Liang Lu turned over the information at hand, looked up at the girl standing in the center, absently leaning on the chair, with a rigid face, looking serious.
She has been like this since the day she saw the results. She didn't look good to anyone. If she didn't know, she thought who had offended her.
Everyone knows that she is in a bad mood and no one touches her. Most people's attention is on Qiao An and Nie Mi.
are waiting for Nie Mi to answer.
After all, Mr. Nie has been with them for so many years. It is the first time for him to participate in the independent admissions interview of National National Taiwan University. Why would he come if he doesn’t want to admit students?
Since Lao Nie has this idea, the female student in front of me looks like a good seedling again, and Lao Nie is very likely to be a disciple.
They are all waiting for a historic moment.
Who ever thought that Nie Mi only raised his eyelids indifferently, and what he said was similar to what Cheng Wu said in private: "You are learning piano, and my area of expertise is Huanghou. I have nowhere to point you. If you want to To find someone for advice, you should find a teacher in your professional field. They can provide you with more help than I can provide you."
The meaning of is very euphemistic and clear. Two words are not accepted.
Qiao's face turned pale.
The whole person stood in a daze, holding the CD in his hand tightly, biting his lips.
The interview classroom was as quiet as death.
No one thought that Nie Mi would straightforwardly reject a good seedling, but 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, her eyes were red, she stood there at a loss, and did not speak a few times with her mouth open, a little sympathetic, thinking about Fu After thinking about the relationship with Ge, he said, "Qiao, right? I think you have a good math score. Have you thought about your associate major? Are you interested in coming to our Department of Finance?"
Outside the classroom, Qiao Nian waited for seven or eight people. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, there were only a few people left besides her.
She finally moved her gaze away from the phone, checked the time, and frowned in wonder.
Why haven't she reached her yet?
She is not impatient, but she has been sitting here and waiting, and she is a little upset after waiting for a long time.
The scattered three or four people in the classroom also went to the next door one by one.
Qiao Nian was upset, turned off the phone, put it back in his bag, got up and walked to the door.
Finally, the penultimate person also came out of the next classroom, bumped her head on, looked her up and down, and asked, "Are you Qiao Nian?"
Qiao Nian raised his eyes, and responded with a wicked voice: "Well. I am."
The student didn’t expect that she would dress so casually when she came to participate in an interview. He was taken aback for a moment, then looked at her strangely, and said, “Oh, the teacher inside asked me to inform you that it’s here for you.”
Qiao Nian pressed the brim of his hat, covering the dark eyes, and thanked him: "Thank you."
She was so polite, the boy was embarrassed, touched the tip of his nose in a shame, and said shyly: "No, no need."
When I looked at her again, my attitude changed a lot, and I felt pity for the same disease. I said to her, "Why are you ranked last? Hey, all the teachers in the front should choose almost the same, and we suffered a lot when we ranked last. I have no hope of being selected, so go on!"
Qiao Nian lifted his eyelids and walked inside with a hum.
(End of this chapter)