In the princ.i.p.al's office.

The Princ.i.p.al invited Huo Yao to sit on the couch and poured her a gla.s.s of water. Then he sat down in front of her and said, “Do you want to s.h.i.+ft cla.s.ses?”

Huo Yao raised her brow slightly in surprise and asked him. “Change my cla.s.s? Why should I?”

“Since you are strong in the sciences, staying in an arts cla.s.s would be a waste of your talent,” explained the Princ.i.p.al solemnly.

He had initially planned to place her in a science cla.s.s when the term commenced, but he got held up in the capital. By the time he returned, she had already joined the arts cla.s.s.

Huo Yao unexpectedly smiled and shook her head, rejecting him. “It's fine. It makes no difference which cla.s.s I'm in.”

She had finished learning all nine middle school subjects eons ago.

The Princ.i.p.al looked at Huo Yao, br.i.m.m.i.n.g with confidence. He could not help asking her a little abashedly. “Are you refusing to transfer because of Wei Mingzhe?”

Wei Mingzhe was the cla.s.s advisor for the Rocket Cla.s.s, which was a science cla.s.s. He had refused to admit Huo Yao into his cla.s.s when the term started.

“Because of him? No, that's not it,” replied Huo Yao indifferently.

If the Princ.i.p.al did not bring up Wei Mingzhe, she would have forgotten all about him.

She paused and said jokingly, “If you s.h.i.+ft me, Miss Chen Yu is going to throw a fit.”

The Princ.i.p.al laughed. He could tell Huo Yao really meant what she said.

“In that case, I won't force you. Do you remember the visitor from the Education a.s.sociation, Professor Zhao Lian?”

Huo Yao nodded. She had a fantastic memory, so naturally she remembered him. Moreover, the Princ.i.p.al had specially introduced him.

Was he not the honorary member of the Education a.s.sociation?

“Professor Zhao is Tsinghua University's biology professor. You left a great impression on him that day and after taking a look at your quiz results, he believes that you're highly talented in biology.”

The Princ.i.p.al recalled the phone call that Zhao Lian made to him yesterday asking about Huo Yao. Then he smiled and said, “It's a pity that you were a.s.signed to an arts cla.s.s.”

So that was the reason the Princ.i.p.al asked Huo Yao to s.h.i.+ft cla.s.ses out of the blue.

Huo Yao realized finally.

“Considering your learning ability, it truly doesn't make much difference which cla.s.s you're in,” said the Princ.i.p.al, after deliberating over it.

“Professor Zhao has been on the hunt for a personal disciple for long. He has high hopes for you, so you must seize the opportunity. After all, your future lies beyond this little city. The capital has complicated social relations, and it's hard to survive without some connections.”

Since real talent was scarce in highly specialized fields, people would rather destroy them than let someone else obtain them.

Once the power balance was upset, it would turn into a b.l.o.o.d.y battle.

Huo Yao grasped the Princ.i.p.al's worry. She looked at the Princ.i.p.al and replied in a polite voice. “Thank you for your concern and grooming.”

Why would a biology professor miles away in Tsinghua University take such interest in Huo Yao? Since the National Quiz Contest was not a professional biology contest, the Princ.i.p.al must have been the one recommending her name.

Although she did not need his help, she was grateful for the Princ.i.p.al's kindness.

The Princ.i.p.al waved his hand and continued. “If you want to thank me, then just make it to the International Quiz Contest.”

He was only asking her to make it into the International Quiz Contest finals and not to come back with a medal.

Huo Yao raised her brow. It seemed that the Princ.i.p.al did not know her well enough. However, she did not brag and replied honestly. “That's a cinch.”