According to Mrs. Qiao's understanding of her son, she estimated he wouldn't be serious for very long.
The boy was never invested in anything for more than a fleeting moment from childhood.
He was impulsive, doing whatever came to mind.
Qiao Ran then said, "Mom, let's arrange for the classes now; I'll start the tutoring session tomorrow."
With more than 90 days until the college entrance exam, his intelligence meant that if he truly applied himself, his ideal university was within reach.
Qiao Ran was full of confidence in himself.
Mrs. Qiao nodded, curiously asking, "Son, why have you suddenly decided to apply for college out of the blue?"
The old Qiao Ran had never entertained the idea.
Not even for three minutes.
"You don't need to worry about that, just believe that your son will definitely get into a good university."
Mrs. Qiao chuckled, "Alright, I'll look forward to it then."
Qiao Ran grabbed his school bag, "Well, I'm off to study upstairs."
Study?
