Eleanor Armstrong really liked Elizabeth Thompson.
Whether it was her looks or her character.
At the same time, Eleanor also believed that Elizabeth had the ability to bring Terrence Lentz out of the darkness.
Eleanor continued, "I've met Miss Thompson before, and you can tell just by looking at her that she's a gentle and generous person who understands others well. Terrence, you must cherish Miss Thompson."
Terrence Lentz pressed his temples, his cold face showing a hint of impatience.
Eleanor was already used to this indifferent Terrence. Ever since the accident thirteen years ago, he had become like this. Eleanor gave a few more instructions before getting up and leaving.
"Terrence, you should rest early. I'll go back to my room first."
Just as the door was about to close, Terrence looked at Eleanor's retreating figure and opened his thin lips, "Mom."
"What?" Eleanor stopped closing the door.
There was no discernible expression on Terrence's face, "It's impossible between Elizabeth and me, so don't get your hopes up too high."
Eleanor smiled, "Terrence, I know Miss Thompson's character better than you!"
It was precisely because Elizabeth was able to make a name for herself in River City that it proved she was not an ordinary girl.
...
The next day.
International School.
Teacher's office.
Teacher Ye was reviewing homework when a pleasant voice suddenly rang out in the air.
"Teacher Ye."
Upon hearing the voice, Teacher Ye looked up.
At that glance, she saw a beautiful face that was both clear and handsome. The face was all-natural but so beautiful it took one's breath away.
It was...
Viola Thompson.
Teacher Ye paused, then smiled and asked, "What can I do for you?"
Although she didn't really like Viola, she didn't make it too obvious.
After all, Viola was Elizabeth's sister.
Even if not for the monk, one should also respect the Buddha's face.
Viola politely said, "Teacher Ye, when can I become a regular student?"
Usually, students in the class were divided into two categories.
One was regular students, who were admitted through the admissions office.
The other category was unofficial students, which included auditors and transient students.
"A regular student?" Hearing this, Teacher Ye's expression was unfathomable. She looked at Viola, "You want to become a regular student?"
"Yes." Viola nodded slightly.
Teacher Ye frowned slightly, not knowing what to say.
A regular student?
Had Viola looked in the mirror? On what basis did she think she could become a regular student?
Was it just because she was Elizabeth's sister?
A person who couldn't even speak English and French and still wanted to become a regular student!
Laughable.
"The procedure for becoming a regular student is rather complicated, so for now, just stay in our class as a transient student." In order not to embarrass Viola, Teacher Ye didn't point it out directly.
After thinking it over, Teacher Ye continued, "You should go back to class first."
Her time was precious, and she didn't want to waste more words with Viola.
Viola placed the documents in her hand on the table, "Teacher Ye, I've already completed the procedures you mentioned. All you need to do is sign."
Seeing that Viola had actually completed the procedures, Teacher Ye impatiently flipped to the next page of the test papers in her hand, "There's not much difference between a transient student and a regular student, they both attend classes the same way."
Viola explained, "Indeed, there's no difference in attending classes, but it might be more troublesome for transient students to take the College Entrance Examination."
Seeing that Viola wouldn't give up, Teacher Ye became angry and looked up at Viola, "Viola, let me be straightforward with you! With your grades, it's impossible for you to become a regular student in our class! Even as a transient student, it's only because of your sister that I agreed to it. Knowing oneself is a valuable trait, and I hope you understand this principle!"
Viola actually wanted to participate in the College Entrance Examination as a regular student?
Did she want to be like Elizabeth and rank first in the exam as well?
Wasn't that a pipe dream?
Teacher Ye would not stand idly by and watch Viola drag down their class's average score.
To become a regular student?A Thousand and One Nights.
After Ye Jun finished speaking, Viola Thompson was not angry. Her beautiful face showed no ripples, and even her tone was incredibly bland, "I understand what Teacher Ye means."
As she finished speaking, Viola turned and walked out of the office.
Watching Viola's retreating figure, Ye Jun had a slight headache and pinched his temples.
From the looks of Viola, he knew she would definitely not give up. She would likely go back and cause a scene.
This is not good!
Ye Jun called Viola to the classroom.
"Teacher, you asked me to come here, is there something wrong?" Emma Thompson appeared poised and composed.
Seeing the outstanding Emma, Ye Jun's smile on his face became much friendlier, "Emma, your older sister..."
At the end, he sighed, as if at a loss for words.
Emma immediately said, "Did my sister do something to upset you? Teacher Ye, I apologize on behalf of my sister, please don't bother with her."
Teacher Ye looked at Emma with a myriad of emotions in his heart.
How could there be such a difference between people from the same family?
Emma had no flaws.
As for Viola...
Better not to mention her!
Ye Jun continued, "It's not a big deal! Viola just came to me and said she wanted to become a regular student! As you know, our school's admissions criteria are strict. To be honest, if it weren't for your sake, she wouldn't even qualify to be a transient student in our class! I hope you can pass the message on to her, let her be content with her situation and focus on her studies, and not overreach."
Hearing this, Emma's downcast eyes were full of mocking.
She never would have thought that Viola would still have the gall to ask to become a regular student.
It was eye-opening for her that someone could be so shameless.
Emma, who was good at reading people, said, "I share a class with my sister. I am a regular student, and she is a transient student, so she naturally feels inferior. Teacher Ye, can you think of a way..."
Upon hearing this, Teacher Ye immediately waved his hand, "No, no! The fact that she is allowed to be a transient student is already a huge concession from me. Emma, you go back and tell her, if she continues to disturb the class's order like this, I'll have to ask her to leave."
"Teacher Ye," Emma looked at Ye Jun, "Is there really no other way?"
Ye Jun directly interrupted Emma's words, "Emma, I know you want to help her, just like Zhuge Liang wanted to support Ah Dou, but is Ah Dou really worth it?"
Viola wasn't even as good as Ah Dou.
...
The second class in the afternoon was Chemistry.
The Chemistry teacher had a different teaching style than others, preferring interaction with the students, "Please, the new student in the back row, stand up and answer this question."
With the Chemistry teacher's words, the classroom became quiet.
Because the one sitting in the back row was Viola.
Hearing this, everyone looked back at Viola.
There was a playful look in their eyes, enjoying the show.
Viola, a naive country girl who couldn't even speak proper Mandarin, let alone understand English, wouldn't be able to answer the teacher's question!
"Teacher, my sister just came from the countryside and doesn't know English, why don't you let me answer instead?"
Emma timely stood up from her seat.
Everyone's gaze shifted from Viola to Emma.
Emma was indeed like a goddess.
Anyone else would have been eager to distance themselves from Viola at this time, but not only did Emma stand up to help Viola, but she also openly admitted that Viola was her sister.
The Chemistry teacher seemed surprised at learning that Viola couldn't even speak English. He paused for a moment and then nodded his head.
Just as Emma opened her mouth to answer.
A soft, clear female voice rang out in the air.
"The highest boiling point among organic compounds is ethanol, so the answer to this question should be C."
It was a proper British accent, as soothing as a clear spring stream.
Clearly, the person who answered was not Emma.
Who was it?
Everyone turned their heads slightly to look at the source of the voice, and saw a thin figure standing up from her seat. Sunlight streamed in through the window and shone on her fair face, giving her an ethereal appearance.
Looking at Viola, Emma was stunned.
Did...
Did the one who just answered the question… was it Viola?