The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 90: Really Thick-skinned_1
Jhovany Sullivan saw that Nathalie Quinlan was engrossed in her phone without speaking and thought she might be upset about Ghania Quinlan stealing the limelight, so she came over and patted her shoulder, "Nathalie, what’s wrong?"
Nathalie Quinlan put away her phone and muttered quietly, "Nothing."
"Oh," Jhovany Sullivan, simple-minded, didn’t think much of it and went back to discussing the upcoming lecture from the Tsinghua University professor with the others.
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The news that a professor from Tsinghua University was coming to No. 1 Middle School to give a lecture had quickly spread across the entire school forum. It wasn’t just being talked about on the school’s network; it also sparked a lot of discussions online.
As Tsinghua University is a top educational institution in the country, Ghania Quinlan had been basking in the limelight both at school and outside during this period.
Even the stock of the Quinlan family rose with the tide, and recently, whether it was Emilia Sullivan or Cindy Lawrence attending gatherings of rich wives, everyone’s conversations revolved around them, incessantly praising how well they had raised their daughter (granddaughter) and how she had found such a fine boyfriend.
Mrs. Fisher had also heard about it and made a special phone call to Zayn Fisher. He neither confirmed nor denied it. Although she was annoyed that he had done such a thing for Ghania Quinlan, she couldn’t help feeling proud of his status at Tsinghua University.
Look at her son, even a professor from Tsinghua University had to show him face.
After all, besides teaching, professors from Tsinghua University are often leading researchers in various high-end fields, with a distinguished social status and connections in the most cutting-edge circles of Beijing.
Zayn Fisher’s ability to earn the professor’s favor to the extent of coming to McKinney to give a public lecture could also lead to those people bringing him into the most cutting-edge circles in the future.
At the height of the commotion, Ghania Quinlan posted a tweet online in response.
[Thank you for your kindness. It’s good to have you.]
With this brief, sweet, and shy tweet consisting of only eight characters, it was as good as admitting that the recent rumors about the Tsinghua University professor condescending to No. 1 Middle School to teach were due to Zayn Fisher specially requesting his mentor for her.
The comments section under this latest tweet exploded:
[I’m all in for this celestial romance.]
[It turns out the world is not devoid of good men, I’m just not worthy! o(╥﹏╥)o]
[The little fairy is beautiful and kind, while I don’t wash my hair for three days, what worldly sorrow this is.]
[Someone better than you got an even more excellent boyfriend. I down this single’s drink; in the next life, I’m still a single dog!]
She had already gained a modest amount of online heat using the title of ’the most beautiful National Artists University candidate’, but with this incident, more and more people started following her.
Even the official forum added a ’Participant Reply’ hot tag beneath her latest response.
The fans on Ghania Quinlan’s Twitter watched as her popularity surged.
She seemed to be catching up to the stars.
The school forum at No. 1 Middle School was equally filled with gossip about her and Zayn Fisher.
These past few days, whether at school or outside, Ghania Quinlan was certainly stealing the spotlight.
All of this had nothing to do with Nathalie Quinlan. She continued to go to her classes and visit Uncle Cagwin at the hospital after school, as usual. Occasionally, when she came across the star-like Ghania Quinlan at school, she acted as if she saw nothing, walking her own path with her hands stuffed into her pockets, nonchalantly.
Ghania Quinlan she did not notice, but she did notice a girl beside her who always looked at Nathalie with a dark and angry gaze, as if she had slaughtered her entire family. This made Nathalie take a second look at her.
Back in the classroom, she just happened to see Jhovany Sullivan hiding something. It seemed as though she took it from inside Nathalie’s own desk. With a slight lift of her eyebrow, she walked in, "What’s going on?"
