Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 360: The Splendid Flower that Bloomed from the Thorns

Chapter 360: Chapter 360: The Splendid Flower that Bloomed from the Thorns

Other people also started joking around, "Alright, come on! Let’s witness where Jiang Zhe ends up this time!"

"What are the rules? Tell us about it."

Everyone was very interested and gathered around to see how Jiang Zhe would choose.

No one had seen or even heard of this way of choosing colleges before.

Xiao Meng said with a smile, "Xiaozhe means that whatever number you roll, take out the college enrollment catalog and turn to that page, and then roll again to pick a college and major from that page."

"Yeah, that’s the idea," Jiang Zhe nodded.

"Okay, here, let me turn the pages for you!" Xia Enci took out the thick manual and placed it on the table.

Having become accustomed to Jiang Zhe’s unconventional decisions, her peers were no longer surprised.

Lou Qiaoyin initially wanted to persuade her, but then she thought, Jiang Zhe could score full marks even in the unnamed class. A girl like her, even if placed in the mud, would blossom radiantly. Respecting her whims was the best way to care for her.

...

Office of the principal at the Beijing No.1 High School.

The principals and professors of several universities who had worked in vain all day hadn’t given up their efforts.

They had already contacted Jiang Zhe through various channels previously, expressing their desire to admit her to their schools, but Jiang Zhe had always rejected them very directly.

They had come specially and continued to make an effort but, upon arrival, as expected, they saw the principals and professors from other schools. Everyone exchanged a knowing smile, understanding each other without words.

However, the results of the meeting with Jiang Zhe remained very unsatisfactory.

Facing repeated persuasion from so many people, Jiang Zhe never budged and later simply excused herself, saying she had other things to do, and went back to school.

Yet they chose not to leave because as long as Jiang Zhe hadn’t confirmed her final choice of major, there was still a chance for them.

Director Han offered them tea with a smile, "Jiang Zhe is just like this. She won’t do anything she doesn’t like."

Everyone could hear a lot of joy in his tone, clearly, he had enjoyed being turned down by Jiang Zhe many times before. Now seeing others share in that experience, his pleasure was more than evident.

"Director Han, could you invite Jiang Zhe over for a few more words?" asked the principal of Beijing University North.

"Sorry, but I really can’t do that."

Director Han had already promised Jiang Zhe that he wouldn’t bother her about this matter anymore.

The others had to temporarily suppress their eagerness and wait patiently.

"How about everyone heads back first? I’ll try to persuade Jiang Zhe later," suggested Director Han, seeing that it was getting nowhere.

No one made the first move, so nobody moved.

"Professor Tan, why don’t you go back first?" asked Director Han, who had been worn out by a day of waiting and had lost some patience.

He addressed Professor Tan first because Tan was from Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine University, specializing in a field related to Chinese medicine and medicinal herbs.

Among the many prestigious university principals and professors waiting there, Professor Tan’s school and specialty were quite different from the others.

If Jiang Zhe was indifferent even to the prestigious schools, the likelihood of her being interested in Professor Tan’s field was even more remote.

Professor Tan adjusted his glasses and said, "I’ll wait a bit more, just in case, right?"

"Old Tan, to be honest, the chance that Jiang Zhe will choose your field is really too small. You should head back," said the principal of Shengjing University candidly.

"Yes, I agree with Principal Li’s words. Jiang Zhe isn’t even interested in the key majors of Beijing University, and she’s probably even less interested in Chinese medicine. It’s a very small chance," said Professor Wang, from the prestigious computer science major at Beijing University.

Professor Tan knew they meant well. His school and his field didn’t stand much of a chance among this group.

When he arrived at First Middle School, the school leaders and colleagues had already said these words to him, advising him not to waste his efforts.

From various signs, Jiang Zhe showed no interest in medicine or medical skills, nor any enthusiasm to learn them.

The difficulty of getting her to enroll was as hard as reaching the heavens.

"I’ve received everyone’s warnings; I’ll just wait a bit longer," he said.

Professor Tan seldom came to recruit a student like this in the past. His insistence this year was firstly due to his true appreciation of talent and, secondly, because traditional Chinese medicine was gradually declining. He wanted to use Jiang Zhe’s enrollment and her future development to show more people the value of studying traditional Chinese medicine.

Even if the chance was slim, he still wanted to give it a try.

Seeing his determination, everyone stopped trying to persuade him.

But they all knew the chances were slim and it was bound to be unsuccessful.

...

In the unnamed class, Jiang Zhe had just thrown the dice a few times.

"I’ve turned to this page!" Xia Enci immediately turned to that page.

"What school is it?" Everyone was curious which school Jiang Zhe had rolled.

"I won’t show you. Xiaozhe, keep going! Roll two more numbers for your major!"

Jiang Zhe picked up the dice, and He Ling pressed down on her hand, "Are you really going to choose whatever you roll?"

"Is there any doubt?" Jiang Zhe retorted.

He Ling, who was also a person of impulse and did whatever she wanted, immediately let go and made a gesture of respect, "I admire you. Continue."

Jiang Zhe threw the dice casually, not taking it seriously.

But everyone else’s hearts were raised; if she really chose a school this way, who knew what she would end up with.

Glancing at the handbook Xia Enci was flipping through, it seemed they were already toward the back, seemingly having ruled out the prestigious schools.

To score so high only to go to such a school, everyone still felt a need to pity Jiang Zhe a bit.

Yet, Jiang Zhe threw the dice with utter indifference. After Xia Enci saw the number clearly, her finger moved on the page, "Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine University’s Chinese medicinal materials specialty."

Jiang Zhe raised an eyebrow. She had actually chosen this?

Fine, since she had rolled it, that would be it.

She grabbed her application form and swiftly filled in the school name and major as her first choice with flamboyant strokes.

"What about your second choice?" a classmate asked. "Are you still rolling?"

"Just this one," Jiang Zhe put down her pen, "As agreed, whichever is chosen will be it."

Everyone remembered her performance and, of course, was not worried about her first choice not being admitted. The school and major she had chosen would be more than welcoming.

The other choices didn’t matter if left unfilled.

Lou Qiaoyin carefully collected Jiang Zhe’s application form.

Everyone else’s choices were also all handed in.

She took a stack of application forms and went straight to the principal’s office.

Jiang Zhe’s choice was a matter of concern to the entire school and even the whole country; she needed to report it to the principal and others immediately.