"How many points?"
As soon as Ye Ting heard that his darling daughter's score had come out, he hurriedly asked.
"750."
Ye Cheng's voice was somewhat shaky.
"750, that's pretty high. What did you say? 750?"
Ye Ting's eyeballs nearly fell out of his head in shock.
"Big brother, did you stay up too late working overtime last night? Are your eyes blurry? How could it possibly be 750."
Ye Ling couldn't believe it. 750 was a perfect score—no one in the history of the college entrance exam had ever achieved a full score before.
"My eyes aren't blurry. It's really 750. Don't believe me? Look for yourself."
Ye Cheng turned his phone screen towards them, and the clear score showing was 750, full marks in every subject.
Back when he took the college entrance exam, he had only scored 741 points, Ye Qing 745, and as for Ye Ling, merely 605. This perfect score of 750 was truly terrifying.
"Big bro, refresh it a few more times. Maybe the system hasn't recovered properly yet."
