My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1862: The Date

She really didn’t want to offend these teachers before even getting in, but the problem was, even if she didn’t offend them, they might still not let her off easily.

The interview score determined whether she could get into this school. If these people were blocking her path, then they couldn’t blame her for not being polite.

The teacher in black tutted, "You really have some guts and determination, girl. Just now, that examiner is a notorious grudge-holder, always acting domineering, and the students are all afraid of her!"

Jun Yiyi had a headache; it seemed this teacher was both famous and powerful.

"So what are you planning to do now?" asked the teacher in white.

"I can’t allow these people to decide my future, so I will lodge a protest with the school authorities. I will protest against these three examiners for being prejudiced and discriminatory toward me, and for using their power to lower my scores. I request a replacement of the scoring examiners."

Both the black and white teachers widened their eyes, "You really have guts, daring to take this up with the school authorities."

"This is the only way to ensure fairness, even if it further offends these three teachers. There’s no other way!" Jun Yiyi still couldn’t help but worry, "But I don’t know if the school authorities will pay attention to my protest."

The two teachers exchanged glances and patted her shoulder.

"Don’t worry, in my opinion, they wouldn’t dare ignore it."

Jun Yiyi went ahead to file a complaint, and sure enough, the school took the matter very seriously, repeatedly assuring her that they would ensure fair scoring for the interview, putting her at ease!

Seeing their sincere attitude, which didn’t seem perfunctory, she developed some goodwill, thinking that this school appeared fair and strict.

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After Jun Yiyi completed everything, she returned home. Madam Aisha came up to her, anxiously inquiring about various situations. Hearing Jun Yiyi say with a smile that she would definitely get in, Madam Aisha was half convinced, half doubtful.

Jun Yiyi understood that it made sense for her not to believe since she wasn’t aware of her abilities.

Earlier, even she was unsure of how confident she could be, but after the written and interview exams, she found that perhaps her knowledge level wasn’t as bad as she thought, and she wasn’t behind compared to students of the same age.

It was really amazing; the basic knowledge she learned, written by Professor Du Le, actually allowed her to easily get into this prestigious school.

Is Professor Du Le really just an ordinary college professor?

This whole thing seemed a bit strange!

Oh, and still no news from the professor couple, where exactly did they go?

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Wubai called today and invited you out for dinner," Madam Aisha said happily.

That Mr. Wubai seemed to have a good impression of Yiyi. Last time he invited her to dance, and now he’s asking her out again, which seems quite likely! Developing a relationship with such an outstanding young man would be a good thing for Yiyi.

Jun Yiyi thought of Ji Lingkong’s furious questioning and conversation last night.

That man had such a strong possessiveness. If he found out she was going out with another man, he might just explode like a powder keg again.

Even though she had a good impression of Mr. Wubai, it’s better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"I’ll call him back."

Jun Yiyi returned to her room and played for a while with the dog, Meatball, that she brought back from Professor Du Le. This little guy, for some reason, after coming to this comfortable place, ate and drank heartily but still couldn’t gain weight; it remained so skinny that the name Meatball was completely unfitting.

Then Jun Yiyi picked up the phone, calling Wu Bai, whose number she and Wu Bai had exchanged at the banquet.

She was just about to decline, saying she was busy today.

But surprisingly, Wu Bai said he wanted her to accompany him to the Imperial College.