Xue Xi herself did not understand what was going on. The matter regarding Bartra's conjecture was only a question for her—it was not a big deal.
She had been wondering what had happened recently, so when she heard this, she could only shake her head. "I don't know."
The dean of the Academic Affairs Office was furious. "What do you mean you don't know? Huaxia University is accepting you just from your results in the national league. There must be a reason, right?"
He was helpless.
Being admitted early was originally a good thing, and it should have brought glory to the international high school. But who knew that so many other things would happen? Huaxia University had a long history and had a deep heritage. They were not afraid of anything, but the reporters had already come to their school and even said that they wanted to expose them.
