Zhao Xinyu put down her chopsticks, with a gentle smile on her face, "I don't know the result of the initial rating. However, today the people from the Book Association called to inform me to go tomorrow, and the rating has been advanced."
Su Sibo nodded, his eyes filled with admiration, "The rating result should be pretty good. I heard that there are not many people in Xiaocheng who have reached level B or above this year. Work hard and try to get an S!"
Hearing this, Zhao Xinyu's expression froze, she pursed her lips, and said nothing.
If her initial rating had reached s, the Xiaocheng Shu Association's attitude towards her would not be so flat, as flat as treating an insignificant person.
Zhao Xinyu thought about it, but still didn't say anything about it.
She will work hard tomorrow, and she still hopes to get an s in the re-rating!
Zhao Wanru curled her lips, served Zhao Xinyu a bowl of soup gently, and said with a smile, "Sibo, don't put too much pressure on Zhao Xinyu. Just do your best."
"Yes, yes, yes." Su Sibo said quickly, "Look at what I said, just do your best, no matter what level you are, you are the pride of your parents."
"Thank you, Dad."
Zhao Xinyu's face was stiff, and she smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
After a while, Zhao Xinyu suddenly thought of something, and looked at Li Yun several times.
"By the way, Sister Yun, didn't you also participate in the Xiaocheng Calligraphy Association's rating? How was the result? Did the Xiaocheng Calligraphy Association call you today?"
Although Zhao Xinyu opened her mouth pretending to be unconsciously concerned, her gaze on Li Yun gradually became a little more inquiring.
Li Yun sat there quietly, eating slowly, her expression as indifferent as ever.
After hearing Zhao Xinyu's words, one of her eyebrows raised calmly.
"Hit it, s."
Zhao Xinyu glanced at Li Yun, subconsciously thinking that she was bragging.
She asked someone from the Xiaocheng Calligraphy Association today.
They will not tell the participants the initial rating score at all, because it is against the rules.
Where can Liyun know his level?
Still s?
It's just bragging that there is no draft.
Zhao Xinyu's heart was settled, and she tried her best to hold back the sneer, and said, "Sister, don't worry. We are a family. Even if you lose the bet with Sun Wu, I will ask him to intercede. This bet It can¡¯t be counted.¡±
Li Yun narrowed his eyes, and said in a very cold tone: "No need."
Her voice seemed to be wrapped in a layer of frost, and there was a deep coldness between her brows.
joke.
At that time, she will be able to earn tens of millions of sports cars for nothing.
How can it not count.
Su Sibo froze for a moment, turned his gaze slightly, and asked, "What bet?"
Zhao Xinyu covered her mouth subconsciously, as if realizing that she had said something wrong, she gave Li Yun a timid look.
"What bet?" The old lady Zhao's face was very cold, and she repeated Su Sibo's question.
What kind of bet is it for a high school student to bet with others?
Li Yun had already finished her meal, so she was too lazy to watch the Zhao family play, so she directly put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink in the kitchen, and went straight upstairs.
Su Ningyuan was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly went upstairs.
Mrs. Zhao glanced at Li Yun's back with displeasure, and snorted coldly, "Li Yun is gone. Xin Yu, tell me, what is the bet?"
"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a joke among classmates." Zhao Xinyu said softly.
He recounted the bet between Sun Wu and Li Yun in an emphatic way. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com