Liang Lu flipped through the information at hand, looked up at the girl standing in the center, and leaned on the chair absentmindedly, with a rigid face, looking very serious.
She has been like this since the day she saw her results. She doesn't look good on anyone, and she doesn't know who she is but she thinks someone has offended her.
Everyone else knew that she was in a bad mood and no one tried to touch her. Most of the people's attention was focused on Qiao Ai and Nie Mi.
They all waited for Nie Mi to answer.
After all, Mr. Nie has participated in the independent admissions interview of Tsinghua University with them for the first time in so many years. Why would he come if he didn’t want to accept students?
Since Mr. Nie has this idea, and the female student in front of him seems to be a good prospect, there is a high possibility that Mr. Nie will accept a disciple.
They are all waiting for a historic moment.
Who would have thought that Nie Mi just raised his eyelids indifferently and said something similar to what he said to Cheng Wu in private: "You study piano, and my area of expertise is konghou. I have nothing to teach you. If you want to
When looking for guidance, you should look for teachers in your professional field. The help they can provide you is much greater than the help I can provide you."
This meaning is expressed very euphemistically and clearly, in two words, don’t accept it.
Qiao Ai's face turned pale.
He stood there dumbfounded, clutching the CD in his hand so hard that he almost bit his lip.
The interview classroom was deathly quiet.
No one expected Nie Mi to reject a good idea outright, but no matter what, no one was surprised.
The atmosphere is a bit dull.
Cheng Wu looked at the girl standing in the middle of the classroom. Eyes from all directions fell on her. The corners of her eyes were red. She stood there at a loss. She opened her mouth several times without saying anything. She felt a little sympathetic and thought about Fu.
After thinking about the relationship between Ge and Ge, he said, "Qiao Ai, right? I think you have good grades in mathematics. Have you decided on your secondary major? Are you interested in joining our finance department?"
*
Outside the classroom, Qiao Nian was waiting for seven or eight people, and saw that there were fewer and fewer people in the classroom. Apart from her, there were only a few people left.
She finally looked away from her phone, looked at the time, and frowned in confusion.
Why hasn't it reached her yet?
It's not that she's impatient, it's just that she's been sitting here waiting, and she's a little upset after waiting for a long time.
The three or four people in the classroom also went to the next door one by one.
Qiao Nian was upset, closed her phone, put it back in her bag, got up and walked to the door.
Finally, the second-to-last person also came out of the next classroom, bumped into her, looked her up and down, and asked, "Are you Qiao Nian?"
Qiao Nian raised her eyes and responded angrily: "Yes. I am."
The student didn't expect her to be dressed so casually for an interview. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at her strangely and said, "Oh, the teacher inside asked me to inform you that it's your turn."
Qiao Nian pressed down the brim of her hat, covering her dark eyes, and thanked him: "Thank you."
She was so polite, but the boy felt embarrassed. He touched the tip of his nose and said shyly: "No, no need."
When he looked at her again, his attitude had improved a lot, and he felt like he was in the same boat. He said to her: "Why are you ranked last? Hey, the teachers in front of me all chose the same things. We suffered a lot by being ranked last."
I have no hope of being selected, so work hard!"
Qiao Nian raised her eyelids, hummed and walked inside.
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