The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 483

Chapter 483: 441 Zhong Manhua: Ying Yuexuan, do you deserve me?! [3 more]

Ying Yuexuan’s expression changed dramatically, and she blurted out, "Mom!"

Without a second thought, she immediately rushed in, intending to shut down the computer.

But her hand stopped abruptly mid-way.

For years, she had always obeyed Zhong Manhua; Manhua’s desire to control her was so strong that it almost suffocated her.

Even in junior high, what she wore every day was dictated by Zhong Manhua.

Things were a little better in high school, but Ying Yuexuan truly didn’t dare to defy Zhong Manhua, even if she really did not want Manhua to see.

Ying Yuexuan’s ears buzzed, filled with panic and even more disbelief.

Her admission ticket was right in her own pocket.

How did Zhong Manhua get her admission ticket number and candidate password?

"What’s the matter with you?" Zhong Manhua stared at the computer, her tone much colder, "You can’t even remember your own admission ticket number and candidate password, and it’s a good thing I called your class teacher, who sent it to me."

Ying Yuexuan’s palms were sweaty, and her heart grew more and more anxious.

She just watched the webpage continuously reloading, and then a dialog box popped up.

Her heart nearly stopped.

[College entrance examination scores are temporarily unavailable.]

Zhong Manhua frowned and refreshed the webpage, re-entering the admission ticket number and candidate password.

However, the webpage showed the same prompt.

[College entrance examination scores are temporarily unavailable.]

Ying Yuexuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, "Mom, there are too many people checking scores at this time, the network is congested."

"Then we’ll just wait," Zhong Manhua also felt some impatience, but she had to restrain herself, "This network is not getting any better."

After another ten minutes, Zhong Manhua began the search again.

This time, contrary to Ying Yuexuan’s hopes, the scores displayed.

Name: Ying Yuexuan

Candidate Number: 1916xxxx2039

Chinese: 102

Mathematics: 87

English: 140

Science Comprehensive: 206

Total Score: 535

City Ranking: 18239

The college entrance examination only has city and provincial rankings, not a total national ranking.

Zhong Manhua simply couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

She refreshed the webpage again and again, four times, and it was still the same score.

The stark "535" and "18239" seared her eyes.

Shanghai City only has one city, so the number of people taking the college entrance examination is not as many as a province.

This year, the total number of college entrance examination candidates was sixty thousand.

In recent years, the admission rate to first-tier universities in Shanghai City has been higher than other provinces and cities, at 31%.

That is to say, only 31% of all the candidates taking the college entrance examination could be admitted to a first-tier university.

Ying Yuexuan’s score ranking was barely on the edge of the first-tier cut-off.

If this year’s cut-off for the first-tier universities was even slightly lower, she wouldn’t make it.

On the side, Ying Yuexuan watched with cold hands and feet.

535 points.

Forget top-tier universities, even getting into a first-tier university was difficult.

And for a Project 985 university, she would have to score at least a hundred points above the cut-off for first-tier universities.

The admission score for Imperial Capital University in previous years had always been upward of 695 points.

In Verdant Talented Class, every student could get into Imperial Capital University.

That’s why they were known as the strongest class.

Ying Yuexuan truly hadn’t expected to score so poorly.

She had thought that she would at least score dozens of points above the cut-off for first-tier universities.

Zhong Manhua only felt a surge of blood to her head, feeling tightness in her chest and dizziness.

Under extreme anger, she suddenly stood up, raised her hand, and slapped Ying Yuexuan’s face.

Ying Yuexuan’s mind buzzed, stunned by the blow.

Never in her life had Zhong Manhua hit or even scolded her.

Ying Yuexuan, holding her face, trembled as she looked up, her tone unbelieving, "...Mom?"

This time, Zhong Manhua had no intention of comforting her.

Her gaze was icy, her voice harsh, almost hysterical, "Ying Yuexuan, have you let me down?!"

She had raised Ying Yuexuan for 18 years, waiting for this day of the college entrance examination, hoping that the Ying Family could produce a top scholar and bring glory to the family.

Zhong Manhua was traditional in her thinking, to her, nothing was more important than producing a top college entrance examination scholar.

She had never considered sending Ying Yuexuan abroad; at most, she thought of study tours as a year or two as an exchange student. _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

It would be better still for her to remain and develop in China.