Oscar was a very conservative girl.

From what she knew, being able to enter Staav University to study was what many people dreamed of. She was not here to date but to learn.

She did not even have enough time to study usually, so how could she date?

Therefore, she despised university students dating.

Especially Lisa.

She was from New York and her results were bad, to begin with. As an exchange student, not only did she not have any self-awareness but she was even being pursued not long after she came?

She handed in the papers so early to go on a date with this person, right?

Oscar’s disdain for Nora reached the limit. She even reached the point of never talking to this person again. She was afraid that she would be affected by her laziness.

When the counselor heard Oscar’s words, she misunderstood. She smiled. “Yes, I was about to tell you that I want you to continue helping her …”

“No, I refuse,” Oscar said bluntly. “I can’t help her with anything.”

The counselor instantly misunderstood what she meant and said with a smile, “Do you know her results? Although you can’t teach her, you can still help her around the university!”

“Okay, I’ll get going then.” Nora left.

Looking at her calm back, the counselor could not help but think of the paper Professor Wilson had reviewed. It was clean, very clean, and there were no traces of calculation…

What kind of person was this mysterious American girl?

For a moment, the counselor could not understand.

As she was thinking, Oscar pursed her lips and said, “Counselor, I only want to partner with someone with good grades and one who loves to study. Please don’t waste my time with such a person next time.”

With that, she raised her chin proudly and prepared to leave.

The counselor looked at her and suddenly sighed. She asked, “Do you know what Lisa’s grade was this time?”

“I’m not interested in whether she gets a D or an E.”

The counselor: “No, she didn’t…”

Oscar was stunned for a moment but she quickly came back to her senses. “Is it C? Most of the exchange students from New York University School of Medicine in our school get Ds. It’s no wonder she’s so arrogant.”

“…” The counselor pursed his lips. “She got an A+. She got the only perfect score in the class.”

What?

Was she hallucinating?

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