There's a big red envelope for getting into Jing University, which made Zhao Guangran very tempted. He looked up at Zhao Xuran.
Zhao Xuran calmly turned a page of the book, "Do you think if you don't get into Jing University, you'll have an easy time?"
What a fool, he didn't even think about his own grades, nor did he consider that he was studying in Beijing.
If he doesn't get into Jing University, will it really be that bad? This made Zhao Guangran quite unhappy, "Why do I not get a reward?"
"Gong Jiaming's grades aren't good enough, but I can't guarantee that I'll definitely get into Jing University either."
"My dad is also the president of Jing University." Zhao Guangran muttered continuously. For him, getting into Jing University was a must.
It's not that Zhao Guangran was so aware, but because his big brother and Brother Ruiwen, even Gong Ruini were all thinking of getting into Jing University. If he didn't get into Jing University, that would be a day he couldn't bear.
