Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 194 - 189 Found a nemesis!!_2

Feeling that Emperor Yang had been waiting for his reply, Jiang Xuan looked up indifferently and asked, "What’s the matter? Is there a problem?"

Is there a problem?

General Manager Jiang didn’t see it?

Emperor Yang was silent for two seconds, didn’t answer, only turned back toward the podium with a hint of disappointment.

Indeed, not everyone could discern the profound implications hidden within these grades.

It had to be a veteran teacher like him!

During the parent-teacher meeting, Jiang Xuan’s gaze fell upon the documents that Emperor Yang had handed out.

First, he glanced at Xia Ye’s grades and a faint smile curled the corners of his lips.

Then he flipped to the pages that recorded the past admissions scores of various universities, finding Beijing University’s.

He didn’t look at the scores listed afterward, he just reviewed the different department names at the front.

If selecting a sect, he guessed that the little ancestor would probably be most interested in...

Perhaps something akin to the Hehuan Sect, which uses some indescribable methods to rapidly enhance Spiritual Energy through nefarious and crooked teachings...

After all, that wild little brain of hers had entertained such thoughts before.

But as for which major she might want to choose in a human world university... he really didn’t understand that well.

Seeing him engrossed in the Beijing University materials, Tang Shiji kindly reminded, "You should help the sage look for some universities that match her scores, so you can really be of assistance to her."

As he spoke, he slowly pushed the information on specialized colleges toward Jiang Xuan, with a very sincere tone, "The sage indeed excels in Chinese, but it’s a pity, she’s drastically skewing towards certain subjects..."

Jiang Xuan smiled without saying a word.

As soon as the parent-teacher meeting ended, the parents swarmed around Emperor Yang.

In this half year, the performance of Class 19’s students had significantly improved, and even those parents who previously had little enthusiasm for parent-teacher meetings were ignited like never before.

Like Tang Tianjiao and others who might make the undergraduate cut-off score, the parents were now all eager to hear Emperor Yang’s estimate of whether this year’s score line would be high or low, and roughly by how much.

This Q&A session alone would take at least 2 hours, with some students jokingly saying that this was the real start of the parent-teacher meeting.

Jiang Xuan, of course, didn’t join this hustle and bustle. In comparison to understanding the cutoff scores, he had something more important to do—help the little ancestor tidy up her desk den!

He was initially just curious, wondering what treasures the little ancestor hid in her little desk den.

But the next moment, he was shocked.

Xia Ye’s desk den was far dirtier than her previous Ancestral Temple!

Just pulling out a book at random, the multitude of other items stuffed inside fell out like dominoes.

Wrinkled paper balls, scrap paper, the roasted chicken-shaped eraser Xia Ye had lost half a semester looking for...

He was stunned for about three seconds, then smoothly rolled up his shirt sleeves and started cleaning up for her.

Sorting out the chaotic exam papers one by one, those that weren’t fully completed typically had just a few questions answered, the rest left blank.

As for those highly suspect crumpled pieces, he patiently unfolded each one, smoothing out the useful ones, and discarded the rest.

In the side of the desk den, several letters were stuffed haphazardly.

They were just randomly jammed inside.

Looking at those pink, tender envelopes covered in hearts, Jiang Xuan immediately understood.

Some still dared to send her love letters.

He took them out one by one, counting them. More than just a few, right?

10, 20, 30...

A total of 39...

Stacked together, it was quite a thick pile.

The majority of the envelopes bore a salutation and a signature.

The one on top.

Salutation: ’You are the Little Fairy in my dreams’

Jiang Xuan:...

Signature: ’I am the lone boat in your vast sea’

Jiang Xuan:...

It was written by Jiang Yunzhou...

He gripped the pile of love letters, moving to toss it into a nearby trash bag.

But his hand had already reached out, and halfway there, he stopped.

After thinking about it, he put them back instead.

They were his ’subjects’ after all.

’Subjects’ adoring the future ’Empress of Heavenly Dao’ wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

In no time, Xia Ye’s desk den was cleaner and more organized than it had ever been.

Textbooks and exam papers categorized and aligned perfectly, neatly in order.

That stack of pink things was also neatly placed at the back of the desk den, at a spot where Xia Ye would hardly ever see.

Jiang Xuan took a deep breath.

Finally, he was satisfied.

Outside the classroom on the first floor, many boys and girls glanced through the windows, stealthily peering into the classroom.

They watched their parents’ expressions and complexions to predict what they might face when they go home.

Whether it would be brilliant sunshine or a sudden gust of chilling wind.