The secretary-general didn't mean to belittle Huo Yao.
When the results of the preliminary examination came out, he still thought that this student could be recommended, but after detailed questioning, he found out that she was a transfer student who had just transferred from a small county town.
Maybe this transfer student has solid basic skills, but can the teaching level in a small county be as good as in a big city
Even if she passed the quizzes in the preliminaries this time, she still showed her bright side, but there are so many entries from all over the country, which one is not a top student
What's more, he has experienced this competition for many times, and he has seen through how many students who came from behind and became dark horses. Although this little girl is indeed impressive, she may not have the ability to enter the international competition.
So, the secretary-general restrained himself and didn't answer anything.
On the contrary, Huo Yao felt a little fresh when he heard Zhao Lian's words, the corners of his lips curled up, and he asked a little playfully, "There are so many masters in international competitions?"
Zhao Lian looked at Huo Yao, froze for a moment, then subconsciously nodded, "This is natural."
The principal, who hadn't spoken to her all this time, glanced at Huo Yao quietly, and saw that her face was obviously showing a fighting spirit, so he couldn't help but patted her chin silently.
I feel that this year's international competition stage is going to be lively.
He was very curious about where the kid's true strength was.
After that, the Secretary-General and Zhao Lian didn't ask Huo Yao any more questions, and soon let her go back to the classroom.
After she left, the Secretary-General put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Zhao Lian, "Professor Zhao, you seem to be quite optimistic about this Huo Yao."
Zhao Lian smiled and said, "It's a good seedling."
"But... her? International competition?" It's fine if you're a science student, but for a liberal arts student... the secretary-general shook his head.
"Don't underestimate anyone." Zhao Lian's eyes were deep, and he turned to look at the principal with a lot of meaning, "You are lucky."
The corner of the principal's lips curled up, and he nodded calmly, "I think so too."
The Secretary-General turned his eyes around the two, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, is there really something special about that liberal arts student
After taking a sip of tea, Zhao Lian suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, there is some campus star in your middle school who also participated in this competition, right?"
The principal raised his eyebrows, "Are you talking about Lu Xia?"
"It seems to be this name." Zhao Lian vaguely remembered it, and he raised his head to look at the secretary-general again, "Your chairman specifically mentioned her to me, how is her grade this time?"
"It seems to be okay, let me check." When the secretary-general spoke, he took out his mobile phone, and after a while, he said: "186 points, ranking tenth."
As soon as Zhao Lian heard this, his interest in Lu Xia decreased a lot, but he still said: "This score is not bad, but I hope to make it to the national finals."
The secretary-general looked at him, and remembered what the director-general told him before, and opened his mouth to speak: "Then..."
It's just that he hadn't spoken yet, but was suppressed by the headmaster's voice.
"Although Lu Xia's academic performance has been relatively stable, her focus may be on other developments, and the focus should be on participation." The principal looked indifferent.
"That's right, it might be more promising to be a star." Zhao Lian shook his head with a smile, then turned to look at the secretary-general, "Old Tian, what did you just want to say?"
(end of this chapter)