[QN: It doesn’t matter.]
Before she put down her phone, Nie Mi's message came again.
[Nie: Nian Nian, thank you. If you hadn't been willing to appear on camera this time, I wouldn't know who to find to represent traditional music in this promotion. Oh! By the way, I called the principal today to ask about your grades. Do you think you've got them?]
Qiao Nian really didn't check the results. She had just made a dinner appointment and recorded a video, so she almost forgot about it.
When Nie Mi mentioned it, she remembered that the results of Qingda's independent enrollment would be released tonight. She could check her results by logging into the official website with her admission ticket number, and students who successfully qualified for tomorrow's interview would receive a text message.
There are too many spam messages on a daily basis, so she wrote a blocking software herself. Qiao Nian pondered for a moment, opened the spam folder, and sure enough, she saw a message from a Beijing number.
She didn't click to read it, but exited directly and replied to Nie Mi's message.
Nie Mi's message came later.
[Nie: You should take a look! I heard that after the results came out today, the teachers at Tsinghua University started arguing about you. Cheng Wu from the Finance Department said that he would recruit you into the Finance Department tomorrow no matter what the conditions are~! You, you are the only one who can be so calm about taking an exam. You don’t even bother to look at your own results. I don’t know if I should say that you are too willful or that you are confident enough and don’t worry about not passing the exam. Have you thought clearly about choosing the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine? With your grades, if you study in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, ah, I don’t know what to say. You must surprise those people tomorrow!]
The first student in the history of Tsinghua University who scored full marks gave up two popular majors, finance and clinical medicine, and chose an unpopular major that no one wanted.
If I tell this to others, I'm afraid few people will believe it.
If he hadn't learned from Qiao Nian that she was going to study Traditional Chinese Medicine, and heard the news at the interview tomorrow, he would probably have dropped his eyes like everyone else!
[Nie: I went to see Mr. Huang, but the old man was very stubborn. He thought I was trying to get him a family member through the back door, and he refused to see me. If you want to choose the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you'd better think about it again! If you really can't make it, come to the Department of Music. If you come to study at Tsinghua University, I will come back and teach you in person.]
Qiao Nian had heard of Mr. Huang's name. People in China called him Hua Tuo. He was a living fossil in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and the only fig leaf of the Chinese medicine department. He was even more difficult to deal with than Nie Mi.
She had originally thought about asking Uncle Chen some questions about the surgery, but when she saw the message Nie Mi sent her, she felt regretful...
*
Outside the door.
Gu San brought a glass of water to Ye Wangchuan. Seeing that his own master Wang was still playing with the toys and game discs that Qiao Nian had bought on the sofa, he put down the glass and couldn't help but said, "Master Wang, why aren't you in a hurry at all?"
Ye Wangchuan had his long legs resting on the table, his elbows resting on the edge of the sofa, his body leaning relaxedly. He was holding the imitation gun in his hand. The one-to-one imitation gun was like a child's toy in his hand. He disassembled and assembled it at will. Hearing Gu San's nagging, he raised his eyes, lazily lifted his eyelids, and spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people inside who were resting.
"What's the hurry?"
Gu San was very disappointed: "I am worried about the major that Miss Qiao chose!"
He was spinning in circles, extremely anxious, as if he had scored first in Tsinghua University: "I just thought you would talk to Miss Qiao before she went in and asked her to change her major. Why didn't you tell her? Miss Qiao's grades are more than enough to study finance or clinical medicine. People are vying for her, but she insisted on choosing an unpopular major. She won't even be able to find a job after graduation!"
(End of this chapter)