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150, you are really amazing!

"What's wrong?" The man was looking at her with lowered eyebrows.

The street lights on the side cast a dim yellow light. He was too tall and she was too petite. The angle of raising her face was just enough to see the warm light in his eyes.

She actually felt familiar and warm.

Then she saw the faint string under his collar, "Did you put the foxtail jade pendant back on?"

It was worn by an old lady before.

"Yeah." Shang Chao nodded in response, "You also know grandma's temper. She insists and there is nothing we can do."

Gu Wenjun saw Qianqian's jade pendant and asked Shang Chao. At first glance, these two jade pendants should be a complete pair!

In Gu Wenjun's view, this was God's will. They were made for each other. How could she, an old woman, continue to wear that jade pendant?

Besides, she is in very good health now and doesn't need to wear it at all.

Qianqian nodded.

Maybe it's because of the jade pendant, no wonder I'm more pleasing to the eye recently.

"Qianqian?" Song Jinuan didn't know when he appeared, and he waved to Shang Chao cautiously, "Hello, Mr. Shang!"

Shang Chao nodded slightly.

"Mr. Shang is sending Qianqian back?" Song Jinuan looked at the girl on the side, then smiled lightly, "You can go sit at home!"

Qian Qian's eyebrows moved slightly.

Song Jinuan always lowers his eyebrows and talks less. Why is he so proactive today?

Shang Chao also curled his lips slightly, "It's a bit late, let's wait another day." He asked her again: "How about using the exercises?"

Song Jinuan nodded, "Okay!"

Exercise? Song Qianqian doesn’t know why.

Weren’t the exercises that Song Jinuan used specially obtained from Xingwang? Those exercises are difficult to obtain on the market.

Shang Chao looked at her expression and explained: "I happened to have a set of Haicheng Zhuangyuan exercises in my hand, and gave it to your sister."

uh-huh?

She really didn't know anything about this.

However, the problem set for the No. 1 Scholar must be a good thing, and she had nothing to ask.

Seeing that Shang Chao was about to leave, Song Jinuan invited her again, "Qianqian has also been very attentive recently. She works on the questions until very late every day. Why don't you go in and give tutoring to Mr. Shang? Maybe she can go to bed early tonight!"

Qian Qian just wanted to refuse, but she really didn't need it.

But the Shang Dynasty responded, "Okay."

"By the way, you can also help me answer my questions. I heard that Mr. Shang's performance record that year has not been broken yet!"

The two of them walked forward talking to themselves.

Qian Qian was speechless and could only follow him home.

Arrived at the attic.

It was said that Song Jinuan wanted Shang Chao to answer questions, but Song Jinuan put down his schoolbag and said he was going to take a shower.

They were the only two people left in the room.

The attic is not spacious to begin with, and because it was so tall in the Shang Dynasty, it seemed even more cramped.

She was calm and sat at the desk, "I really don't need it, there are reference answers."

"Can you understand?" He randomly picked up an exercise book.

"Is there a lot to memorize in history and geography when I switch from science?"

Qianqian smiled faintly.

Who knows more about history than she does? She still has to memorize it?

As for geography, she has never been anywhere. What knowledge does she not know in all these years?

If her geography was very poor, how could she have given Xiang Dingzhou a mine that would make him rich for decades?

Seeing her unhappy look, Shang Chao chuckled, "I know you're smart!"

"That's fine." He put down the exercises, "You made sure with a few parents that if you need anything, let me know?"

Qianqian nodded.

Suddenly an idea flashed, "Give each of them a copy of the exercise book you gave Song Jinuan?"

The man curled his lips and said, "It's a small matter!"

Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Song Qianqian looked over again, "What's wrong?"

"I want to give you a gift, but I don't know what to give you."

She looked confused, "Send me something? Why."

"There are a lot of troubles for you."

The previous one was even, but the old lady recovered and she agreed to go see Pei Geng together, so the Shang Dynasty always felt that it owed a lot.

Qian Qian laughed, "Didn't you say that we can't figure it out?"

Besides, she lacks nothing.

"Wanglun Lake has begun to be developed, and other aspects have basically been decided. We are still considering building a villa in the middle of the lake. If we do it, I will leave it to you." This is not a consultation, but a statement.

Before she could refuse, he said: "If you need it, just keep it. If you don't need it, just take care of it yourself."

She didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After all, the private collection room is still at the bottom of the lake, so maybe it is really needed.

"When will Ye Fangnan be allowed to proceed with the next step?" he asked suddenly.

"Wait until he comes to me on his own."

The information in hand is almost sorted, and when he needs to know something further, Ye Fangnan will come to her.

"Remember to notify me."

Qian Qian nodded. If I remember correctly, it seemed like he reminded her for the second time?

After the Shang Dynasty left, Song Jinuan returned to the attic.

"Hehe." Song Jinuan smiled at her, obviously feeling guilty.

Qian Qian raised her eyebrows, "I've given you so many exercises, but they're not enough for you to complete?"

Song Jiruan smiled guiltily, "I don't think it's too much."

Then he gave an explanation: "I really went to take a shower, and I didn't mean to leave you two alone."

Qian Qian smiled and nodded, "I know, you have short hands."

Then he said: "Next time you change your identity, matchmaker is not suitable for you."

Blind matchmaking.

Song Jinuan really looked at her directly this time and said: "Qianqian, don't look at Mr. Shang's thirty years old. Although you are ten years apart, he doesn't look old at all, and there is no generation gap..."

She raised her palms and didn't let her continue.

Although she herself was trying to get closer to the Shang Dynasty, it was a different feeling when someone exposed her.

——

The last two days of self-study week.

Originally, Chu Fengjie and others only transferred to liberal arts after the final exam, but Liao Fang went to Fang Xingge again to make trouble, and Fang Xingge had no choice but to change classes immediately.

Everyone knows that Liao Fang did this for the sake of looking good in her repeat class data.

Qian Qian gave each of them a set of exercise books sent by the Shang Dynasty.

"There are two days left. You should finish this set of exercises and put the liberal arts later. You can do another set after you finish the main subjects."

A veritable cramming.

She didn't do the questions, but she wasn't idle either.

During the two-day journey after school, Song Jinuan, Chu Fengjie, Dayang, Song Yabao, Xiang Tianhe, and Fu Changge were gathered into a group.

When everyone was riding home, a voice chat started in the group, and she was telling historical stories.

Dayang hates history the most. She didn't notice it when she first started talking, but she became more interested as she listened.

"If the history teacher said this, I would have gotten full marks!"

Song Yabao gave a "like!" emoji in the group: [Qianqian, you are really amazing!]

What she talks about is fascinating, and the more you listen, the more you want to hear it!

Song Qianqian stopped talking, her mouth was dry.

After two days of supplementation, she had to do it herself, which was really a waste of words.

Two days passed quickly, and the real final exam began.

Their respective examination rooms are different, and except for the fact that he continues to tell historical stories on the way home after the examination every day, they are basically untouchable.

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