Qiao Nian had already decided on her course a while back and did not hide it from him. "Chinese Medicine Faculty."
Nie Mi had a huge reaction. He jumped up from his seat with a darkened expression. "You're going to apply for the Chinese Medicine Faculty?"
He looked at Qiao Nian's usual nonchalant expression and saw that she was not the least bothered about that fact. His brows were furrowed as he said anxiously, "Qing University's Chinese Medicine Faculty is one of their worst faculties. Your results are fantastic, why choose this faculty?"
He actually did not know Qiao Nian's results. He simply assumed that they were good, given how much he trusted in her capability.
After all, she had managed to learn to play the konghou in three months when he had taken decades to master it. Given the prodigy that she was, how badly could she be doing in her studies?
