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Chapter 208: Were These The Notes You Were Talking About?
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Chapter 208: Were These The Notes You Were Talking About?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The physics teacher looked at Wei Mingzhe oddly and asked in a mocking tone. “Why can’t Huo Yao do it? Wei, aren’t you a little too biased against her?

His question left Wei Mingzhe dumbfounded. A few seconds later, he finally managed to reply. “You have researched in the field of physics for years. Don’t you know how tough this question is? She is just an arts student...”

Although the Principal was not an expert in the subject, he knew how erudite the Physics Olympiad questions were. He could not hold himself back when he heard Wei Mingzhe dismissing Huo Yao’s talent repeatedly just because she was an arts student.

He said, “Wei, you might have forgotten that I wanted to place her in your Rocket Class initially.”

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His underlying meaning was that she was a science student who got assigned to an arts class because Wei Mingzhe had refused to accept her.

Wei Mingzhe suddenly felt so defeated when he heard the Principal’s words that he almost staggered in shame.

He was reluctant to even think about this matter, forget admitting that he was the one who forced Huo Yao out of the Rocket Class. Each time this new transfer student did well, he would choose to ignore the result. He would not listen or talk about it, and bury his head under the sand.

But the moment the Principal brought it up, it struck his mind like a thunderclap, ripping open his self-deceit.

Since the physics teacher knew nothing about Wei Mingzhe’s previous actions, he just told the Principal about his reason for coming here in such a hurry.

“Do you mean to say that Huo Yao was always a science student? No wonder she’s brilliant in physics. I was just wondering why such a talented student was assigned to an arts class. I came here to bring this to your attention and suggest that you transfer her to the science class instead.”

The Principal could not help glancing at Wei Mingzhe when he realized how sensible the physics teacher was. In a mild tone, he said, “You have a good eye.”

Wei Mingzhe’s face turned even paler.

“Oh! It almost slipped my mind due to this minor disruption. Wei, weren’t you talking about the National Quiz Contest notes?”

The Principal went up to his desk and opened a drawer to retrieve a notebook. He tossed it on the table. “Were you referring to these notes?”

Wei Mingzhe’s eyes landed on the notebook. After a few seconds of silence, he extended his hand and picked it up before opening it hesitantly.

The Principal leaned against his desk with a calm look in his eyes. “Huo Yao passed it to me a few days ago. She said someone mailed it to her home. Since she had no use for it, she handed it over to me. I was just thinking about photocopying it and sharing it with all the students.”

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Wei Mingzhe flipped a few pages. It contained various types of questions and answers for the National Quiz Contest, along with the past questions.

Wei Mingzhe raised his head and stammered. “Erm...”

“Oh yes! Huo Yao also told me that she found the solutions mentioned in it to be too long-winded and outdated. Out of concern that someone might kick a fuss about these notes being in her possession, she wanted to inform me that she solved the question paper using other methods...”

The Principal paused and acted as though he was mulling over something troublesome for a few seconds.

After a pause, he said in a bland tone, “Since we are to investigate the matter, I will head over to the Education Association at noon and ask to see Huo Yao’s test scripts. I will make a copy of it and let all the teachers compare them to these notes.”

Wei Mingzhe’s face blanched. He put the notes down and felt as if his legs had turned into jelly.

The physics teacher looked at Wei Mingzhe and shook his head sadly. Then he picked up the notes and flipped through them before smacking his lips in disappointment.