My Eyes Are Mutated

The principal and a group of tutors got the list given by Xue Changqing.

The names on the list are similar to what they predicted before. After all, they are mentors, and this level is still there.

The tenth, Ye Huan.

When the principal saw the name, he thought hard for a while, but he had no impression of the name.

Who is this Ye Huan?

The principal pointed to Ye Huan's name on the list and asked.

Mentors, look at me, I look at you, and finally all eyes are on Yang Biao.

Since it is not their student, it is Yang Biao's.

It's a student in my class.

Yang Biao was stunned, and the whole person was in a state of ignorance.

Ye Huan, the tenth place in the examination of the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy?

how is this possible!

From Yang Biao's point of view, Ye Huan's admission to the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy is all about burning incense.

But what's going on now!

Why haven't I heard of this student before?

The headmaster looked at Yang Biao with some bad eyes. This kind of student who can enter the top ten of the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy, you Yang Biao didn't report it, what do you want to do?

Headmaster, Ye Huan... He has only recently emerged.

Yang Biao originally wanted to say that Ye Huan's qualifications were not good, but in the end he suddenly changed his words, and his qualifications were not good enough to get the tenth grade in the examination of the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy.

Diligent enough, but not qualified to practice martial arts.

Thinking of his evaluation of Ye Huan half a month ago, and looking at the current list, Yang Biao doubted his vision.

A late bloomer.

The principal made a final decision, and other tutors followed suit.

Take the list to verify it, and then announce it to the public.

...

As the time approached twelve o'clock, many people in Donghan City stopped their work.

Today is the day for the assessment of the Intermediate Martial Arts Academy, and twelve o'clock is the time to announce the results.

Some people are waiting for the results of the children's assessment, while others are just watching the excitement. After all, this is the talk of the past few days.

In the west of the city, Ye Shoucheng stood at the door leaning on crutches, looking at the Eastern Han Junior Martial Arts Academy with anticipation in his eyes.

If Xiao Huan can be admitted to the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy, he will definitely be able to.

...

With the announcement of the Eastern Han Junior Martial Arts Academy, the assessment results were quickly spread through Yuanjing TV, Yuanjing Radio and other channels.

In the gatehouse of the Eastern Han Junior Martial Arts Academy.

Fang Bo was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, taking a sip from time to time, with a small Yuanjing radio in front of him, broadcasting the results of this intermediate martial arts academy assessment.

Ye Huan, Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy.

Hearing the broadcast on Yuanjing's radio, Fang Bo just swallowed the hot tea in his mouth, his face flushed, and he stood up from the chair.

Uncle Fang, I try my best.

Thinking of the young man who always said this with a smile on his face, Uncle Fang sat on the chair again, took a sip of the tea with a smile, and thought happily.

This is the boy I am looking for.

He completely forgot that half a month ago, he still regretted that Ye Huan could not pass the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy.

...

Fatty Garment Factory.

The fat female boss walked in with her rounded waist twisted.

The results of the assessment of the Intermediate Martial Arts Academy are coming out. Let's see if Liu Yun's son can pass the test.

The fat boss said and turned on the Yuanjing TV, and the scene of the Eastern Han Junior Martial Arts Academy appeared on the TV.

You all have to give me a testimony. If Ye Huan is admitted, I will give Liu Yun a half-day leave. If he does not pass the test, Liu Yun must finish the work.

The fat boss pointed to the pile of raw materials she brought in again.

The fat boss didn't ask Liu Yun's opinion at all. In the eyes of the fat boss, Liu Yun was not qualified to talk to her at all.

Liu Yun didn't pay attention to what the fat boss was saying.

Instead, he stared at the Yuanjing TV after the Yuanjing TV was turned on, with tension and expectation in his eyes.

Liu Yun didn't care about the outcome of the bet with the fat boss, she cared about her son's future.

Some of the female workers nearby looked at Liu Yun with pity, the fat boss was deliberately trying to bully Liu Yun.

Where is the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy good for the test? If you really want to pass the test, you will stand out.

The fat boss stood beside the Yuanjing TV, pinched his waist with his hands, and looked down at Liu Yun like a general who always wins. When the results are announced, she must humiliate Liu Yun.

Ye Huan, Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy.

At this moment, such a voice sounded on Yuanjing TV.

Liu Yun's eyes quickly filled with tears, he passed the test, and his son really passed the test.

In an instant, Liu Yun felt that her hard work all these days and nights was worth it.

The fat boss watched Yuanjing TV in disbelief, then his expression changed, and he hurried out like a defeated cock.

As soon as the fat boss left, the female workers came over and surrounded Liu Yun.

Liu Yun, your son is really amazing.

Liu Yun, you are really lucky. Your son is admitted to the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy. Now you don't have to suffer anymore.

...

Female workers, your mouth is full of envy, and they really want to have such a son.

After saying goodbye to those workers who suddenly became enthusiastic, Liu Yun walked out of the workshop. She can't wait to go home now. She believes that Shoucheng must be eagerly waiting for this result.

As soon as he left the workshop, Liu Yun saw the fat boss.

The fat boss had obviously been waiting outside for a while, and there was a faint trace of sweat on his forehead.

Liu Yun, I used to be wrong, don't take it to heart.

Seeing Liu Yun come out, the fat boss immediately stepped forward with a pleasing smile on his face, and said to Liu Yun very enthusiastically.

Liu Yun, this is your salary, take it back and buy something delicious for your son.

The fat boss handed over five hundred silver coins.

Liu Yun picked up two one hundred silver coins, but her salary was not that much.

Liu Yun was about to leave, but found that the fat boss grabbed his hand and looked at her pleadingly.

It's just compensation.

Liu Yun picked up the three hundred silver coins and said to the fat boss.

The fat boss smiled ingratiatingly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was obviously relieved.

The fat boss knows very well what it means to be a student of the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy. If he really wants to deal with her, her garment factory will be finished. Now he only hopes that Liu Yun will take the money and stop bothering her.

Liu Yun knew why the fat boss had such a huge change, and Liu Yun was only proud of it.

Ye Huan is her son!

After Liu Yun left the garment factory, he hurried home to tell Shoucheng the good news.

Liu Yun bought two big dishes on the road, and his son was admitted to the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy. Today, the family must celebrate.

Carrying the vegetables, Liu Yun saw Ye Shoucheng standing at the door with a cane from a distance.

Ye Shoucheng had long been standing outside the courtyard gate with a cane. Ye Shoucheng felt that he was more pious and could wait for a good result.

Seeing his wife Liu Yun come back in a hurry from a distance, with vegetables in his hand, Ye Shoucheng vaguely had some guesses.

Ye Shoucheng looked at his wife who was walking in front of him expectantly, with anxiety in his eyes, he was afraid that it would be an empty joy.

(Ask for a recommendation ticket, a collection, and everything.)