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

were blank, and some need more

relief rushing

he continued, "I would say...seventy out of a

wide, then bright

hand on top. He kept his tone light, so she wouldn’t feel pressured. "Don’t look so worried. You don’t have to be perfect all at once. We’ll start

laugh broke free from Nnenna lips, and some of the tension left

leaned back in his chair, still holding the closed book. He studied her for a moment, taking in the cautious hope

did incredibly well," he added at last, his voice quiet but certain. "I mean that. Not many people could have tackled these questions without preparation and done

and glowing at the same time. She twisted her fingers together in her

a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "And

in the best way. She had wanted to hear

Arthur’s method completely. Hard core style wasn’t a bad thing. She just felt that

you," she whispered.

on the marked pages. "I was going

before he finished speaking. "No. I would rather you explain. When you teach me courses

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

he admitted. A soft laugh escaped him, and he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to school his face back to something neutral. "All right, then. Let’s

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