Xiang Qingde was extremely nervous.
The scores of Xiang Beifei must be terribly bad, or else they wouldn't have provoked so much discussion among the people.
He held onto Xiang Beifei's hand tightly.
At this moment, what his grandson needed the most must be a pair of encouraging and comforting hands!
He wanted to let Xiaofei know that, even if his grades were poor, he would still be by his side.
Xiang Qingde lowered his head, not even daring to look at the scores displayed on the screen.
However, the venue suddenly fell silent, everyone staring at the big screen in disbelief at the score displayed.
Zhuo Jing, who was originally smug and ready to mock Xiang Beifei, froze the moment he saw the score.
Even Yang Hua stood rooted to the spot, frozen like ice, as his mouth hung open in shock!
[Xiang Beifei, Level N, Chinese 142, Mathematics 149, System Integrative 300, Introduction to Defense of Jiuzhou 141, Total Score 732]
732!
