Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 398 - 392 Unilateral Slaughter

Chapter 398: Chapter 392 Unilateral Slaughter

Liao Bufan said, "Jiang Zhe, didn’t you start taking high school courses when you were in elementary school? In these few days since you’ve entered the school, you couldn’t have finished all the courses in traditional Chinese medicine, could you?"

Jiang Zhe was in a good mood today and replied indifferently, "Almost."

"Geez, that’s awesome! So, does that mean you’ll be taking extra majors and even skipping grades to go to graduate school soon?"

"If I have the time," Jiang Zhe replied nonchalantly.

"Then the special first-class scholarship, the excellence awards... from now on, they’re likely to be in the bag for you." The other students could only envy, without a trace of jealousy.

After all, they had long known the gap between them and Jiang Zhe was far too great.

However, Tan Feifei felt that Jiang Zhe was boasting. She might be somewhat impressive, but how could she possibly have finished all the courses in traditional Chinese medicine? How could such profound courses be completed so quickly?

Did she know what she was talking about?

Not to mention the courses to come, even this exam was not guaranteed to be aced by her.

Remembering the last time Jiang Zhe went to return a book at the office, and Tan Feifei was there, it was obvious that Professor Tan had a preference for Jiang Zhe, shoving all kinds of precious materials her way.

Could it be that Professor Tan was cutting her some slack on purpose to help Jiang Zhe win the award and the highest scholarship?

The more Tan Feifei thought about it, the more she found it likely, and she pretended to borrow Xia Enci’s textbook to look at it.

Although Xia Enci wasn’t very fond of her, she still lent it to Tan Feifei.

Tan Feifei flipped through it and saw that all the key points marked in Xia Enci’s textbook were related to the exam material. She realized instantly that there was indeed trickery involved.

She picked up Xia Enci’s textbook and quickly started taking photos.

In the evening after school, Qin Jingchen asked Jiang Zhe on WeChat if she was going back to the Siheyuan.

Jiang Zhe moved her sore arms and told him she wasn’t.

The result was within Qin Jingchen’s expectations.

It seemed the young girl was also feeling shy.

He put down the phone, no worries, he could wait.

Jiang Zhe returned to the dormitory, and Xia Enci asked in surprise, "It’s not cold yet, Xiaozhe, why are you wearing the autumn school uniform?"

"Just threw something on," Jiang Zhe replied.

The autumn school uniform had a relatively high collar. With the zipper pulled up, it could cover the neck.

There was no need to expose her limbs either.

Knowing that Jiang Zhe was always casual, Xia Enci didn’t inquire further and handed her a cup of hot water, "Drink more hot water if you have a cold. Your throat is all hoarse."

Jiang Zhe: "..."

After resting for the entire night, Jiang Zhe’s body finally recovered from the previous soreness.

It seemed that competing with Qin Jingchen in this regard and striving for a win was simply asking for trouble.

She had a lazy afternoon, had lunch, and took a nap before she barely recovered, but her mind still felt a bit dizzy, like walking on clouds.

Seeing her like this, Xia Enci thought it was just a symptom of her cold and reminded Jiang Zhe, "Oh Xiaozhe, remember the interview with the excellent students this afternoon. Professor Tan asked you not to forget."

...

Zhang Lingling returned to the classroom, and her classmates informed her, "Zhang Lingling, remember your work this afternoon. There are two things: one is the professional competition for the senior students, and the other is to remind the excellent students who are to be interviewed. Don’t forget the TV station interview this afternoon."

"I remember," said Zhang Lingling, who was very busy with her student council work.

She opened her work schedule. The outstanding student to be interviewed was Jiang Zhe; Professor Tan had already mentioned it.

If it hadn’t been for Jiang Zhe, she might have been the most likely candidate.

But the school had already designated Jiang Zhe, so she had to let the matter go.

The other matter was the national competition for senior students from traditional Chinese medicine universities across the provinces, which had reached the final stage, a showdown between Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine University and Modu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

It was going to test extremely professional knowledge, and since it was the final, the contest would be broadcast live on TV.

The viewership was actually quite average, completely lost in a sea of variety shows filled with celebrities and internet stars.

But it was still quite popular among students, since it was highly relevant to them.

Both tasks were organized within the school.

After Zhang Lingling arranged everything for the senior competition, she sat for a while. Halfway through the competition, she turned to remind Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe had just woken up from her nap, her eyes still somewhat unfocused.

"Jiang Zhe, it’s almost time for your interview."

"I know," Jiang Zhe said, picking up her bag and heading out, still in her school uniform.

"Aren’t you going to change clothes?" Zhang Lingling asked in surprise.