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nJust now, when Qiao Chen tried to appeal to him, Master Nie was completely unfazed and even rejected her directly.

nNow, he was actually offering a minor to a student who already chose the Chinese Medicine Faculty.

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nLiang Lu’s and Cheng Wu’s expressions darkened again, and the rest of the people present were stunned.

nThis Qiao Nian… just what charm did she have to have both honorary professors from Qing University want her?!

n“You have Chinese Medicine as your major, but you’ll need a minor. You wouldn’t possibly take another Medicine-based course as a minor, right? It wouldn’t mean as much.” Nie Mi wasn’t bothered about what others would think about his actions now. His attention was all on Qiao Nian. “What about learning music?”

nThe music teacher was speechless.

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nShe flipped through the document.

nThere wasn’t a single word written under her ‘Strengths’ section.

nIt was blank as blank could be!

nShe hadn’t recalled wrongly, this Qiao Nian really had not written anything about having strengths in Music.

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nCompared to Qiao Chen who had a Grade Eight certificate in Piano and exposure to other instruments, she actually didn’t know a single instrument.

nThe music teacher was confused and couldn’t figure out why Nie Mi would be interested in a student with no basic foundation in music?

nUnlike other faculties, the Music Faculty was extremely niche and had strict criteria for enrolment. It didn’t take just a day or two to pick up a new instrument, nor did good grades guarantee that one would be good at playing an instrument. It required exposure and guidance since young. Only with a strong foundation would students be able to hone their skills and techniques at this age.

nBut Qiao Nian… No offence, but she had no idea what Nie Mi was trying to do.

nShe dared not interrupt, since she had no knowledge of what was going on. She couldn’t possibly tell Nie Mi that he was doing the wrong thing and that this student was impossible to teach.

nAfter all, they knew that the honorary professor of their faculty had a different temperament from Mr. Huang from the Chinese Medicine Faculty.

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nMr. Huang was firm but gentle.

nMaster Nie, on the other hand…

nThe music teacher recalled how he had ruthlessly rejected the girl who self-recommended previously and immediately shut herself up. She didn’t want to be embarrassed by Master Nie in front of everyone, so it was best she kept quiet…

n“Music can help with mood adjustment. If you find studying Chinese Medicine dry and tiring, you can find some joy in music.”

nShen Yugui was speechless.

nDry and tiring?

nHe felt attacked.

nMr. Huang, however, did not have much of a reaction. His expression was calm as usual, and it was evident that he had known Nie Mi for long. He was clear that Nie Mi’s words just sounded awful, but he meant no harm.

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nHe simply looked at Qiao Nian with a slightly shocked expression and with a hint of curiosity. He couldn’t understand why Nie Mi was also interested in Qiao Nian.

nQiao Nian had never thought of taking up two different courses in university. She was busy as it was, usually, and while she managed high school well, she didn’t want to inconvenience herself in university.

n“I might not have the time.”

nThis was a rejection.

nNie Mi didn’t seem to understand her, though, and followed up seamlessly. “It’s alright, I have the time. I can work around your time. If you’re free, we’ll practice music. If you’re busy, you can just do your work, I won’t stop you. Is that okay?”

nQiao Nian felt a vein in her forehead pop. She so wanted to say ‘not okay’.

nNie Mi eyed her with a look of anticipation. He didn’t even blink as he looked at her, making it difficult for her to reject him explicitly.

nShe was getting a bit upset at this. She noticed that ever since she left the Qiao Family, she had been getting increasingly soft-hearted and finding it more difficult to reject others. Slightly frustrated, she looked up at him with her dark eyes and sighed. “I really might not have the time. If you don’t mind just having it on paper, then I don’t mind it too.”

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