They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 476: Hard Core + Nice Words = Better Performance right?

He didn’t look strict. In fact, as he read the first page, the corners of his mouth curved in a faint, approving smile.

He read her careful explanation of parasitology, clear and concise, and her example about malaria. He ticked it immediately.

When she had described Mendelian inheritance, she had used eye color as her example, writing that dominant and recessive traits determined what a child would inherit. Another tick.

Carl turned the page. Her neat handwriting defined ionic and covalent bonds without any trouble. He felt a small glow of pride. She really had paid attention to her science foundation.

But when he reached the question about the Hardy Weinberg equilibrium, the space was blank. His pen hesitated, then drew a tiny circle in the margin. As expected, some of these were well beyond first year basics.

Further down, she had written that PCR was "the process that makes many copies of DNA," and although it was correct, he marked the edge of the sentence to remind himself she needed more detail in the future.

Other answers were perfect: the formula for glucose, the definition of osmosis, and an example of a point mutation and a deletion mutation.

A few she had simply skipped, facultative parasites, a detailed description of the central dogma, and how to set up a Punnett square.

As he read, he kept glancing up at her. She tried to look calm, but her lips were pressed tight, her eyes fixed on the edge of the desk.

Finally, he set the pen down. "Nnenna."

gaze snapped to

very well." He tapped the book lightly. "You answered most of these clearly. Only a few were blank, and some need more detail, but overall..." His smile warmed, quiet pride in his eyes. "You’re

shoulders sagged, relief rushing

to score it," he continued, "I

then bright with a shy sort

the book, resting his hand on top. He kept his tone light, so she wouldn’t feel pressured. "Don’t look so worried. You don’t

lips, and some of the

chair, still holding the closed book. He studied her for a moment, taking in

but certain. "I mean that.

and glowing at the same time. She twisted her fingers

went on, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "And you’re determined. That’s a combination most

wanted to hear

against Arthur’s method completely. Hard core style wasn’t a bad thing. She just felt that hard core with necessary acknowledgements

she whispered. "I...I really

set the book on the desk between them and flipped it open again. His fingertips rested lightly on the marked pages. "I was going to ask, would you prefer to read the corrections yourself in the textbook? I can give you the

you teach me courses under my main major, it’s like...it

Carl didn’t move. Then he exhaled, a warmth blooming across his expression that he couldn’t completely

makes me...happier than I can say," he admitted. A soft laugh escaped him, and he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to school his face back to something