Her goal is very clear, which is the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
When we arrived at the classroom where we were waiting for the exam, there were already a lot of people sitting in the classroom, both men and women, about thirty people.
The people who can come here today are all the ones who have done the best in the exam.
Everyone passed the first round smoothly, with a relaxed look on their faces.
People they knew gathered together to chat, while some students who didn't know anyone found a place to sit alone, read the school's brochure, and prepare for questions that professors might ask during interviews later.
Qiao Nian pressed her peaked cap, went in through the back door, and found a corner by the window.
As soon as I sat down, I heard a familiar voice speaking in front of me.
"Ai Ai, which major are you going to apply for? With such good grades, you should be able to choose any major."
Qiao Nian raised her eyes and saw several boys and girls gathered together in front of the large classroom. Qiao Ai stood in the center like a star holding the moon. Next to her, there was a girl who raised her face and spoke to her with admiration. .
By coincidence, Qiao Nian knew that girl.
The person from Class A is called Wu Jie.
She usually doesn't talk much in class and doesn't communicate with her classmates. She wears black-rimmed glasses all year round. She hugs her book and leaves first after school. Shen Qingqing and the others ask her to attend class dinners, but she never goes. He is like an invisible person in the class, with no sense of presence.
Qiao Nian had noticed her.
Before she transferred to No. 1 Middle School, she checked the previous results of No. 1 Middle School and found that Wu Jie's name always ranked first.
Of course, after she came, Wu Jie became the second best.
Her eyes were full of surprise, and she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the girl who was usually taciturn in the class would be quite cheerful outside, and she didn't expect that her relationship with Qiao Ai would be okay.
But she didn't care much about this. She lowered the brim of her hat with her hand and lowered her eyes to look at her mobile phone.
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During the interview, Qiao Ai was fourth in line, with three people in front of her, but she was not nervous. She did very well in the exam this time, with a score of 588. Shen Jingyan helped her ask Cheng Wu how her score in the joint exam was. The ranking was even better than she expected, ranking 9th and almost guaranteed admission to the music department.
Her biggest problem now is not which major to choose, but how to impress Mr. Nie during the interview and let him choose her as a closed disciple.
Qiao Ai had been prepared for this for a long time. She held the CD in her hand and her eyes were full of determination.
Soon the three people in front of her had finished their interviews.
Qiao Ai stood up, picked up his things, tensed his back, left the big classroom, and walked to the interview room next door.
There are several departments coming for interviews today.
In addition to the popular finance and clinical departments, music and architecture departments are also on the list.
Of course, there are also departments of traditional Chinese medicine that Liang Lu has put on the shelves.
As the representative of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Shen Yugui sat in the third position from the far right. Liang Lu and Cheng Wu sat in the middle position. In the best position sat an old man, wearing a Chinese tunic suit. The buttoned design made him look very good. Be spiritual.
When Qiao Ai came in, he didn't even look up. He looked through the student information in his hand and seemed not very interested in the person who came in.
But Cheng Wu, who was next to him, saw Qiao An come in, looked at Nie Mi, and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Nie, this student came from around the city and has good grades."
Nie Mi was originally in a lack of interest, but when he heard the people coming around the city, he seemed to be interested. He raised his head and glanced at Qiao Ai. With just one glance, he immediately frowned.
(End of chapter)