371: 263 extra slots!_2 371: 263 extra slots!_2 Before he could finish, Tian Hanwen took a quick glance at him: “Ah, right, then you go and co back quickly.”
After speaking, she entered the room without looking back, and with a ‘peng’, the door closed in front of Tian Ye.
Tian Ye: “…”
What he had just said was that he had just co back from the club, not that he was about to go to the club, right?
Could Grandpa be any more dismissive?
Inside the room, the phone rang a few tis, and the dignified and elegant voice of Mrs.
Jiang emanated from the phone: “Hello.”
Even though it was over the phone, Tian Hanwen still felt embarrassed and scratched the back of his head: “Mrs.
Jiang, this is Tian Hanwen…ah yes, we t last ti at Xiaoxia’s dinner…haha, thanks to your kind words, I’m quite healthy, and how about you?
Are you doing well?”
After finishing the necessary but hollow niceties, Tian Hanwen took the opportunity to get to the point: “I won’t beat around the bush, this call is actually to ask for a favor.
I have a student who is hoping to secure a spot for assessnt at the Life Sciences Institute…”
Mrs.
Jiang’s initial warmth cooled imdiately upon hearing Tian Hanwen’s request, suddenly falling silent on the other end.
Mrs.
Jiang didn’t reply, so Tian Hanwen fell silent as well.
He knew that securing a spot wasn’t easy.
The awkward atmosphere lasted for about half a minute before Mrs.
Jiang seed to finally co up with an excuse, chuckling dryly as she spoke: “That Tian dear, it’s such bad luck, my son could indeed pull so strings at the national research academies before, and I could have gotten you that assessnt spot without you even asking, but…”
Tian Hanwen’s heart raced: “But what?”
Mrs.
Jiang gasped before continuing: “But…he has been transferred now and is no longer involved in that area…”
Tian Hanwen weakly responded: “Oh, I see, that really is unfortunate, sorry for troubling you…”
“Not at all,” Mrs.
Jiang privately sighed with relief, having successfully dodged a troubleso matter.
But then, she heard Tian Hanwen muttering to himself on the other end of the phone: “Then I should reply to Yeye first…”
Mrs.
Jiang hurriedly interjected: “Tian dear, who did you say you were going to reply to?”
Tian Hanwen paused: “Ah, Yeye, the top scholar of our year.
It’s for Yeye that I was asking for this spot…”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Mrs.
Jiang, voice dragging out in a long ‘oh dear’, said: “Why didn’t you say earlier it was for Yeye?
You had racking my brain for an excuse…”
Tian Hanwen hadn’t yet processed what was happening: “Eh?”
Mrs.
Jiang was already making arrangents on her end: “Next ti, have that kid call personally, no need to be so polite with , give five minutes…never mind, just tell her to sign up, she doesn’t have to worry about anything else.”
Tian Hanwen laughed gratefully: “That’s very kind of you, thank you so much.”
With Mrs.
Jiang’s promise, Tian Hanwen was reassured, but after hanging up the phone, he pondered it further.
Was Mrs.
Jiang giving him face?
Hadn’t she just said her son was transferred and no longer had influence in that area?
Why did she change her tune as soon as she heard the boss’s na?
Tian Hanwen’s eyes suddenly narrowed, could it be that Mrs.
Jiang simply didn’t want to help him before???
**
On Monday morning, the Departnt of Biodical Sciences’ academic system posted an announcent.
Several students planning to participate in the Life Sciences Institute’s prospective student assessnt were allowed to miss the first class of the morning, with a eting scheduled in the dean’s office in Virtue Building.
Dean Fan would explain the assessnt process.
The Life Sciences Institute’s assessnt is a major annual event for the Departnt of Clinical dicine, and freshn were also discussing it.
Qi Ran and Yang Qiange had arrived at the classroom for the first class, prepared with their textbooks, when Qi Ran looked around and asked, “Qiange, have you seen Yeye?”
With five minutes to class, Yeye was nowhere to be seen.
Yeye had breakfast with them this morning and then went to the bathroom; Qi Ran said she’d wait for her in the classroom, but wasn’t sure if she had heard.
But now, class was about to start, and she was still not back.
Yang Qiange glanced at Professor Tao’s stern expression on the lectern: “I haven’t seen her, don’t tell she’s skipping class?”
It was only a few weeks into the sester, and she was already skipping class.
She hadn’t been in the dormitory over the weekend; students from Capital City are so lazy, always off playing wild.
Following her gaze, Qi Ran also looked towards the lectern, and it just so happened to be Professor Tao’s physiology class.
Professor Tao was the strictest, always arriving early for class.
He liked diligent students the best and had no tolerance for those who skipped class.
Qi Ran kept her phone under the desk and dialed Xia Ye’s number.
The phone rang for quite a while, but no one answered, until it disconnected automatically.
As she was about to call again, Professor Tao’s authoritative voice bood from the lectern: “Alright, put your phones away, get ready for class!”
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