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At least, Ye Wangchuan was attracted to her. His deep eyes were filled with love that could drown a person. His thin lips curled up and he chuckled as he looked at the girl standing there. Bo Jingxing looked at him a few times.

Master Cheng was stunned. He looked at Qiao Nian carefully and saw that she probably did not want to say anything. He didn't ask further. He turned his head and said as if he had thought of something at the last minute, "By the way, does the young lady know about bioengineering?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian put her hands in her pocket and looked at him silently with her dark eyes. Her red lips parted and she replied politely, "I know a little."

"Bioengineering is actually a very broad concept. For example, iris technology. When you came in yesterday, you should have noticed nine access systems. They're not fingerprint systems outside. They're identified by scanning the eyes of a person. This is also considered a type of bioengineering. It has to be included in the field of biological engineering..."

Qiao Nian listened to him quietly. Her fair side profile looked quite obedient. "Okay."

Seeing that she had listened, Master Cheng smiled and said without hiding anything, "I heard from Jingxing yesterday that you have good grades. You came in first in Qing University's examinations and scored full marks in all the subjects. Are you interested in studying bioengineering? I see that you have a calm personality

and are very suitable for this."

He liked her.

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you're interested, I can take the time to introduce you to bioengineering

sentence still shocked

temporarily hid the surging emotions in his heart and turned to look at the girl standing beside Master Cheng. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

when he thought that Qiao Nian was a new member of the Ninth Branch,

Nian was an outsider and a high school student today,

ordinary place. Top students from major universities would fight tooth and nail for a spot, let alone the spot beside

Qiao Nian... was overreaching.

His eyes were unrestrained and lazy, looking extraordinarily noble. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and he placed his hand in his pocket. His long legs leaned against the experiment table in

Cheng still didn't feel that he had dropped a huge bomb. He looked more interested than Qiao Nian herself and asked her

for only a second before looking at him. The hoodie contrasted with her milky-white skin. Her eyes were extremely dark, and their shape was very beautiful. It was

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