The people in the principal’s office suddenly heard this and shivered, glancing at each other with disdain before looking at the door.
Thomas Ziegler sighed in relief when he saw who was coming; if they hadn’t arrived, he feared the group would start fighting as they spoke.
He quickly waved and happily spoke, "Claire Green, let introduce you to these teachers from various universities; they’ve co here specifically for you today."
No sooner had he finished speaking when the old man from Capital University spoke urgently, "You must be Claire Green; you look so vibrant."
Claire Green raised her eyebrows lazily, "College professors sure have unique ways of complinting people."
The old man, unbothered, waved his hand, "Don’t mind the details. Let introduce myself; I’m Raymond Jas, director at Capital University. You know my purpose in coming today. If you choose our school, we’ll waive all tuition fees, give you more scholarships than other students, and we have specialized labs for all major faculties. With your talent, you can excel in any lab."
After he finished speaking.
The rest couldn’t sit still, glaring at Raymond Jas before quickly jumping in to compete for her attention.
"Don’t listen to him, student; join us at Seastream. I guarantee lab access as soon as you enroll, all tuition fees waived, and we’ll cover all lab costs. If you achieve good experintal results, we’ll aim for the best rewards from above."
"Claire, our Cloud Prefecture offers beautiful scenery year-round and a mild climate, producing many elites. Co to our school, and in addition to what they ntioned, we’ll provide specialized research ntors..."
"Co to South An, and we’ll cover tuition, scholarships, lab expenses... nothing will be lacking."
After their pitches, they glared at each other and snorted simultaneously.
The competitive spirit in their eyes flared up instantly.
"I say, Old Zhou, when did your school’s treatnt get so good? I’ve never heard of it," Raymond Jas said with a smirk.
Zhou Yi grinned at him, "There are a lot of things you don’t know. For students as outstanding as Claire Green, we naturally offer the best conditions."
Seeing the group arguing again, Thomas Ziegler rubbed his temples, helplessly leaning towards Claire Green and inquiring softly.
"Which school are you planning to choose?"
Claire Green casually smiled, "None of them."
What?
Thomas Ziegler looked at her in disbelief, unable to comprehend why.
Considering early admission allows one to skip the college entrance exams, especially with such great benefits now, she surprisingly intends to reject them.
Suddenly.
Raymond Jas confidently said, "It’s pointless for us to keep arguing; it’s up to Claire to decide."
Upon hearing this, they realized he was right and sat quietly.
"Claire, think carefully; we’re not in a rush."
Faced with their expectant gazes, Claire chuckled softly and declined, "Sorry, I don’t intend to choose."
As soon as she finished saying this, Raymond Jas and the others were taken aback, still not quite processing it.
Did she just refuse?
After a while.
Nan Yi couldn’t help but ask, "Claire, why? Is it because our offers weren’t good enough?"
Claire, thinking of sothing, smiled subtly.
Her voice, casual with a hint of mischief, "Because I enjoy the atmosphere of taking exams with my classmates more."
Upon hearing this, Thomas Ziegler’s brows twitched, recalling her actions along the way, his face involuntarily twitching.
Our little ancestor speaks with no sign of guilt.
She probably enjoys the atmosphere of sleeping during exams.
Raymond Jas and the others hadn’t expected this reason, and suddenly their expressions turned sowhat comical.
"Are you sure you want to refuse? If you do, you’ll have to take the college entrance exam like everyone else, and that situation involves certain risks."
Raymond Jas pondered for a few seconds and looked at her seriously.
Claire Green listened, then chuckled nonchalantly, "It’s just the entrance exam; how hard can it be?"
With that, she didn’t wait for them to respond, casually tossing out a remark and leaving.
"See you after the entrance exam."
Raymond Jas and the others exchanged glances, then suddenly, he laughed heartily, "She’s indeed a very interesting young lady."
"Absolutely, never have we encountered such a peculiar reason for refusal in all our years of recruitnt."
Thomas Ziegler wiped the sweat from his palms, apologetically saying, "Really sorry, that’s just her personality. However, with her skills, taking the entrance exam won’t be a problem."
"No worries; since Claire chose the exam, we’ll take our leave."
...
As soon as Claire Green returned to the classroom, all eyes curious turned towards her.
Isabella Xyler excitedly pulled her arm, "Olivia, quickly, tell us, which school did you choose?"
"Yeah, Olivia, did those recruitnt teachers end up fighting?"
Claire Green scanned the room with calm eyes, unhurriedly returning to her seat.
"Didn’t choose."
Just three words, yet they stunned everyone in class six into silence.
Shortly after.
John Sinclair pinched Sebastian Winn’s arm, asking chanically, "Fatty, does that hurt?"
Sebastian Winn rubbed the pinched spot, "Of course it hurts; pinch yourself and see."
Witnessing their actions, a faint smile swept across Claire’s eyes.
"Wow, Olivia, you might be the first not to choose."
"Olivia never fails to amaze, turning down such a golden opportunity without a second thought."
John Sinclair turned his head in a daze, "Olivia, why?"
"Just don’t want to choose," Claire’s voice was flat, "Take out your textbooks, let’s start reviewing."
Seeing this, John Sinclair and the others suppressed their suspicions and obediently took out their textbooks, looking at her.
Then, under everyone’s surprised stares, Claire and the others began reviewing.
The whole classroom could only hear the girl’s clean and cold voice.
Unknowingly, everyone was engrossed, taking out their textbooks and their hands began moving to take notes.
Normally, during classes, their minds would go blank as soon as the teacher started explaining. But now, hearing the girl’s approach to problem-solving, they astonishingly understood everything.
Grace Carter originally planned to ask about Claire’s refusal of early admission, but upon reaching the classroom door, she saw this scene.
It turns out the students of class six aren’t opposed to studying; they just lacked the motivation to learn.
Suddenly.
An idea popped into Grace Carter’s mind, as she gently observed the girl for a few seconds before turning around.
...
"What, you want Claire Green to teach the students of class six?" Thomas Ziegler was shocked, "Ms. Carter, you’re not joking, right?"
"Principal, you’re aware of class six’s situation. Since Claire Green joined, the previous incidents of fighting and trouble have nearly ceased," Grace Carter earnestly suggested.
"Moreover, with Claire’s abilities, having her teach class six can serve as a great deterrent. Principal, as educators, we shouldn’t give up on any student. If our teaching thods are ineffective for class six, why not try a different approach..."
Thomas Ziegler listened quietly, then furrowed his brows as he considered the feasibility.
Grace Carter’s point was valid; class six had always been the most troubleso class for all teachers, constantly receiving various complaints. Yet, ever since our little ancestor arrived, those issues have ceased.
But having her teach the class... Thomas Ziegler hesitated, then nodded under Grace’s hopeful gaze.
"Alright, but there’s one condition: in the next exam, all students in class six must pass."
"Agreed."
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