Amelia didn't dwell on the fact that Noah Foster seemed both distressed and happy when he saw her. Noah didn't ask Amelia why she hadn't gone to school, but in this day and age, not attending school at 18 meant a childhood that couldn't have been normal. Seeing the innocence in Amelia's indifference, Noah felt a pang of sadness.
When Amelia ranked second to last, people talked about it for a bit but quickly lost interest. After all, everyone was busy and happy with their newly arrived Saint Hua life. Who had the time to keep gossiping about Amelia?
After taking the placement test, Amelia realized that not much had changed. Most of the students from class six remained in class six! She felt that Saint Hua's placement system was insignificant. Everyone chose their own major and selected their own electives. As long as one worked hard and seriously, what difference did it make which class they were in?
Was it worth fighting over just for the sake of a better-sounding name?
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Saint Hua's students were mainly divided into two categories: the majority were young masters and misses from well-off families seeking further education, and a small minority were people from less fortunate backgrounds who worked hard to enter and hoped to add some gold to their resumes.
But without exception, they were all outstanding individuals.
Amelia's goal was to shine among these excellent students, to shine so brightly that people would take notice and she would have the qualifications to go where she wanted.
For someone who had never attended school, this was nearly impossible to achieve, but Amelia believed that she could do it!
On the first day of class, the classroom was large, and relatively few students were present. There was no dog-eat-dog scene of fighting for seats like in a drama.
The large classroom had plenty of empty seats, and the professor with gray hair lectured on basic knowledge in an orderly manner.
The students below tried to listen carefully, but some were still listless and occasionally fell asleep. Although they wanted to study hard, they had finally breathed a sigh of relief after working so hard to get in, and had two days to relax.
But Amelia was different, almost like an anomaly.
She listened carefully from start to finish in every class, as obedient and attentive as a primary school student, striving to remember every word the professor said and not waste any time. Apart from required courses, she filled her entire day with various electives.
Starting school just kept her too busy to have any free time.
After a few days, her performance won the professors' favor. After all, what teacher didn't like obedient and well-behaved students?
Some people naturally couldn't stand it. In the elective courses, other students in the class thought that Amelia, a mere sixth-grader, was pretending to be a studious nerd, and it was shameless!
"Huh, look at her, pretending to be a good student again, pretending so seriously, what's the point of pleasing the professor? She was second to last in the entrance exam and could only stay in the sixth grade."
"That's right, who does she think she's showing that cold face to? Let's see how long she can pretend."
These students didn't have any grievances with Amelia, but as humans, when everyone else is lazy, someone who is diligent disrupts this decadent atmosphere and those who are disrupted won't appreciate your progress, but instead will find various faults with you.
Amelia had heard a lot of idle talk, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it. She only had one thing to do now, and that was to study. After all, her goal required her to study well.
Amelia's life from now on was just reading, attending lectures, and shuttling between the classroom, library, and dormitory.
Other than during military training when her appearance was seen by others, Amelia began to cover up her beauty to avoid attracting attention. The changes weren't significant, just slightly thicker eyebrows, darker foundation, and a few black moles she dotted on by hand to make her less noticeable.
Otherwise, with just her beautiful and enchanting face, she would be like the Himalayas snow lotus on a solitary high mountain in a crowd, difficult to ignore and impossible to concentrate on military training or schoolwork.
Even with the slight concealment, Amelia still stood out, but she acted too solitary and silent, keeping to herself.
As for this cold and arrogant beauty, the girls would only gossip about her privately and weren't willing to make friends with her.
Except for Noah Foster, no one else actively approached Amelia, and Amelia naturally wouldn't approach anyone else. Instead, she enjoyed her freedom.
"Little White, is this book really that good? Reading books every day will make you go crazy. Why do you work so hard? This is college, this is youth, you should spend some of your youth frivolously, to live up to your young age."
Little White was the nickname Noah Foster gave her, saying that she looked lonely, but in fact, she was as clean and pure as a piece of white paper.
Amelia smiled and didn't say anything. She once set a dog loose to almost kill Dylan Grant and even complained that the dog didn't bite hard enough. That bloody scene was anything but innocent.
"I want to finish reading this book today," Amelia explained.
"Little White, don't read it. It gives me a headache. Come with me today. My crush has a basketball game. Let's go watch it, okay!"
Amelia hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. After all, Noah Foster was her only friend in two lifetimes, and she should make time for her friends, like going to see a basketball game together.
Noah Foster was immediately excited and pulled Amelia along. "Hurry up, hurry up, the basketball game is about to start. Let me tell you, this time it's going to be great. It's a showdown between seniors and juniors, all of them handsome guys, and my crush is there too!"
After finally running to the basketball court, there were already many people sitting around the stands, all girls. Amelia was out of breath from being pulled along and stopped to take deep breaths.
Noah Foster quickly helped her find a good seat. "You need to exercise a little bit. You're too weak. You're panting after just a few steps. Look, the game is starting." Noah Foster muttered in his mouth, but handed Amelia an open bottle of water.
"Ah, my crush is so handsome!"
"Oh my god, he's so dominant and like a CEO. I can't take it. I'm completely smitten."
"Quick, look, another dunk and he blew a kiss to this side. It's over, my crush is so good at flirting. My heart is about to jump out."
Amelia looked towards the basketball court, but she didn't understand basketball or why the players were running around. She just felt that the girls in the audience were even more excited than the players on the court.
Handsome? Well, he was okay, but nowhere near as good-looking as her cousin Aria Davis.
Dominant CEO? Aria Davis had way more style than him.
Flirtatious? When Aria Davis flirted with someone, it was enough to make you want to take justice into your own hands.
Amelia wasn't really watching the basketball game. She lowered her head and lazily looked around, thinking and yearning for Tyler Davis.
Noah Foster had already joined the crowd in screaming, and Amelia was left bored and propping her chin up with her hands. She was so absent-minded that she didn't even realize she was leaning too far forward until Noah Foster warned her to be careful.