The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 917: Only Know That He/She is a Top Student

Ghania Quinlan originally planned to play games on her phone and hadn’t thought about watching a movie. Hearing him ask her again, she lifted her head as if she had made up her mind and stood up saying, "Let’s go to the movie theater."

She might not have eaten pork, but she had heard pigs running; the movie theater is one of the must-go places for dating couples.

Only, she doesn’t like crowded places.

"Wait for me a second, I’ll go up to grab something." Going to a crowded place, she still prefers to wear a hat, which can block most of the attention.

"Sure. No rush, we can take our time getting there."

Amadeus Yancey was actually also going to the movie theater for the first time; Mr. Yancey really doesn’t need to go to the theater to watch movies.

When she said to go to the movie theater, Amadeus Yancey also prepared to make a phone call to arrange for two movie tickets and additionally reserve a private theater.

Ever since the Chinese Medicine department submitted this year’s competition application forms, there had been quite a few people talking about it on Tsinghua University’s campus.

There were also people discussing it on the school forum.

But the heat wasn’t high.

Compared to Nathalie Quinlan, who didn’t participate in the college entrance exams and came to Beijing two months earlier, Ghania Quinlan knew better how to market herself. A while ago, she had someone ’secretly’ take a series of photos and put them up on the Tsinghua forum. Since she was beautiful and had a good demeanor, she quickly made a name for herself.

Everyone said she was the new campus beauty of Tsinghua’s freshman class.

Later on, she became the apprentice of an international piano master, and also won awards internationally with the teacher. Even before she entered Tsinghua, she was already quite famous there.

As long as it was related to Ghania Quinlan, Tsinghua University always had a lot of people paying attention.

But as for Nathalie Quinlan...

Aside from knowing that this year’s national college entrance examination top scorer was named Nathalie Quinlan and had chosen their school, the people at Tsinghua didn’t know much else about this name.

Just knew she was a study prodigy.

Height, appearance, and all those details were a mystery.

So even though the news of a freshman who hadn’t yet enrolled participating in an international medical competition was quite interesting, most people on the forum just nibbled on the gossip and no one particularly went into discussion.

Inside Tsinghua University Boys’ Dorm 703.

The atmosphere was as heavy as ever.

Zayn Fisher came back from outside with the same old long Face, not talking to anyone, just doing his own thing.

Zeus Tanzil was a little better, cheerfully chatting and laughing with a few others, not taking any notice of the Face Zayn Fisher was putting on.

The other three people were stuck in the middle of the two, feeling terrible, like it wasn’t right to get along with either one.

But compared to Zayn Fisher, the three of them sided with Zeus Tanzil regarding the matter last time; after all, whoever initiates trouble is asking for trouble. The previous incident was purely Zayn Fisher provoking Zeus Tanzil first, and then being miserably Face Slapped and left unable to step down gracefully.

"Hey, did you guys hear?"

In the dormitory, Zayn Fisher just sat down at his spot and opened his laptop with a cold Face, not talking to anyone.

Stewin Hoffman pulled his chair next to him with a squeak, saying to the other couple of people, "I just saw on the school’s website, the Chinese Medicine department is going to participate in that medical competition this year, and the names have already been submitted. Guess who it is?"

Zayn Fisher originally powered on his computer, but paused for a second when he heard this, feeling irritated.

"Who?"

"Isn’t the Chinese Medicine department skipping it every year, why are they participating again this year?"

Zeus Tanzil also asked, "Who is it, spit it out, don’t leave us hanging! You’re not narrating a story at a teahouse, get to the point, hurry up."

Stewin Hoffman touched his nose and didn’t show off anymore, and blurted out a name: "Nathalie Quinlan."

"That’s Mr. Tanzil’s goddess."

Zeus Tanzil: "Nathalie Quinlan? She’s going to participate in the competition?"