Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Cheng Wu didn't expect that she would also have a paper to read, so he was rather surprised. "Professor Liang has a student that you're interested in?"

Interested in? Liang Lu snorted but did not deny it. "Yes, in a way. I just want to see her results, but the Clinical Department isn't accepting her."

When she said this, Cheng Wu immediately remembered what a teacher in the Clinical Department had said. Liang Lu had personally gone to Rao City to see a student and offered her a spot in Qing University. The student had not been moved and even rejected her.

Coincidentally, she was even interested in the Chinese Medicine Faculty, the Clinical Department's rival.

That student seemed to be called... Qiao Nian?

Hearing that her local grades were not good, Liang Lu was suggesting to see the student's grades in advance, probably because she wanted to humiliate her.

Cheng Wu didn't say anything. He only thought that as a well-known domestic expert and a teacher, she was being too petty.

Soon, the exam time was up.

The papers were continuously sent to the Academic Affairs Office.

looking for Qiao Chen's paper, and Liang Lu was

of papers were in the same examination room. They took out the papers they

don't you read the paper in your hand first?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

another plan, Liang Lu refused straightforwardly. "No, let's look at your paper

the paper that Cheng Wu wanted to look at would never be bad. What would be most embarrassing if the first paper

Nian, and since she wanted to vent her frustration, she must make Qiao Nian and the Chinese Medicine Faculty the biggest

my paper first." Not refusing, Cheng Wu asked a few teachers to help

very fast. It took only five minutes for one person to

Everyone showed satisfaction.

but say, "Qiao Chen's grades are pretty good, her English comprehension was written well. I think she can pass the exam this year." Liang Lu watched the excitement next

Everyone counted.

"588, almost 600."

was not bad, at least

and Liang Lu both smiled

Qiao Nian's paper. Taking a look at the fully-written paper, she said without anticipation, "Help me mark

"Yes."