CHAPTER 548: CHAPTER 532 WOKE UP

Jiang Xiaoxiao found it increasingly strange; this whole affair seemed bizarre, why was Professor Jia targeting her for no reason?

Why was she not allowed to participate in the competition?

Typically, professors are eager for their students to gain recognition, proving that the students they teach are outstanding talents, and also validating their educational methods. Yet, this professor was taking an unconventional approach.

He actually didn’t want his students to stand out.

Besides, what does it matter to the professor if she stands out?

Even if she signed up for the competition, there would be an elimination process, and it was uncertain whether she could enter the finals to represent the school. But clearly, this professor didn’t want her name on the participant list.

That was the strangest part.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced back at the professor’s office.

Suddenly, she noticed that Professor Jia’s office was directly across from Uncle Song’s office.

This weird feeling grew stronger in her heart.

Could it be that Professor Jia and Uncle Song had some underlying issues, hence he took out his anger on her?

But no, when they first met, this guy seemed quite genuine, with the demeanor of an approachable, kind, and tolerant professor. Why today did he not even bother pretending?

The problem was his insistence on asking for her paper; he was demanding a thesis from a sophomore student. That was even more suspicious.

The fact that she had written a thesis was only known to Uncle Song; no one else had any idea.

However, Uncle Song was now in a coma; even if he had taken over Uncle Song’s work, there was no way he could directly take her thesis.

A thesis isn’t just an assignment; other classmates don’t have one, and the documents in Uncle Song’s office should not have been moved.

So how did Professor Jia know she could write a thesis?

Uncle Song was comatose; he definitely couldn’t have informed Professor Jia. So how did Professor Jia know?

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt as if there were a layer of gauze over the matter, preventing her from seeing through it clearly.

Jiang Xiaoxiao grabbed the registration form again, filled it out, and directly delivered it to the principal’s office.

Dean Zhang had just returned from outside and saw Jiang Xiaoxiao delivering the registration form to his office.

He was almost amused, wondering if this little girl actually believed such minor matters required the principal himself to handle?

Did she think he was the babysitter for their family?

"What’s going on, why did Jiang Xiaoxiao bring the registration form here?"

Dean Zhang made a call to the registration administration office; the head of administration would surely know what was happening.

Could it be that they were deliberately making things difficult for Jiang Xiaoxiao? So this girl brought the form to him, otherwise, this girl wouldn’t normally come to his office.

Upon hearing this, the administration head, Li Zaisan, was momentarily stunned, his mind went blank.

How did this matter escalate to the dean?

"Dean, I don’t know why Jiang Xiaoxiao sent the form to you. Her mentor, Professor Jia, called me, saying not to let Jiang Xiaoxiao participate in the competition this time. Suggested she focus on her studies first. I assumed he had already communicated with Jiang Xiaoxiao, so I withdrew her registration form.

Who knew this kid would bring the form to you again? Obviously, Professor Jia didn’t properly discuss with Jiang Xiaoxiao."

Li Zaisan refused to take the blame. When Jia Zuo called him, he felt it was inappropriate. After all, what did a student’s participation have to do with the mentor?

This call gave the impression that the mentor was obstructing the student’s participation.

In fact, in such competitions, both the school’s teachers and the principal encourage students to participate actively. After all, nurturing the next generation of talent requires students to face various challenges, through which they can gain more practice.

Especially since Jiang Xiaoxiao is a prominent figure in the school, with good grades. Not participating in the competition would be a pity.

Dean Zhang paused, "Professor Jia? Who is Professor Jia? When did our school get a Professor Jia?"

Dean Zhang wasn’t aware of Jia Zuo becoming a professor, he was out attending meetings during that stage.

The school was in an uproar over the matter, yet he hadn’t heard about it.

Upon returning, he heard a little about it. Allegedly, a teacher from their school had a paper published in The Lancet.

At the time, he regarded it as an honor, but didn’t expect this Lancet teacher was Professor Jia.

He hadn’t connected these two incidents, mainly because Jia Zuo always gave the impression of an idle person with no accomplishments.

For someone like that to suddenly achieve something remarkable, it was hard for anyone to connect the dots.

"Professor Jia is Jia Zuo, the nephew of Vice Dean Jia. He was the one who recently published a paper in The Lancet."

Li Zaisan almost laughed, imagining that if Jia Zuo heard this, he’d surely feel like they were deliberately disparaging him.

Dean Zhang suddenly understood, "It’s him."

He hadn’t expected Jia Zuo to achieve such success.

"Alright, don’t worry about his affairs anymore. Take Jiang Xiaoxiao’s registration form from here and proceed with her registration. No matter what, we should respect the student’s choice, and no professor has the right to hinder a student’s development."

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s registration proceeded smoothly.

Jia Zuo grew increasingly furious in his office. He pondered how to deal with Jiang Xiaoxiao; he must make her recognize his power. Otherwise, what to do in the future? Getting a paper was proving difficult for him.

He couldn’t just rely on a single paper published in The Lancet and be considered a spent force.

How would people see him then? They might really think he got someone else to do it for him.

For the sake of his reputation, he needed another paper.

No matter what, whether Jiang Xiaoxiao used it herself was irrelevant.

Even if it was tossed aside, it didn’t matter.

Jia Zuo got up to find Li Zaisan.

Just as he stepped out of the office, he heard a delighted voice from afar.

"Old Wu just called from the hospital saying Professor Song has woken up. It’s unbelievable, how can a vegetative person wake up? It’s such wonderful news!"

"I should quickly inform Dean Zhang so we can go see Professor Song."

Jia Zuo stumbled, nearly falling.

His heart pounded like a drum, almost jumping out of his chest.

What to do now?

Song Qingyun has awoken. How could a vegetative person possibly wake up?

In a matter of days, he has woken up.

Song Qingyun has awoken, what should he do? Song Qingyun witnessed him knock him down.

Jia Zuo hurriedly tidied his office belongings, refusing to stay idle here. He must leave immediately.