Jiang Xianrou felt as if she had been slapped in public. Her face was burning with pain. Her heart was beating fast, her mind was racing, and she pinched her hands: "Grandpa, I..."
Mr. Jiang's eyes were steady and powerful. He just stared at her quietly, as if encouraging her to continue.
Jiang Xianrou raised her head to look at him, then lowered her head in embarrassment, her voice muffled and unclear: "I'll listen to you. But... what my cousin said makes sense. I don't know where to move to if I'm asked to move suddenly. In addition, Tsinghua University will start tomorrow, and it's my last year before graduation. I'm faced with the problem of choosing a research major. I really can't spare the time to deal with the moving..."
Jiang Xianrou pinched her hands and raised her head again. Her facial features were actually similar to Qiao Nian's, but not as delicate as Qiao Nian's.
In addition, Jiang Xianrou has a shallow outline and long facial features, and her jaw and face are her most three-dimensional part.
This face shape doesn't look as comfortable as Qiao Nian's with its clear and smooth contours, and it's more elegant.
She has always been aware of her shortcomings. She is usually aloof and ignores people in order to cater to her appearance and highlight her temperament.
As a result, whenever she looked at others, she would always unconsciously reveal a sense of superiority and pride.
The same is true now.
She looked at Mr. Jiang, pursed her red lips, and whispered, "Grandpa, I have decided on the major for my postgraduate entrance examination. I want to go to the Ninth Institute and study bioengineering with Master Cheng."
The Nine Institutes of China is the most difficult to enter in Beijing, and it is also the place where all the top talents in the country are gathered.
Jiang Xianrou’s goal is very big.
If the Jiang family can produce a talent who can enter one of the nine institutes in China, their status in Beijing will be different in the future!
She took advantage of this opportunity to tell you about her future plans at this time.
"By then I will definitely be busy with my studies and won't have the energy to take care of many other things."
Tang Wanru was quite excited: "Xianrou, have you thought it through?"
Jiang Xianrou nodded and said, "Mom, I've made up my mind. I won't study medicine as a graduate student. The ceiling for studying medicine is just like my supervisor. I don't want my future ceiling to be just like that. I've decided to change my major."
Liang Lu is recognized as the number one in the field of neurology in China.
so what
At best, he is just a doctor.
She wants more!
Nine schools have been her target for the past week.
Only by entering the Ninth Institute can she get closer to that person and have the opportunity to spend every day with him.
"Well, just think it over. Mom supports you." Tang Wanru obviously forgot about her current situation and nodded repeatedly.
After listening to Jiang Xianrou's plans for the future, Mr. Jiang just frowned, his sharp eyes still staring at her, without any extra expression on his face, but anyone could see that he was not satisfied with Jiang Xianrou's answer: "Xianrou, is this what you want to tell me?"
Jiang Xianrou's heart tightened again, and she looked at Old Man Jiang with a flickering gaze, feeling a little embarrassed, but unwilling to make eye contact with the old man: "Grandpa, I..."
Seeing her like this, Mr. Jiang said calmly, "Things have come to this point, and you haven't thought about apologizing to Nian Nian?"
Jiang Xianrou suddenly raised her head.
"You never thought about apologizing to your cousin for what you did?"
Mr. Jiang did not stop just because her face turned blue with embarrassment. He asked her again, and his voice sounded very calm, as if it was just an ordinary inquiry.
(End of this chapter)