Chapter 822: Chapter 822: Fall Enrollnt, Three Years of Study
The nanmu bookshelf exuded an air of antiquity, especially distinct in the black of night.
On the desk, Jasmine Yale’s textbooks were stacked neatly to one side.
This study was generally not used by Sylvan Cheney.
But today, he had returned in haste, needing to deal with so matters.
While waiting for the computer to boot up, he casually flipped through Jasmine Yale’s textbooks.
He had previously mocked her for her average studies and short bursts of enthusiasm. Yet this ti, she had truly impressed him.
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The workbook she had just bought a few days ago was already completed, and her English textbook was filled with various notes.
Such a diligent Jasmine was soone Sylvan had never seen before.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed.
Did she really want to support herself this badly? To this extent?
Wasn’t he taking good care of her?
There was a stack of materials about half an arm high on his left hand side. Sylvan casually pulled out a few.
The more he flipped through, the deeper his brows knitted together.
She had taken all the problems seriously; so workbooks were halfway done while so were completely finished.
Her major was her strong suit, with not many books, mainly a lot of English books.
Sylvan looked through them; she had earnestly written in the listening and writing sections and even marked the speaking book.
This Jasmine exuded determination and persistence, a side of her Sylvan had never seen before!
This feeling was not pleasant.
She was thinking about graduate school; should he support her?
Sylvan rested his chin on his hand, silent.
He had truly never seen such a serious Jasmine. Considering she had to work during the day, she must have put in trendous effort at night, possibly even staying up late.
Suddenly, Sylvan’s expression turned very sour.
Desperate to take the exams for graduate school, was she?
Just then, the computer prompted for a password.
This computer was originally Sylvan’s, but he no longer used it and had given it to Jasmine Yale.
He entered the old password. Wrong; she had changed it.
Sylvan lacked the patience to guess the password and directly activated a hacking program to forcibly access it.
The computer booted up; the desktop was cluttered with folders.
Sylvan’s brow furrowed.
Such a computer illiterate, not even knowing how to categorize.
But his sharp gaze settled on an inconspicuous folder.
The folder was nad—”zjg”.
This strange na caught Sylvan’s attention.
All the other folder nas were easy to understand, except for this one, which stood out oddly.
What did zjg an?
Sylvan couldn’t guess at first and directly opened it.
As the folder opened, Sylvan’s face abruptly changed, growing cold and stern as if reflecting the storm outside, an instant of lightning and thunder.
The folder was full of materials, nothing else, all introductions and exercises about the University of Cakago, including lecture videos from professors.
zjg… precisely stood for Cakago!
Heh…
Sylvan’s face grew terribly dark.
So that was it.
Considering her current level of effort, it wouldn’t be a problem for her to get into graduate school, and he had thought she was aiming for a sowhat decent university.
It never crossed his mind that she had already set her sights on the University of Cakago.
Abroad.
Jasmine Yale, you are sothing else.
He hadn’t bothered to ask about her studies recently, partly out of laziness and partly because he hadn’t found the ti amidst unresolved issues.
No wonder Chale Cheney often said she was still in the study at night, and she would only crawl into bed after he had fallen asleep.
Sylvan had never seen such a serious Jasmine. Not once before.
Discovering this all of a sudden left Sylvan feeling irritable and aloof.
He casually clicked on a few docunts—
Autumn admission, three years of study.
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