"No need." Professor Harlan waved his hand: "I just like being alone; having you around would make feel restrained."
Willow Grant had to give up. She knew her earlier words had scored points in Professor Harlan’s mind. Speaking too much could spoil things. She hadn’t quite figured out Professor Harlan’s personality yet, so it was better not to accompany him.
"Then, Professor Harlan, I’ll head to the library first."
"Alright, go ahead."
Willow Grant left with a pile of lesson plans in her arms.
Her workload for the translation was actually quite large; with so many lesson plans, she needed to condense them into one book.
Originally, this work was supposed to be done by the English teachers at Crestfall University, but Principal Payne also hoped the school could send more students to Britton University, so he asked the teachers to leave as many opportunities as possible for the students.
A group of teachers watched Willow Grant leave, then turned to Professor Harlan and said: "Professor, the students at our school are all very outstanding. You’ve been recruiting internationally, but not many spots are given to our Crestfall University. We hope that after this friendly exchange, you can communicate more with the principal to secure more spots for us."
Professor Harlan laughed heartily: "We can never have too many excellent students. As long as your students are outstanding, spots are no big deal!"
The teachers, seeing how straightforward Professor Harlan spoke, also started laughing.
"Yes, yes, rules are nothing! As teachers, everything we do is for the students."
Professor Harlan nodded: "Yes, this is also an opportunity for your school. As long as the translations of the lesson plans are well done, our school will naturally take notice of you."
"Then you should know, Willow Grant is a student in the preparatory class, and each preparatory student is more outstanding than the last!"
"Really? Then I’ll have to get to know them if I get the chance."
"You should! You’ll et them at tomorrow’s lecture."
...
Library.
At this ti, most students were in class, leaving only a few people in the library.
Willow Grant found an empty floor to sit down, pulled out her phone, and dialed her mom.
"Mom, I need you to find an English translator imdiately. They need to be very skilled. I need them to help translate so things."
Mrs. Grant asked in confusion: "What do you need to translate?"
"Don’t ask too much about that. Just know that this will help a lot with my admission to Britton University. Ti is tight, so please hurry!"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Grant imdiately said: "Alright, I’ll find one right now."
Before long, Mrs. Grant found an English translator for Willow Grant.
Willow Grant connected with the translator online, and the two began translating the lesson plans together.
Ti passed by quickly, and soon it was evening.
Mio Osborne ca downstairs dressed in black, only to be t with disapproval from Mrs. Osborne, who was prepping dinner.
"You’re going on a date, not a funeral. Change into sothing more youthful, and with brighter colors. You can’t find a girlfriend if you keep dressing like this."
Mio Osborne frowned and said: "This is just my usual style."
"Style or no style, go change. She’s about to arrive, don’t waste ti. Hurry up."
Mio Osborne opened his mouth but swallowed back his words.
He did need a girlfriend. Otherwise, being single for too long would make him develop strange feelings even for soone like Sumr Monroe.
Thinking about Sumr Monroe made Mio Osborne frown even more.
He said nothing, turned sharply, and went upstairs.
Soon after, Mio Osborne ca downstairs in a white suit.
Just then, his date arrived.
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