NovelEnglishChapter 1027 Arabella feared the upcoming competition would be something she wasn't quite adept at.
At that moment, Arabella sat in the audience, watching the unfolding with a playful smile on her face. She wondered why so many people seemed to be in a rush to get their pride hurt today.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, she stood up, walking confidently towards the stage.
The students from Summerfield College paused, then sneered, "I heard the straight-A prodigy often skips class. And she dares to challenge us? Seems like Westerly College has run out of talented students." Arabella walked onto the stage. Her calm eyes flickered with confidence.
"Classes are for those who need them. And | do not." “Ha, big talk for a beginner, don't cry when you lose later.” The Summerfield College students didn't take her seriously. To them, how could someone who often skipped classes possibly outdo them? They were the ones who studied deep into the night, promising to make a nfor themselves in the medical field.
When Arabella was skipping class, they were absorbing medical knowledge! They had long since left Arabella in the dust! The students from Westerly College couldn't help but shout: "She's too arrogant! Arabella, show them who's boss!!!" "Teach them there's always a bigger fish." “Arabella, crush them!!" Although the support for Arabella was sporadic, she could still feel the trust and encouragement of her college mates.
Andrew, watching from the crowd, thought to himself that although Arabella often skipped classes, he frequently saw her entering and leaving the school lab, and sometimes President Barton would join her.
They must have been conducting experiments, right? Even if Arabella didn't have a solid medical foundation, with the number of times she visited the lab, she must have learned something from President Barton, right? At least she wouldn't embarrass herself too much, right? At that moment, a Westerly College professor hurriedly called President Barton.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“President Barton, Arabella is on stage to compete." “Really?” The old man sounded visibly thrilled, "I knew Summerfield College couldn't keep calm. They are so arrogant when they see our straight-A prodigy. As long as my girl shows on the stage, next year, we will have many students flocking to our school.
Westerly College will be bustling!" The Westerly College professor was puzzled. He rarely saw Arabella at school.
How could President Barton be so certain of the abilities of someone who often skipped classes? And how did he know she would accept the challenge? "Remember to tell our procurement department to order more beds, desks, and chairs to prepare for next year's enrollment.
Westerly College is going to be the talk of the town!" President Barton chuckled before hanging up, "These youngsters can't keep their cool. Let my girl teach them a lesson." At that point, the leader of the Summerfield College team looked at Arabella with arrogance, "I heard you study neurology. What do you want to compete in? Arabella replied calmly, "Let's compete in what you're good at." “What we're good at?" The Summerfield College captain was taken aback, “Huh, the straight-A prodigy is indeed arrogant. We excel in dissection!" Although first-year students at Summerfield College hadn't had the chance to practice dissection, they had all privately studied under renowned teachers, putting them above-average students.
They didn't believe that a first-year student from the neurology major of Westerly College could perform a dissection!
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