He'd scored that high without saying a word.
He'd even kept it from his own teacher.
Zheng Huai felt that after all these years teaching Martial Dao, he'd still misjudged a student. He couldn't help shaking his head.
But then again, who could have expected such terrifying progress from Lin Ye?
For a moment, he felt conflicted.
He was happy to see Lin Ye improving, but also felt a pang of defeat, especially when he remembered how he'd hurriedly contacted his old comrade Jiang He to secure Lin Ye a place at the university.
And what had come of it? It seemed he'd been meddling for nothing.
Then again, no one could have anticipated such a high performance score. Even Lin Ye himself probably hadn't expected it. Still, it was further proof of the boy's potential.
After a moment's thought, Zheng Huai lightly tapped the screen and saved the image showing Lin Ye's score breakdown. Then his gaze fell on the chat window with his old comrade Jiang He. He hesitated, but in the end, he pressed send.
He felt Jiang He really ought to see these scores.
Meanwhile,
in a side room of the Admissions Office at Canglan Martial Arts University,
Jiang He had just finished an internal meeting about the quality of special-admission candidates. He rubbed his brow, returned to his desk, and sat down. He picked up his tea, which had gone lukewarm, and was about to take a sip.
Just then, his Smart Terminal lit up. He glanced at the screen and saw a message from his old comrade Zheng Huai.
"Another message about that precious student of his?"
Jiang He wondered as he casually opened it. A screenshot of the High School Entrance Exam results appeared.
"Lin Ye..."
He murmured the name, his eyes sweeping