Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 530 Suspect identity, are you satisfied? [2 updates]

Chapter 530: 530 Suspect identity, are you satisfied? [2 updates]

Liberal arts students indeed have it much harder than science students to score full marks.

The Director of the Academic Affairs couldn’t help but sigh, "This Ye Wanlan is truly a genius."

He had no idea that his two sentences were like two sharp knives, one after the other stabbing into the heart of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School’s principal.

A sharp pain spread rapidly, instantly drenched in blood.

The principal of No.1 Middle School was stunned for a full ten seconds before he asked, half a beat slower, "What... did you say?"

Ye Wanlan was not only this year’s liberal arts top scorer but had also scored full marks?!

"The news from No.7 Middle School is undeniable," the Director of Academic Affairs lowered his voice, "Principal, even though we aren’t allowed to publicize high-scoring students anymore, but full marks... How could that possibly be contained? If you were in charge, you’d definitely want the whole world to know about a full mark top scorer in your school!"

The principal of No.1 Middle School didn’t respond; his eyes were wide, and his breathing grew heavier.

At this moment, an unprecedented feeling of regret was like a cold snake, bit by bit gnawing at his heart, making the depths of his soul feel chilly.

Full mark top scorer!

Although Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School had already produced Lin Wenli, a high-scoring science top scorer, who wouldn’t want another top scorer for their school?

The principal of No.1 Middle School was filled with extreme regret, feeling as though ants were eating away at his heart.

"I will go and create the banner as per your instructions now, Principal," said the Director of Academic Affairs. After speaking, he quickly left without looking again at the principal’s expression.

**

After the results were officially released, more universities started to contact Lin Huaijin.

Lin Huaijin felt lucky that they had moved to Yunjing after the end of the college entrance exams and their new address had not been given out.

Otherwise, he feared that the zealous university recruitment staff might barge into his home to kidnap him.

Because Ye Wanlan had decided early on to attend Yunjing University, only Yunjing University’s recruitment team was successful in entering the Lin Family.

The leader of the team was a professor who taught National Studies.

"Student Wanlan, it truly is ’a hero comes forth from youth’!" The National Studies Professor was very pleased, "I have also read your essay, and it is very well written; I’ve decided that in September, when classes start, I must speak about your essay in my National Studies class. Would you be interested in being a guest speaker for that lecture?"

"It would be an honor," Ye Wanlan said with a slight smile, "If you invite me, I will certainly come."

Professor Xue was secretly astonished.

He was not familiar with this National Studies Professor but had heard of his serious demeanor.

For him to make such a remark, what kind of essay had Ye Wanlan written?

"This year’s essay topic was ’Communication’—a broad subject," the National Studies Professor explained, noticing the puzzled looks, and smiled, "Student Wanlan has quite the ideas, she wrote a letter in the voice of Princess Yongning to the King of Yan."

"!!!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was greatly surprised.

Yan Tingfeng suddenly looked up, his gaze like lightning as he turned to Ye Wanlan, his pupils sharply contracting.

Writing a letter in the voice of Princess Yongning to the King of Yan?

Waves of shock rose in his heart, one after another slamming into his chest; even Yan Tingfeng felt a deep shudder.

"The essay was very well written, not in vernacular language, but in Classical Chinese," the National Studies Professor continued, "Seeing Student Wanlan’s thousand-word essay, it’s clear she has a profound foundation in literature. It is a pity if she does not study National Studies!"

Professor Xue’s face stiffened, but his heart also felt relieved.

Fortunately, Ye Wanlan firmly chose the field of historical archaeology.

Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes drooped, but a hint of severity formed at the corners of his brows.

Perhaps, he needed to do something to confirm certain things.

If...

Yan Tingfeng’s fingers clenched tightly, slowly exhaling to calm his intensely beating heart.

"Wanlan’s essay could be used as a textbook for my class," the National Studies Professor continued to praise without end. "The word choice is apt, the emotions are on point... This essay, even if placed in ancient times, would certainly be no weaker than the works of the ancients!"

"Professor, if you keep praising me like this, I might start floating," Ye Wanlan said with a slight chuckle.

"Ah, but I’m just speaking the honest truth," the National Studies Professor immediately corrected, "However, the most important thing today is about you going to Yunjing University. We still have to sign the documents, otherwise those old folks won’t feel at ease."

A genius like Ye Wanlan was fiercely competed for by the universities; they couldn’t afford to let their guard down.

"Mr. Lin, and Lin Wenli," the National Studies Professor added, "Our admissions department’s other group will also be coming over soon. Do you know where he is now?"

"Oh, Wenli, he’s already been accepted by Shenzhou University after passing their interview and written exam," Lin Huaijin said.

"..."

An abrupt silence fell.

The faces of the admissions team members exchanged looks, stunned by the revelation.

"Since it’s Shenzhou University..." the National Studies Professor coughed lightly, "I might as well call them and tell them not to come here for nothing."

Students from Shenzhou University were out of their reach; even if they wanted to grab them, it would be an impossible task.

**

Right now, the entrance of Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School was surrounded by entertainment reporters, paralyzing traffic completely.

And these people could not be chased away no matter what; security personnel could only stop them from entering the school grounds and affecting the students’ studies.

But the reporters stretched their microphones as far as they could, asking questions that were trickier than the last.

They hoisted their cameras and shouted that if anyone dared lay a hand on them, they would send Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School soaring up the trending searches.

"Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School’s teaching environment was not good before, but it has improved greatly this year, gradually matching the standards of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School. This coincides with Ms. Ye Wanlan’s enrollment. Is there some unsavory deal involved?"

"As netizens are aware, last year, Ms. Ye Wanlan led your school to a first-place victory in the physics competition. Yet, she chose history as her subject. What’s the trick behind this?"

"What exactly are Ms. Ye Wanlan’s college entrance exam scores? Your school’s secrecy won’t last forever!"

Entertainment reporters are among the groups in the world that fear chaos the least; in fact, they often hope for bigger scandals.

That way, new hot topics will emerge, which they can exploit to capture headlines and maximize their profits.

The reporters were aggressive, seemingly determined not to stop until they got answers.

They did not care in the least about the dark expressions on the faces of Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School’s faculty; they only wanted the answers they sought.

Another sharp-eyed reporter asked, "Your school’s teachers are so protective of Ye Wanlan, even though she hardly attended school for a whole year... Plus, all of your school’s facilities have been renewed. Could it be that Ye Wanlan’s sponsor is..."

He paused there, smiling meaningfully, "After all, it’s not as if she hasn’t done such things before. Now that the second young master of the Zhou Family is down, it wouldn’t be a problem for her to switch to a new one, would it?"

At those words, the staff at No.7 Middle School immediately showed expressions of outrage.

"Noise, noise, what’s all this noise about? Spreading yellow rumors about our students?" The Physics Group Leader, who was a bit late, heard this and flew into a rage.

Pushing others aside, he stepped forward, spittle flying directly onto the reporter’s face: "She went to the physics competition because I begged her to go, and her continuing with the arts is because she likes history. Neither Professor Yuwen nor I could persuade her otherwise. You’re asking about her college entrance exam scores, eh? She’s this year’s top scorer with a perfect score. Satisfied now, huh?!"