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... f bells.
Xiang Nan frowned. It's almost twelve o'clock now, who else is calling?
While he was wondering, Wu Yijin had already answered the phone.
Then he heard his excited cry, "What, champion?! Provincial college entrance examination champion?! Seven hundred and forty-eight points? Really?! Good, good, good! Great! Good, good!"
Xiang Nan was taken aback, and roughly guessed it.
Sure enough, after Wu Yijin put down the phone, he rushed to his son's bed ...
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