"Willow Grant?"
Teacher Sutton montarily didn’t recall who Willow Grant was, but after thinking it over carefully, he finally rembered, clapped his hands, and said, "Oh, you’re talking about the girl who was originally admitted with the top score in the major."
Mio Osborne nodded: "She’s my most satisfying student."
Teacher Sutton was stunned again, even wanting to check whether there was sothing wrong with his ears.
Mio Osborne furrowed his brow and asked, "Teacher Sutton, what do you an with that expression?"
Teacher Sutton clicked his tongue and said, "I don’t know about other subjects, but Grant’s English level is quite average."
"That’s impossible!" Mio Osborne retorted, "During the entrance test, her English was also the top score."
Except... for Sumr Monroe, who sohow got a perfect score.
"That’s strange." Teacher Sutton shook his head and said, "Her assignnt this ti was written terribly, with several grammar mistakes and even a few wrongly spelled words. Given the standard of your class, such basic errors shouldn’t happen."
Mio Osborne was sowhat surprised but promptly said, "It’s likely Rachel Ross’s issue affected her. I guarantee, she’s definitely a good prospect, Teacher Sutton, you should spend more ti with her."
"Okay, I’ll observe more. And as for Sumr Monroe and Ronan Kingston, you should pay more attention to them; they’re very promising too."
Teacher Sutton spoke sincerely, but Mio Osborne internally scoffed.
Sumr Monroe and Ronan Kingston, two rotten apples sneaking in through the backdoor, he wouldn’t give them a second thought.
Nonetheless, Mio Osborne still maintained appearances, nodding and said, "I’ll be careful."
Teacher Sutton received Mio Osborne’s commitnt and finally walked away, not forgetting to remind before leaving, "Rember to check their assignnts; they’re really excellent!"
"Got it." Mio Osborne briefly curved his lips in what passes for a smile.
Until Teacher Sutton’s figure vanished from sight, the smile on Mio Osborne’s face instantly disappeared. He imdiately tossed two essay papers into the trash bin.
Rotten apples aren’t worth any of his ti.
After doing this, Mio Osborne opened the docunt on his computer and resud work on his thesis.
Last year, he didn’t graduate successfully, so he couldn’t reuse last year’s thesis.
This year, his advisor restricted the thesis topics to calculus.
Mio Osborne pondered for a long while, finally typing one of his chosen topics:
"Exploring calculus problems with high school thods..."
After revising the wording back and forth, Mio Osborne sent the topic to his advisor.
His advisor responded quickly: "This topic is good, but writing it might be a bit difficult. Find so applicable problem types, I’ll help you figure out how to solve calculus problems with high school math."
Mio Osborne hesitated for a mont, then replied: "Actually, I just saw a problem type."
Having typed this line, he sent over the problem Sumr Monroe had completed during the entrance test to his advisor.
The mont he clicked send, Mio Osborne felt an inexplicable sense of guilt and genuine disgust.
He didn’t want to use Sumr Monroe’s problem-solving steps, but... he genuinely couldn’t find a better example to illustrate his argunts.
This ti, his advisor’s response was slow, but after a few minutes, the advisor sent a string of exclamations.
"This problem-solving approach and thought process are superb! Using a Cathaysian idiom would be ’exquisitely crafted!’ Mio, I didn’t expect that after only a few months back in your holand, your calculus prowess would have risen to such a height! You will surely earn your diploma and teaching certificate this ti!"
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