An'an had been in school for half a month, and her astonishing reading speed and memory once again shattered the professors' understanding. There was still no conclusion about what area of knowledge she should pursue, and the professors were in a heated debate.
Have you ever seen intellectuals argue? You haven't, have you? If you had, you'd be amazed that mathematical equations could be used in such a way, that chemistry could be so intriguing, and that mechanics had this utility.
In any case, Principal Feng had witnessed it and never wanted to see it a second time.
At two o'clock sharp, An'an sat obediently in the front row with her notebook and pen. Today, Principal Feng had said he specifically invited an important leader to teach her, to impart tips and experiences about memory.
She was instructed to be respectful and not offend anyone.
An'an was very serious, looked up at the time; it was five minutes past two. The legendary figure was five minutes late.
