Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1845 Small two-year college entrance examination

A pleasing man gives her test paper all the way to X. The image from the filter instantly becomes clear and ugly, and at the beginning of the night, it is estimated that it is failing. She was lying on the table, and she was not interested. The night court looked at the test paper and vacated a hand to touch her short hair. She was knocked out by the beginning of the night. "Don’t touch it, don’t wash your hair today. ""

The evening court sneered at it. After a while, I read the test papers in one eye. At 120, she took 40 cents. At the beginning of the night, her eyes were bright. "Ten, really?"

"Really."

"Wow, I am so good."

Night court, "..."

At the beginning of the night, I was pleased to take the test paper and determined that I had done a lot of questions. I was very happy. Compared with yesterday’s sixteen points, the 40th is indeed a qualitative leap. Her spelling mistakes deducted a dozen points, otherwise I can barely climb to more than 50, and then fill the ducky to make up for a few days, I should be able to pass. This is not the content of film science. It is not a professional class. It relies on rote memorization and some flexible use. She is indeed not a player who is a dead student, and her back is scattered.

"Come, I will tell you your wrong question."

At the beginning of the night, she is a very intelligent child. Her biggest advantage is that she can't make a mistake for the second time. After telling her again, the second time I will do the problem again, basically I can't be wrong, even if I change my opinion, After changing a set of data, she can also make it. It belongs to a talented player. Tang Enjia has always been a schoolmaster. This is still her inheritance.

The two heads were almost together, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were half open. The breeze gently blew the fruit aroma in the hair at the beginning of the night, and he used a shampoo with the same taste. The night court has always been very strange, how he used shower gel, shampoo did not leave fragrance, changed to the beginning of the night, it seems to be able to stay a few days, the fine hair sweeps his cheeks along the aroma, light and light Itchy.

The night court was very quiet, even liked the years. He told her the subject and looked at her side. The heart was no longer a little bit of sustenance in those years, and never looked at the host Emma. The image is like a stepping on the wire, afraid of the body and bones will never be awake. At the beginning of the night, he gave him a reassurance.

She is even willing to try to stay on land, which is a good start.

He kept telling himself, don't worry, take it slowly.

She does not understand learning, he teaches her.

She does not understand life, he teaches her.

She does not understand love, he also teaches her.

He always felt that he was too many at the beginning of the night, fearing that the two had some ideological gaps in the mind, but at this moment they felt the benefits of the elderly. He gave the old blessings to give her the most peace of mind.

The night was slightly shaken, and her smiling face seemed to have a quiet flower.

At the beginning of the night, the cramming of the duck-like type was supplemented for more than a month. It was confirmed that she was a scholar of the Tang En family. Although there is no way to fully cover the knowledge, she can get a good score of 70 or 80. For the two-month player, it is very difficult.

At the beginning of the night, it was Columbia University. It was the school that was finally given to her in the evening. Even if she didn’t like it, she pinched her nose because the location was really good. Originally selected Kangda, the school district was too far away, and he was resisted. The night court gave her an estimate, and she felt that the probability of her face passing was quite large.

She participated in the examination for the special enrollment with confidence. Before the exam, the children's paintings also specially sent a microblog. Oh, my family is a junior high school exam, so nervous.

(End of this chapter)