Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 373 - 264 Ancestral Master wants to take me away...

Dean Fan had just spent nearly a full class period giving instructions, and as a dean with vast experience in sending many talents to the Life Sciences Institute, naturally, he had many things to advise.

The four seeded contestants were lined up in a row, with two seniors, one upperclassman and one upperclasswoman, both taking notes diligently. In contrast, the lowerclassmen, Shen Zhiqiao and Xia Ye, were just listening without any intention of taking notes.

They appeared calm and composed.

Professor Bian, observing from the sidelines, had a rough estimate in his mind about this year’s contestants.

The two seniors were both quite strong overall and were unlikely to make major mistakes. However, whether they would be selected depended mainly on the performance of their contemporaries, as the final selection was based on ranked comprehensive scores.

Turning his glance toward Xia Ye and Shen Zhiqiao, Professor Bian’s expression became a bit more serious.

He had some confidence in Shen Zhiqiao, as her performance in several experimental tests had been quite satisfactory.

As for Xia Ye...

Her family background was impressive; she managed to obtain such a scarce examination slot.

However, with less than a month left until the examination, no matter how clever she was, she might still...

While participation was important for gaining experience, Professor Bian really admired Xia Ye. However, because of his admiration, he was more concerned that a significant gap in scores might affect her mentality in the future.

Thinking of this, Professor Bian’s expression grew even more solemn.

Dean Fan would cross out each item on his meeting notebook as soon as he finished discussing it.

When all the key points on the list had been crossed out, he glanced at the four students across from him and said earnestly, "Alright, those are all the things the dean has to tell you. There are ten minutes left before the end of the class. If there are any unclear points, now is the time to ask."

The two seniors immediately raised their hands with questions, their notebooks full of densely packed notes, parts circled with highlighter pens where they had uncertainties.

Dean Fan patiently answered each one.

He was not known to be a particularly patient dean, but he was quite patient with these top students, even hoping they would ask more questions to ensure better preparation for the future assessments.

After the seniors had their questions answered, Dean Fan then looked toward the particularly calm Xia Ye and Shen Zhiqiao.

Do these two young students have no questions at all?

The office fell silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, Xia Ye spoke up, "Dean Fan, I..."

Seeing that she had something to say, Dean Fan responded eagerly, his expression pleased, "Feel free to ask any question."

Xia Ye paused momentarily, "Could you help me write a leave request?"

A leave request?

Wasn’t she supposed to ask a question?

Dean Fan’s eyes narrowed immediately: "..."

Xia Ye just glanced at her phone, saw that Qi Ran had called her, and also sent a message asking where she was and why she hadn’t come to class.

To not worry her roommate, she decided it would be best to get a leave note.

**

Looking over at Qi Ran, Professor Tao’s class was also coming to an end.

As the class consisted of only a dozen students, the professors rarely called the roll; they simply glanced into the classroom from time to time. If everyone was present, they remained silent. If someone was absent, they would inquire about it.

This class, Professor Tao hadn’t mentioned the absence of any student. Hoping against hope, Qi Ran hoped that Professor Tao would just forget to check attendance today.

Time ticked away. Soon, the bell signaling the end of the class rang.

A male student raised his hand with a question, and Professor Tao, tidying up his teaching materials, stepped down from the podium to assist them with their queries.

This placed him just across an aisle from Qi Ran and Yang Qiange.

Qi Ran, with his back to Professor Tao, sighed with relief. Great, Yeye really dodged a bullet.

But just then, Yang Qiange suddenly ’concernedly’ asked, "Ranran, hasn’t Yeye arrived yet? Class is already over."

"Shush," Qi Ran frowned, gesturing at her to be quiet.

Yang Qiange seemed to notice only then that Professor Tao was standing right beside them and quickly shut her mouth.

But it was obviously too late. Professor Tao paused, turned to look at Yang Qiange and the others, then glanced around the classroom with a stern tone, "Xia Ye didn’t come to class today?"

The male students also started whispering among themselves.

This was the first instance of a student missing class since the term began.

Such occurrences might not be uncommon in other departments, but they were rare in the Department of Biomedical Sciences.

Everyone turned to look towards Qi Ran and the others; Qi Ran, despite feeling anxious, bravely said, "Professor, Yeye this morning was not..."

Before he could finish saying ’unwell,’ a lean and tall figure suddenly appeared at the door, declaring, "Reporting."