The architecture departnt’s teacher imdiately spoke out, not willing to show weakness, "Professor Gober, didn’t we agree on fair competition? How can you try to lure soone over with benefits in advance? Nathalie Quinlan, you scored full marks on your math exam; such a mathematical talent would be wasted on finance! You should study architecture instead! Our architecture departnt may not be the best at Tsinghua University, but our teaching staff is not lacking. If you join our architecture departnt, I believe you will beco the star of tomorrow!"
It was not easy for Tsinghua University to have a student score full marks, and everyone wanted her.
The other departnts vied with one another to recruit her, all stating that if Nathalie Quinlan joined their departnt, they would train her with all their might. Even the Music Departnt, which is known for its artistic nature, didn’t want to miss out on such a high-ranking student and joined in the fray, although they didn’t hold much hope.
The only one who remained silent was Adelle Wafford, her gaze urgently fixed on the girl standing in the center, unable to shift her line of sight for a long ti.
She really hadn’t expected Nathalie Quinlan’s results to be this good.
If it hadn’t been for their previous issues, she would have been one of the many clamoring for Nathalie Quinlan’s favor, but she had already made it clear not once but multiple tis that she wouldn’t take Nathalie Quinlan. How could she possibly approach her now and invite her to their clinical departnt?!
Shawn Norton watched as Nathalie Quinlan was eagerly recruited, feeling a sense of pride as if basking in reflected glory. He cut through the endless noise and looked at the person standing there, asking softly, "Have you decided which departnt you want to go to?"
He already had the answer, but still hoped the response he would hear could be different from the one he knew in his heart.
The Chinese dicine Departnt... had always been in decline.
If Mr. Avalon were here today and Nathalie Quinlan chose the Chinese dicine Departnt, he would have nothing to say.
But life is full of disappointnts, and even he could only influence people related to the music field. When it ca to other fields, he didn’t have enough "face."
"Choosing a departnt is very important; it represents the direction of your developnt for the coming years, and it might even affect your entire life. You should think it through carefully and not make an impulsive decision."
Nathalie Quinlan lifted her eyelids, and her dark eyes t his. It looked like she hadn’t changed her mind.
Shawn Norton conceded first, sighing as he said, "As long as you’ve thought it through, that’s fine. It’s your life; as long as you have no regrets, no choice is a wrong choice."
Derliand Gober, listening to his gentle words, looked over curiously, feeling that Shawn Norton’s attitude towards Nathalie Quinlan was quite special.
At least when Ghania Quinlan ca to him and offered herself, his attitude wasn’t like this.
His deanor towards Ghania Quinlan had been more serious and businesslike, whereas towards Nathalie... it was like an elder speaking with a younger family mber.
It left him feeling a sense of concern, worried that Shawn Norton might compete with him for the student. After all, Nathalie Quinlan’s profile didn’t ntion any musical talent, but her academic results were just too good. If Mr. Norton suddenly took a fancy to Nathalie Quinlan, with Mr. Norton’s reputation, he might not be able to compete!
Derliand Gober felt a sense of urgency rising within him, interjecting again, "Yes, Nathalie Quinlan, think it over carefully. Choosing a major is a big deal. Since you have co to participate in Tsinghua University’s independent recruitnt, you must be quite familiar with the situation at Tsinghua. Our finance departnt is definitely a good choice. So, have you made up your mind?"
Nathalie Quinlan pressed the brim of her hat, her eyes narrowing slightly with a certain sharpness. In response to his inquiry, she spoke calmly, "I’ve made up my mind."
Seeing that Adelle Wafford had not competed with him and had maintained silence throughout, Derliand Gober’s lips began to curl into a smile, anticipating the successful recruitnt of a promising student. He casually picked up the profile and asked, "Oh? Which departnt have you chosen?"
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