Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 311 I Didn’t Make it

Isabelle refused, saying, “No, I simply give it a glance.”

After all, she hadn’t seen it before dan didn’t know what the assignment was about.

Glance? Glance at what?

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Explaining and debating the assignment appeared effortless to her, akin to child’s play, yet she found it unexpectedly arduous to convey the instructions as if addressing kindergarteners.

Upon briefly skimming the material, Isabelle displayed it on the screen and emphasised certain crucial aspects that demanded a degree of intellect to comprehend.

Silence enveloped the classroom, with only Isabelle’s voice echoing. All eyes were fixed, attentiveness prevailing like never before during a lesson.

Stationed at the platform, she maintained her composure, employing specialised jargon that few students had encountered previously. The students listened, perplexed, struggling to keep up.

“Even though it’s not entirely clear to me, considering the teacher’s reaction, she must be exceptionally skilled.”

“Doesn’t this delve into topics typically covered in third–year courses?”

“The PowerPoint presentations are impeccably designed! I admire them every time they’re displayed!”

The brightness from the screen caused Isabelle to squint. She remained succinct, concentrating on the main ideas, and wrapped up her explanation within a mere four or five minutes.

Just as the teacher was getting into the flow, she abruptly halted.

The teacher asked, “All done?”

Isabelle affirmed, “Yes.”

The teacher suggested, “Would you mind elaborating a bit more? Your work from last Thursday was exemplary. Why not elucidate the main points for the class?”

about the process behind Isabelle’s stunning PowerPoint presentation. What

teacher proposed, “Why don’t you

room turned towards

“I didn’t make

to share her experience, she could

is whether they would find it

surprised, “Are you indicating that you didn’t

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affirmed with a nod, “Yes.”

among the classmates commenced.

who was responsible for it?”

before revealing, “George Harris.”

slightly flustered, asking, “Who … who did you mention?”

clearly, “Mr. George.”

contrast to George Harris, this name seemed easier to comprehend.

silence engulfed the classroom.

George make the

classroom buzzed with excitement.

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flying to cover their mouths in astonishment. “Who is this gifted person assisting with assignments? Could they possibly

and Isabelle elucidated its content to us. Wouldn’t it be reasonable for me to be featured on the first page

the value of this one.

Mr. George also completed his studies at Taragon University, he’s our

mosquito repellent that a considerate senior sent during boot camp. Could

tease me like this, it’s too much for my heart. I’m planning to search through the

going on between Isabelle and Mr. George? Personally, I envision her with that attractive mixed- blood guy sporting white hair. And as for Mr. Carter? I wouldn’t mind seeing them all

I’m quite fond of this

difficult to envision what it’s like for Mr. George, a prominent figure in the business world,

didn’t you notice? He assisted his girlfriend in creating a PowerPoint presentation.”

seated in his suit at a computer, aiding his girlfriend with a