"Girls usually take a long ti when they go out; it’s normal," Govert Griffin replied nonchalantly, his mind entirely focused on the student Mr. Norton had just ntioned, paying no real attention to the question at hand.
Sadam Vinson put down his wrist, looked up, and with a hint of concern, said, "Really?"
Govert turned his head to look at him and firmly responded, "Yes. That’s how girls are! Just going to the restroom can take twenty minutes on the fast end, thirty minutes, even an hour is possible."
Sadam frowned, not knowing how long girls usually took in the restroom. Hearing Govert say it was normal, he managed to suppress the impulse to call Nathalie Quinlan.
*
At the main table.
Everyone was clamoring to see what Mr. Norton’s final student looked like, and Shawn Norton felt a bit like he was being put on the spot, trapped in an awkward situation.
And on one side, there was soone fanning the flas: "Mr. Norton, we’re all curious to know what kind of person could make you reject Ms. Zachmann, such an excellent student. They must be even more impressive than Ms. Zachmann, right?"
Caryn Zachmann tightened her grip.
Over the years, Shawn had llowed out quite a bit; he wasn’t as brash and rebellious as in his youth. As he grew older, his temperant gradually settled, losing its edge and gaining serenity. Yet now, his face inevitably darkened, his sharp gaze swiftly turning towards the speaker as he said coldly, "Like I’ve said, my own piano skills are limited. The reason I refuse to take on students has nothing to do with their excellence. It’s simply because what I can teach her is limited, and staying with would only hold back her future!"
As soon as his face turned grim, the person who had spoken imdiately shrank back, apologizing with a pale face, "Mr. Norton, I didn’t an it like that. I was just curious about the student you ntioned you were fond of..."
Not just him, who wasn’t curious among those present?
Just then, a leisurely figure walked in from outside, holding a phone, seemingly just finishing a phone call.
The girl was wearing a sweater, and a duckbill cap pressed down on her exquisite face, giving off a sowhat thuggish vibe.
When Shawn saw her, he looked at all those curious pairs of eyes around him, thinking they would find out once Tsinghua University started the new term. So he decided not to keep it secret any longer and waved in Nathalie’s direction, "Nathalie, co here a mont."
Whoosh!
Every eye in the banquet hall focused on the girl who had just returned from outside after sending a ssage.
So many pairs of eyes suddenly looking her way.
Nathalie, who had been looking down, had just finished replying to @ilovebeingskinny, looked up to see the situation in the banquet hall.
Both Caryn Zachmann and Celine Tucker were there.
Both of them were looking at her in shock.
Beyond them, Govert and Sadam were also staring in astonishnt...
Feeling her temples throbbing, she looked over at Shawn, who was waving at her, pursed her lips, and subconsciously reached up to adjust the brim of her cap.
After pulling her cap down, she narrowed her eyes irritably, put away her phone, lifted her leg, and walked towards Shawn.
Shawn patiently waited for her to co over, his face beaming with indulgent pride as he looked at the girl approaching.
He raised his hand, introducing her to everyone, "Nathalie Quinlan, the student I’ve been talking about, who I’ve found."
—Nathalie Quinlan, this is the student I’ve been talking about, who I’ve found!
A bombshell was dropped, leaving everyone in the banquet hall half-stunned and unable to recover for a while.
Whispers began to spread throughout the banquet hall.
"Nathalie Quinlan? Haven’t heard the na before. From Beijing?"
"How co I’ve never heard of this person before, Nathalie Quinlan? Is there such a family in Beijing?"
"First ti hearing it..."
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