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 software did you utilise, and what

Isabelle, the teacher proposed, “Why don’t you share with

the room turned towards

didn’t make

before, but if asked to share her experience, she could certainly

only uncertainty is whether they would find

you indicating that you didn’t do

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affirmed with a

the classmates commenced.

responsible for it?”

before revealing, “George

slightly flustered, asking, “Who … who did

clearly, “Mr.

Harris, this name seemed easier to comprehend.

silence engulfed the classroom.

George make the

the classroom buzzed with

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mouths in astonishment. “Who is this gifted person assisting with assignments? Could

created the PowerPoint presentation, and Isabelle elucidated its content to us. Wouldn’t it be reasonable for me to be featured on the first page of the family tree given

PowerPoint presentation could surpass the value of this

at Taragon University, he’s our senior.

the anonymous care package with sunscreen and mosquito repellent that a considerate senior sent during

this, it’s too much for my heart. I’m planning to search through the trash later to retrieve the empty sunscreen bottle and keep it in

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 living together as

couple set sail? I’m quite fond of this significant age

what it’s like for Mr. George, a prominent

didn’t you notice? He assisted his girlfriend in creating

mature and distinguished gentleman, seated in his suit at a computer, aiding his girlfriend with a PowerPoint.

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