Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 210: The recording of those 200...

Xia Ye paused slightly, facing her third brother’s puzzled gaze, she said with an unchanged expression, "Um, Uncle Jiang had some drinks tonight." freewebnoveℓ.com

Xia Xian first let out an "Ah," then quickly realized something was off, "Hold on, how much did he drink? Why would there be such a strong smell of alcohol on you? Little Tiangao, tell your brother, did he... to you..."

Xia Ye knew what he was going to say and quickly interrupted him, "No, don’t think nonsense."

Seeing that she couldn’t quite hide the matter, she quickly glanced at the potted plants nearby, and her clever mind sparked an idea, "That’s right, I’ve been considering grafting these flowers lately. I’ll give you the new ones once they’re grafted. They will definitely be even more beautiful than any of these pots here."

Xia Xian’s attention was indeed successfully diverted; he no longer asked where the smell of alcohol came from, "Really???"

Xia Ye nodded nonchalantly, "Of course it’s true~"

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With the end of the college entrance exams, it meant that the longest summer vacation after high school was about to begin.

In the students’ homes, the atmosphere was mostly joyful and celebratory.

Zhou Yao and Tang Tianjiao’s families had prepared a table full of delicious dishes to celebrate. Zou Wu had already started arranging for a part-time car washing job. Many other students’ families had booked vacation tickets, letting their little brats have one last fling before the exam results came out.

However, the atmosphere at the Xia Family’s old house was completely different.

Qiao Yufen sat in the grand armchair in the inner hall, by her side was Xia Yourong with eyes swollen like walnuts, and Xu Qing, who wore a pleasing smile.

Qiao Yufen’s complexion was not very good, "You really hold me in too high regard, old lady as I am. Xiaorong, your father is a businessman; he doesn’t have much influence in the educational field. Although the wife of the last visitor to our house, Mr. Jiang, did have some connections in this area, you..."

She pursed her lips, hesitating to continue, "Anyway, when it comes to the college entrance exams, we can only rely on our own scores. Xiaorong, there’s nothing I can do to help you. If you fall short by a few points, you can consider other universities. After all, they are all key 985 universities, and I’d be happy with whichever one you attend."

But Xia Yourong couldn’t accept her grandmother’s reasoning at all. She had always aimed for Beijing University and was familiar with its majors; she dismissed other universities.

She bit her lip and glanced at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing’s eyes rolled, "Grandmother, we are not asking you to change the scores for the child. We want to say, Xiaorong has been learning the ancient flute, and if she can pass level 8, couldn’t she get an additional 20 points in the college entrance exams?"

Qiao Yufen’s gaze shifted slightly, "That’s right, Xiaorong, when is the level 8 exam?"

Xia Yourong clenched her hands, "I-I already took it in April..."

Qiao Yufen glared, "What? Then why didn’t you participate?"

Xia Yourong was at a loss for words.

At that time, she had just been transferred to No.3 Middle School due to the incident with the school’s loudspeaker, and Xu Qing, who had just returned to the country, was especially kind to her.

Feeling restless, she thought that with the study materials her older brother had given her, there was no question about getting into Beijing University. She didn’t participate, believing that she could take the exams after entering Beijing University without any delay. But now...

Xu Qing stepped between Qiao Yufen and her daughter, "Grandmother, our Xiaorong really can’t be blamed for this. At that time, she had just transferred to No.3 Middle School, and she needed time to adjust to the new school and everything. Today on the way back, I specifically called Teacher Li (Xia Yourong’s ancient flute teacher). We have the most authoritative master in the Beijing Ancient Flute Association, known as Master Tan. It’s said that if you can persuade him, he can arrange for a few judges from the association to conduct a special re-examination. The college entrance exam results will take a while to be announced, so as long as we can get Xiaorong’s level 8 flute exam done before we submit the university preferences, we won’t miss anything..."

She looked at her pitiful daughter and suddenly her tone turned into a weep, "It’s just a pity, they say that Master Tan is a very principled man, and convincing him to organize a re-examination by the association’s judges for an individual is not an easy task..."

Qiao Yufen’s gaze was slightly cloudy, "Senior Master Tan?"

Xu Qing saw she seemed to be reminiscing and quickly chimed in, "Yes, your grandmother, it is said that the Tan Family and your Qiao Family were old acquaintances in the Capital City a hundred years ago. Perhaps you even met him back then. If you could make an appearance..."

Qiao Yufen tried hard to recall and finally remembered that when she was very young, her grandfather seemed to have indeed taken her to visit the Tan Family once.

The Qiao and Tan families indeed used to be old acquaintances, but later the Tian Family devoted themselves to the arts, while the Qiao Family focused on doing business. The two families drifted further apart and their relationship gradually faded.

This connection had become almost non-existent by her father’s generation.

Not to mention her and that Senior Master Tan, their relationship was basically one where they wouldn’t recognize each other if they met face to face.

How could she ask such a person for a favor...

As she wavered, Xu Qing walked up beside her, and, avoiding Xia Yourong, whispered in her ear, "Grandmother, you must not forget, Xiaorong... is the daughter of Xia Yuzheng. If she could be admitted to Beijing University, it would reflect well on the Xia Family too..."

When Xu Qing spoke, she deliberately emphasized the three words ’Xia Yuzheng’.

It seemed like a hint, and from Qiao Yufen’s expression, she truly understood this hint.

After pondering for a long while, she slapped her heavy palm on the armrest of the chair, "Alright, for my precious granddaughter, I will put my face on the line. Give me his number; I’ll call him right now."

Xia Yourong immediately showed a smile upon hearing this, "Thank you, Grandmother. You are too good to me."

Xu Qing quickly used the old lady’s phone to dial the hard-earned number of Senior Master Tan.

Once the call connected, Qiao Yufen politely introduced herself.

However, Senior Master Tan on the other end bluntly asked, "The Qiao Family? Which Qiao Family?"

The tone was stern, sounding very serious.

Given that many likely sought his favor, Senior Master Tan naturally had a certain aversion when he saw an unfamiliar number.

If it weren’t for the fact that Qiao Yufen’s voice still carried some authority, he would certainly have thought it was a scam call and hung up immediately.

Feeling terribly awkward, Qiao Yufen had never begged someone so humbly, but in order to add one more Beijing University student to the Xia Family, she had to pluck up her courage and recounted how the Qiao and Tan families knew each other a hundred years ago and how she visited the Tan family at a very young age.

She could clearly sense Senior Master Tan’s growing impatience, but because of the relation between the Tan and Qiao families, he refrained from hanging up. In the end, she simply revealed her intention to arrange for her granddaughter to retake the ancient flute exam and excessively praised her granddaughter’s flute technique.

After a long silence on the line, Senior Master Tan laughed stiffly and said, "Well, is your granddaughter with you? Let her play a segment of the flute for Tan right now. If she indeed has the talent, Tan will consider arranging a makeup exam for her..."

"Absolutely, absolutely no problem," Qiao Yufen was overjoyed. She covered the mouthpiece of the phone and hurriedly urged Xia Yourong to get ready, "This is your one chance, you must seize it, and do not slip up!!!"

Xia Yourong was also very excited, but just as she was about to grab the flute, she seemed to remember something and suddenly came to a halt.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned back and asked Qiao Yufen in a low voice, "Grandmother, I’m a bit nervous. Would it be okay if I played a recording of me playing the ancient flute from before?"

ps: Do any little treasure remember whose recording this was? The foreshadowing is in Chapter 63~