ashamed."

Song Xingliang's IQ index is top. The reason why she is the last in the whole year is that those questions are too simple and not challenging.

She was too lazy to take the exam. She didn't even enter the examination room. Where did she get her grades?

But these things, there is no need to let them know.

Song Xingliang clapped his hands and stood up from the sofa. "It doesn't matter. If you don't help me deal with it, I'll go by myself. Then you can get the money ready."

Lin He and song Yanzong are not looking well. They are reluctant to invest so much in Song Xingliang.

They have nothing to do with getting married in the future. Why pay song Xingliang?

Song Mingyue turned her eyes, took Lin He's hand and whispered, "Dad, mom, let her go. If she can't get the qualification score at that time, she still has the face to mention it?"

When song Mingyue entered the school, she just met the pass line.

What good education can there be in town? Song Xingliang is ten percent of the school slag.

If she likes to humiliate herself so much, give her a chance.

Song Yanzong and Lin He thought about it and thought that what song Mingyue said was also reasonable.

I can't blame them for failing the exam.

Song Yanzong nodded with tacit approval, "I'll arrange for you to take the exam at school tomorrow."

……

Emperor brocade palace.

Yan Ruyi, the old lady of the Bo family, is wearing a dark green embroidered gold cheongsam and a silver hollow bracelet. Even when she is old, she inevitably climbs a few wrinkles on her face, but she still can't hide the delicacy and nobility of her whole body.

She sat opposite Bo yeshen, stared at the handsome face, fell on her lap and sighed.

Her grandson is good everywhere, but she has a hard life. If it weren't for that accident

Yan Ruyi wrinkled her face and then cheered up. "The night is heavy, and you are not young. Other children at your age can make soy sauce. A few days ago, I met a girl for you. The eight character of your birthday is a natural match with you, and it is still a noble person in your life. Grandma's eyes will not be wrong. Look."

With that, Yan Ruyi put the information on the thin black blanket.

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