The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 970 - 969: I Did Poorly on My Chinese College Entrance Exam

Chapter 970: Chapter 969: I Did Poorly on My Chinese College Entrance Exam

As the master-level representatives of the Calligraphy and Painting Circle, the students simply couldn’t understand why the three masters had gone to the Physics Department.

But the entry management of the Physics Department was especially strict today. Physics Department students guarded the entrance to the building, blocking anyone who wasn’t a student or teacher from their department.

Some curious students from other departments couldn’t hold back and quietly started fishing for information.

"Bro, what’s going on? Did something happen in your department?"

"Pfft! It’s your department that has trouble! We’re welcoming our department’s pride today! The three masters are here to greet the pride of our department!"

"Department’s pride? Who’s that?"

The seniors in the Physics Department remained tight-lipped, mimicking Kang Hongbin’s tone mysteriously: "The first girl you notice in the crowd, that’s our pride!"

Students from the other departments heard this, curled their lips, and walked off grumbling.

"In a crowd like this, how are we supposed to find her!"

"If you don’t want to say, then just don’t say it. Don’t mess with us like this!"

"So your pride’s amazing, huh? What score did she get to enter your department?!"

The seniors from the Physics Department didn’t back down either, loudly shouting, "789! Our pride scored 789! What about it?!"

"Seven...hundred...eighty-nine..."

"Damn, that’s insane! No wonder the three masters from Jinjing showed up!"

"This makes me unworthy. Let’s meet again through a message in a bottle."

"..."

——

Girls’ dormitory building.

Lu Yutian had been at Qing University for four days now. Except for seeing Professor Mou Taohui briefly during the welcome ceremony on the first day, she hadn’t seen him at all afterward.

As the top scorer admitted to the Elite Class this year, she inherently felt she was exceptional and naturally desired to communicate more with prominent figures like the dean and professors.

Unfortunately, no opportunities had presented themselves.

At this moment, she was walking back to her dorm room, accompanied by a diligent senior carrying several large bags of daily supplies—all of which evidently belonged to Lu Yutian.

Seeing many people rushing in a certain direction, Lu Yutian curiously asked, "Senior, what’s going on? Where are they all headed?"

"Probably to see the three masters from Jinjing. I heard they’ve come to the campus, and it’s rare to see them together, so everyone’s rushing over to get a glimpse."

"..." Lu Yutian lowered her eyelids, shook her head helplessly, and sighed, "Oh, I see..."

The senior caught a hint of familiarity in her tone and found it intriguing.

"Lu Junior, do you know the three masters?"

"Mm." Lu Yutian smiled lightly, "My grandfather has a good relationship with them."

She didn’t feel there was anything wrong with what she said. Before her grandfather went to O Continent, he had indeed been on friendly terms with the three masters. Just a few days ago, Grandpa Xiao had even visited her grandfather in the hospital—proof of their close bond.

The senior looked at her with admiration, "Wow, are they here because of you?"

"That, I wouldn’t know."

Lu Yutian casually brushed it off, leaving plenty of room for the imagination before quickly changing the subject: "By the way, where did Professor Mou go? I happen to have some questions about artificial intelligence that I’d like to ask him."

"Junior, you’re already studying just days after enrolling?"

"I’m used to it. My family was strict with me from a young age, with high expectations."

The senior gave her a thumbs-up, praising her dedication to learning, "Truly worthy of being the top student who self-studied her way into Qing University! Us mere mortals who rely on classes should really learn from you. I heard Professor Mou went to pick up the last student admitted for your year’s class of 2020."

"The last student?" Lu Yutian felt a bit offended by the word "picked up."

The senior nodded, "Yeah, didn’t you notice your class only admitted 29 students this year? The remaining spot was specifically reserved by Professor Mou!"

"Oh." Lu Yutian responded absent-mindedly, took the items from the senior’s hands without even saying thank you, and turned toward the dormitory building.

——

The campus was buzzing with excitement, but Lu Mian herself remained oblivious.

In truth, she didn’t care much about enrolling—if she got in, great; if not, she didn’t really need the diploma anyway.

Lu Mian calmly finished her registration.

The deans and professors from other departments were practically chomping at the bit. A second major, let’s make it happen!

Such a brilliant mind—it’d be such a waste not to put it to use in research!

"Lu Mian, I’m a professor from the Chemistry Department. I’ve come here especially for you. Consider double majoring in our field, won’t you?"

"Lu Mian, interested in Biomedical Engineering? A professor will personally mentor you one-on-one in dissection, surgery, and we’ve got plenty of project funding..." Peng Xi handed her promotional materials for his department.

Hu Chunyu refused to fall behind, "Lu Mian, our Faculty of Pharmaceutical Sciences has huge experimental fields. Want to grow flowers and plants to help change the world?"

Despite his age, the dean kept blinking at her like a sparkly-eyed cartoon character.

Several professors nearby couldn’t help but roll their eyes.

Beside them, Xiao Jianli laughed heartily, standing with hands behind his back, his posture straighter than ever.

Kunyang looked gratified, and Jing Pei shared a similar pride—all three masters gazed at Lu Mian with the affection one would reserve for a beloved granddaughter. They’d already agreed to go out to dinner with her later.

After all, chances to dine with Lu Mian were rare—it was best to seize the opportunity while they had it!

Kang Hongbin clutched Lu Mian’s student card and shot a grateful glance at his prized pupil Xiao Qimo.

Thankfully, he had Xiao Qimo as a student, which made Lu Mian the Physics Department’s absolute treasure!

Yet, before Kang Hongbin had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, Lu Mian took a step back, looked at the group of professors who were acting like overly eager salesmen, and shook her head.

"Excuse me, is there a faculty member here from the Chinese Literature Department?"

The nearly ten deans and professors exchanged glances and shook their heads uniformly.

The Chemistry Department dean explained, "I originally planned to invite the Literature Department dean to join us, but after seeing your scores, he said Chinese was your weakest subject, and you probably wouldn’t choose Literature..."

Lu Mian nodded in agreement, "Makes sense. I didn’t do well in Chinese on the college entrance exam."

Everyone: ...

A score of 149 in Chinese counts as not doing well?

If other students heard this, wouldn’t they be smashing their heads against a wall? The key was that Lu Mian said it in such a sincere tone that it didn’t sound like bragging at all.

Everyone: It’s true. Comparing it to her full marks in all other subjects, her Chinese was indeed a bit lacking...

Lu Mian touched her chin in frustration, "Any of you from a department near Literature?"

Everyone didn’t understand why Lu Mian was so fixated on the Literature Department. They glanced around and shook their heads collectively.

The Literature Department was in the new campus across the bridge; they were all from the old campus, so it was quite far.

Kang Hongbin was thoroughly confused and turned to Xiao Jianli, "Qimo, isn’t Lu Mian here because of you? Why’s she asking about the Literature Department?"

Xiao Qimo snorted coldly, his features rigid and severe—why else?

Obviously because of Sui Yuan!

Forget the Physics Department, she didn’t even come to Qing University for anyone else!

But such words were impossible for him to voice.

"Relax, professor, don’t overthink it." Xiao Qimo reassured Kang Hongbin not to worry too much; what’s meant to leave will never stay.