In the principal's office.
The Principal invited Huo Yao to sit on the couch and poured her a glass of water. Then he sat down in front of her and said, "Do you want to shift classes?"
Huo Yao raised her brow slightly in surprise and asked him. "Change my class? Why should I?"
"Since you are strong in the sciences, staying in an arts class would be a waste of your talent," explained the Principal solemnly.
He had initially planned to place her in a science class when the term commenced, but he got held up in the capital. By the time he returned, she had already joined the arts class.
Huo Yao unexpectedly smiled and shook her head, rejecting him. "It's fine. It makes no difference which class I'm in."
She had finished learning all nine middle school subjects eons ago.
The Principal looked at Huo Yao, brimming with confidence. He could not help asking her a little abashedly. "Are you refusing to transfer because of Wei Mingzhe?"
