What? Were these two options not enough?
Mr. Yin sounded sorry when he said, “Miss Feng Wu, you can stay in Class E if you insist…”
Feng Wu asked, “Can I graduate directly?”
“Pfft —”
Mr. Yin spat out the tea in his mouth.
Even Mr. Yang of Class B and Mr. Duan of Class A were shocked.
At first, they appreciated Feng Wu’s talent and wanted to observe her, but they didn’t think so highly of her when they saw how proud she was.
Zuo Qingluan was glad to see that Feng Wu didn’t make a good impression on the tutors.
“Graduate directly?” Gongsun Mu found the suggestion both annoying and hilarious.
His Majesty had given him instructions that he should take good care of Feng Wu so that no one would pick on her. Gongsun Mu also needed to ensure that no boys would approach Feng Wu. By the sound of it, the emperor considered Feng Wu his future daughter-in-law.
Old Mr. Gongsun smiled bitterly. “You can’t skip so many grades; not even His Majesty himself would make that request.”
Feng Wu was disappointed. “Is that so? I’ll go to Class A, then.”
Mr. Yin expected Feng Wu to aim for something lower, but he was shocked when he heard that the girl still wanted something that seemed beyond her reach.
“Feng Wu,” Mr. Yin said solemnly, “yes, you’re very talented, but the academy has rules. You can’t skip too many grades. Three at a time is the most you can do.”
Feng Wu asked, “So, are you saying that I can go to Class B?”
Mr. Yin nodded. “Yes, Class B.”
Feng Wu frowned a little. “That’s a bit slow for me, but I guess I can live with it. I’ll take Class B, then.”
Mr. Yin was speechless. What did she mean by “I can live with it”?
Mr. Yang of Class B opened his eyes wide.
“Class B?” he shook his head. “No, I won’t have her.”
Zuo Qingluan smirked.
She was the deputy head of this academy, but Feng Wu had been rejected by the tutor of Class B. Feng Wu would never be able to catch up with her.
She believed it was fate.
Feng Wu looked at Gongsun Mu. “Can he do that?”
Mr. Gongsun smiled wryly. “That depends on your own capability. If you can defeat a student from Class B, you’ll have a chance to enter the class.”
Feng Wu frowned a little. “What do you mean by ‘I’ll have a chance?”
Mr. Yang was rigorous in both his personality and his teaching. He didn’t like students skipping grades, especially when it was a genius.
He frowned at Feng Wu. “If you can defeat the weakest student of Class B, you’ll fulfill the minimum requirement for joining the class. When that happens, the tutors will have a vote to decide if you can enter Class B.”
Feng Wu nodded. “What if I can defeat the top student of Class B?”
Mr. Yang was once again surprised by Feng Wu.
He had taught many students, but he had never met anyone so shameless!
Almost all the tutors felt the same.
The girl was as pretty as she was shameless!
