His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1009: What Kind of Person Do You Most Want to Become?_1

Chapter 1009: Chapter 1009: What Kind of Person Do You Most Want to Become?_1

Chapter 1009

But they had been listening for quite some time, without hearing much.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Chloe Collins stood in the doorway.

A few people smirked and immediately dispersed like birds scattering!

She strolled over to Class 8, returning to the desk she hadn’t done so for several months.

There were still her comic books and a few textbooks in the drawer.

In addition to these, there was a pile of pink envelopes.

Upon opening the drawer, the envelopes scattered out all at once.

At the same time, in the key class.

In the quiet classroom, only Raine Nolan was packing up.

Everyone had their textbooks and study materials in hand, yet no one could concentrate.

They were watching her leisurely pack her desk, one book after another, slowly placing them into the cardboard box.

Doing something they had all been dreaming of doing for the past three years.

They had to wait for another month to do this, but Raine Nolan, she had nothing to worry about now.

"Raine, I’m so envious of you. You’re the only one in our class who got an early admission to Capitol University, right?"

"Raine, what major did you apply to?"

Raine Nolan smiled, proudly saying, "Mathematics."

"Wow, Mathematics Department, that’s the ’ace’ major of Capitol University! You can’t get in without scoring 700 in College Entrance Exam. That’s impressive!"

Raine Nolan tossed a book into the box, saying, "Even if I took the College Entrance Exam, I could still score 700. So, it’s all the same."

Everyone looked at her with envy.

Some of them still needed to attend training camps and exams organized by specific universities to receive early admission opportunities, but Raine Nolan had already secured her place due to an excellent performance in the Chemistry competition.

"Raine, what major did Chloe Collins choose? The same as you?"

Raine Nolan’s smile faded slightly.

Even though she got early admission this time, the hot topic of school discussion wasn’t her.

She didn’t respond to the student immediately, finishing packing before turning to say, "So, good luck with the college entrance exam. Don’t get nervous and underperform. I’m leaving for my vacation now."

Having said that, she squinted and smiled, carrying her box out of the classroom.

Pretty much no one had the mood to study anymore. They felt discouraged.

Inside class 8.

As soon as the bell rang for break, everyone started discussing the majors they wanted to study in the future and the jobs they wanted to do.

Layla Lowell wanted to study Chemistry, Wanda Wesley wanted to study Medicine, Robert Foster was trying to persuade his parents to let him go to the Music Academy, and Diego Willis had a dream of bringing glory to his country and wanted to go to the Sports Academy to become a professional swimmer.

Jameson Spence was comprehensive, he had already planned his studies from undergraduate to postgraduate, studying management to take over the family business.

As for the other students, quite a lot of them had already made plans for the next ten years.

Ten years later seemed to be very distant.

Chloe Collins was idly holding a comic book, seemingly calm as she stared at the page and spinning her pen with the other hand.

Robert Foster leaned over, looked at the comic book and then at her: "Chloe, how come you’ve been reading for so long, still on the same page?"

Chloe Collins looked up slightly, her cold gaze falling on his face: "Any comments?"

Perhaps sensing her mood was off, Robert Foster swiftly turned the page for her: "Here, let me turn the page for you."

Upon saying that, he opened a bottle of water, "Drink up, sis."

Chloe Collins took it, taking a sip, and gave him two cents of approval.

"Sis, what do you want to do in the future? Is there anything you particularly want to do, or, is there a certain kind of person you particularly want to become?" Robert Foster asked curiously.

Suddenly, the surrounding noise quieted down slightly. It seemed like, everyone was rather curious about her thoughts.

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(What are your dreams?)

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