"But Mom, no one’s ever seen Noelle. It won’t be easy to find her."
At the sa ti as she felt excited, Alma also felt a twinge of worry.
"What if Noelle has already taken on a disciple, or what if she’s like Grandpa Eugene — not easily accepting students?"
"How will you know if you don’t try?" Beverly said. Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside and whispered,
"Quiet."
Seeing her mother’s straight posture, Alma followed suit, straightening her back.
As the footsteps grew closer, the door was pushed open, and Grandpa Nathan ca in with a hearty laugh.
"Finally got that old coot out of here. His presence was nearly freezing the place."
Beverly and Alma shared a knowing smile, their elegant upbringing shining through.
"Beverly, I’m really sorry. That old man is so stubborn, and once he’s made up his mind, not even nine bulls can pull him back."
"Mr. Nathan, you’re being too hard on yourself. Without your introduction, we would never have had the chance to et Mr. Eugene. You’ve helped us greatly. It’s just that Alma is not good enough to catch Mr. Eugene’s eye. It’s not your fault."
Nathan was moved by her words and said with so embarrassnt,
"In that case, I know a master who’s even better than Morgan. I’ll introduce you to him soti."
"Mr. Nathan, Alma has always admired your skills, but unfortunately, she hasn’t been lucky enough to beco your student. She believes that the only person who could possibly match you is Mr. Eugene. But now that Mr. Eugene has chosen soone else, Alma is too proud to settle for less."
"No, no, no, you’re giving too much credit. The only person in our country who can match that old man is Noelle."
She never entertained guests.
Even for business tycoons and nouveau riche, getting a eting with her was as difficult as climbing to heaven.
"Grandpa Nathan, you’re the best!" Alma suddenly hugged his arm, overwheld with gratitude.
"You’re even better to than my own grandpa. If there’s a next life, I really want to be your granddaughter."
"Hahaha, your flattery is getting better and better." Nathan chuckled.
But Beverly sternly said,
"Alma, stop ssing around and let go of his arm."
"No, I like Grandpa Nathan! If I could be his granddaughter in my next life, then I would thank God every day. I would cook for him, accompany him to wherever he wanted to go, do whatever he wanted to do, and take care of him for the rest of his life."
Beverly smiled helplessly, then turned to Nathan.
"She’s acting disrespectfully, but she really does admire and adore you. She has often envied your disciples at ho, wishing she could receive your guidance."
"Hahaha, I’m flattered." Nathan was embarrassed by the complints.
On the other side.
As soon as Mr. Eugene stepped out of the coffee shop, he sent a ssage to Rose.
This ti, it was his 60th birthday, and he planned to celebrate it in a big way.
Perhaps fearing Rose wouldn’t show, Mr. Eugene added:
[If you don’t co, I’ll never spoil you again. I’ll be so mad, so mad that a few sweet words won’t cool down. I’m telling you, the consequences are severe.]
At that ti, Rose arrived at Sumrfield University’s South Hall. A few girls couldn’t help but say,
"Look, Sumrfield University’s South Hall is even grander than the North Hall — much better looking than our shabby Hall."
"Don’t lose our morale by admiring others. What’s the big deal about a grand hall? Having outstanding students is what really matters."
"Exactly, we must bring glory to Westerly University today!"
"Rose!"
At that mont, Joyce and Mya saw Rose, and they rushed over to hold her hand.
"We’ve been waiting for you, and it’s our turn next! So nervous!"
For so reason, seeing Rose made them feel suddenly at ease.
At that ti, Andrew also noticed them. He stood up and walked toward them, not forgetting to comfort the students behind Rose.
"It’s okay, just do your best. You don’t always have to be number one."
The students looked puzzled, seemingly not sure what Andrew was talking about.
"You guys spent so long there... were you crying?"
So Rose spent a good deal of ti comforting them.
Andrew was well aware of Westerly University’s level of talent.
They probably lost and were crying.
"You haven’t disgraced Westerly University, don’t bla yourselves."
As soon as Andrew’s words fell, a short-haired girl said,
"Andrew, we didn’t disgrace Westerly University. On the contrary, Rose really showed up at the other schools today! Especially Sumrfield University — their faces turned green!"
"Let tell it!" A girl with a ponytail jumped in.
"Alma, who thinks she’s unbeatable at violin, was praised by all the judges. Suddenly, she challenged Rose to co on stage. After Rose went up, her violin skills were simply crushing everyone there. The judges couldn’t stop praising Rose, and they were fighting to take her as a student, hoping she would participate in the international violin competition and bring glory to our country!"
Andrew and his team of elite students were dumbfounded.
Especially Mya and Joyce. They had known Rose for such a long ti and didn’t know Rose could play the violin.
"Also, Alma lost, wasn’t convinced, and challenged Rose to a ga of chess in private. Guess who showed up? It was Mr. Eugene!! The internationally famous chess master, one of the three titans of the chess world — Mr. Eugene, personally ca to the backstage of Sumrfield University just to play a ga of chess with Rose!"
"But Mom, no one’s ever seen Noelle. It won’t be easy to find her."
At the sa ti as she felt excited, Alma also felt a twinge of worry.
"What if Noelle has already taken on a disciple, or what if she’s like Grandpa Eugene — not easily accepting students?"
"How will you know if you don’t try?" Beverly said. Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside and whispered,
"Quiet."
Seeing her mother’s straight posture, Alma followed suit, straightening her back.
As the footsteps grew closer, the door was pushed open, and Grandpa Nathan ca in with a hearty laugh.
"Finally got that old coot out of here. His presence was nearly freezing the place."
Beverly and Alma shared a knowing smile, their elegant upbringing shining through.
"Beverly, I’m really sorry. That old man is so stubborn, and once he’s made up his mind, not even nine bulls can pull him back."
"Mr. Nathan, you’re being too hard on yourself. Without your introduction, we would never have had the chance to et Mr. Eugene. You’ve helped us greatly. It’s just that Alma is not good enough to catch Mr. Eugene’s eye. It’s not your fault."
Nathan was moved by her words and said with so embarrassnt,
"In that case, I know a master who’s even better than Morgan. I’ll introduce you to him soti."
"Mr. Nathan, Alma has always admired your skills, but unfortunately, she hasn’t been lucky enough to beco your student. She believes that the only person who could possibly match you is Mr. Eugene. But now that Mr. Eugene has chosen soone else, Alma is too proud to settle for less."
"No, no, no, you’re giving too much credit. The only person in our country who can match that old man is Noelle."
She never entertained guests.
Even for business tycoons and nouveau riche, getting a eting with her was as difficult as climbing to heaven.
"Grandpa Nathan, you’re the best!" Alma suddenly hugged his arm, overwheld with gratitude.
"You’re even better to than my own grandpa. If there’s a next life, I really want to be your granddaughter."
"Hahaha, your flattery is getting better and better." Nathan chuckled.
But Beverly sternly said,
"Alma, stop ssing around and let go of his arm."
"No, I like Grandpa Nathan! If I could be his granddaughter in my next life, then I would thank God every day. I would cook for him, accompany him to wherever he wanted to go, do whatever he wanted to do, and take care of him for the rest of his life."
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