Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Huo Yao left the Principal’s office after filling in the application for the Math League. The Principal even gave her a stack of the past years’ questions.
There were still two boxes of revision material from Huo Yulin lying around at home, and she had received more from the Principal. Huo Yao went back to class sadly.
“What did you get called to the office for? Was it about the scammer?” asked Meng Ying with concern as she looked at Huo Yao.
Huo Yao was thinking about the revision material she had to do when her desk buddy came close. Huo Yao narrowed her eyes without answering her. Instead, she asked. “What university do you want to go to?”
“Huh?” Meng Ying was at a loss due to the change in topic. After a minute, she said, “S University in City S.”
S University was an important local university, and its entrance requirement was high. But it could not compare to Tsing University.
Huo Yao rubbed the stack of test papers with her fingertips and turned to look at her sideways. “That’s it?”
Meng Ying rolled her eyes angrily. “Do you think everyone is as smart as you? I want to get into Tsing University, B University, and F University too, but I’m simply not good enough. Anyway, I don’t even know if I can make it into S University to begin with.”
Huo Yao contemplated for two seconds and said, “Have you heard of the Math League?”
Meng Ying nodded. “Uh huh. It happens annually around this time of the year. What about it?”
“If you can get a ranking, it will help with your university application,” said Huo Yao solemnly.
Since it was a national competition, any ranking results could go into a student’s resume and increase their university admission odds.
“Stop kidding. I am terrible at Maths. I’m lucky enough even just to pass. I can’t join this competition.” Meng Ying waved her hands vigorously.
Huo Yao glanced at her. “Your Maths isn’t that bad, but you are too distracted.”
After all, she could not waste all the revision material she had.
“No no. I’m just a lousy student with no dreams…”
Before Meng Ying finished her sentence, Huo Yao interrupted her and said expressionlessly, “I have signed you up for it.”
Meng Ying’s face instantly froze in shock. “!!!”
“I asked the Principal for these test papers, so take them back and practice hard. The Math League will take place soon. In the meantime, you can ask me if you have any questions.” Huo Yao placed the test papers on Meng Ying’s desk.
Huo Yao looked as though she was doing Meng Ying a huge favor.
Meng Ying’s eyes landed on the test papers, and she could see at least 20 of them. She felt her eyes go blurry and almost passed out.
Meng Ying finally realized what Huo Yao had done. “No, I will tell the teacher right away that I don’t want to take part.” She trembled with the test papers in hand and wanted to walk out of the class.
Huo Yao smiled. “Your application form is with the Principal.”
Meng Ying stumbled. After she steadied herself, she turned to look at Huo Yao in shock. “I seriously suspect that you’re out to get me.”
Meng Ying found the Principal intimidating, and did not have the guts to approach him about the Math League.
Huo Yao raised her brow. “This is all for your own good.”
Meng Ying was flabbergasted. “!!!”
She was such a demon.
“What’s there to fear with me helping you?”
Meng Ying laughed softly. She felt so exhausted mentally that she did not want to say a word.
She sat down on her seat and accepted her fate.
Huo Yao glanced at her before taking out the phone and sending a text message to the Principal.
*
Huo Yao glanced around the living room when she arrived home and was surprised to see that the old geezer was not present.
