"Forget it."

In the end, he comforted himself like this: "I'm a lot older, why should I be more serious with a young man like him? What's more, if someone really has this strength, why do I have to make things difficult for them?"

"I really have to do this..."

"I'm afraid that my grandson who is about to be born will not be able to do anything like that."

After the leaders left with complicated emotions, Zhang Mengling turned around and turned on her computer and entered the question group chat group.

It’s hard to send a message.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm cold."

Wu Jianjun: "???"

Qin Zhenguo: "???"

"No, please make it clear!"

"You have cancer?"

Zhang Mengling: "I have your uncle's cancer?! Can you speak? I mean, if there is no accident, that boy will be perfect!"

"What?!"

"This is impossible!"

The others immediately 'rose up'.

"You think he is the great emperor in fantasy novels, how can he still live a 'second life'? Get a perfect score on the second test?!"

"This year's Chinese composition is about the Red Mansion. Can he get full marks?!"

"Isn't this nonsense?!"

"Sorry, he is really capable." Zhang Mengling was speechless and choked: "I gave it to you."

Everyone: "(ΩДΩ)???"

Wu Jianjun: "..., even if you get a perfect score in Chinese, it's not necessarily true for other subjects, right? The results haven't come out yet, and the marking progress is less than half."

But by the end of the conversation, he was no longer confident.

Zhang Mengling made an eye-rolling expression: "/Rolling eyes, with that kid's strength, last year your questions were so difficult that he could get full marks, not to mention that this year's difficulty is low?"

"Do you think he will fail on these issues?"

Everyone was speechless.

Unless that kid makes a mistake himself, there is really no possibility.

"Oh, my pot."

"I originally thought that this essay was enough to checkmate him. It didn't have too many problems, and it was enough that I couldn't get a perfect score in one essay. But who knew he was such a monster."

"To be honest, after I calmed down, I found that I was not as angry and uncomfortable as I thought. Instead, I was very excited. I was even very grateful to this guy and wanted to meet him."

Wu Jianjun was numb.

"Is it so evil?!"

There was another sentence that he didn't say.

You are a national-level literary figure, a top professor at the Tang Dynasty Academy, a giant in today's literary world, and the vice president of the Red Mansion Research Association (the president is still an official and doesn't have much in his stomach), but you are directly criticized by this essay.

Conquered?!

Who is that kid?!

A few days later.

The marking is over and the college entrance examination results are out.

Lu Chuan once again won the top spot in the national college entrance examination.

Full marks!

As soon as the results came out, all students, parents, and netizens could not calm down for a long time.
Chapter completed!