Seven-character regulated poem

Chapter 497: A Fierce Brawl

Chapter 497: Chapter 497: A Fierce Brawl


"Maya Marsh, don’t blame others for your own incompetence, okay?"


Willow Young, being Maya Marsh’s personal cheerleader, naturally couldn’t stand seeing Joy Quinn being pulled by Maya Marsh, so she immediately stepped forward to help.


The proctor couldn’t just sit back and ignore the chaos, and quickly reprimanded, "Stop it. If you don’t, you’ll all be marked heavily."


Upon hearing this, Joy Quinn and Willow Young quickly let go.


After all, their future was at stake; getting marked heavily and not graduating was not worth it.


As for Maya Marsh, she had her hair pulled by Joy Quinn and Willow Young together just now.


They suddenly let go, causing her to lose support and fall to the ground, looking utterly embarrassed.


"Alright, you’re all adults. You need to take responsibility for your choices. The assessment results are already out. Aside from Maya Marsh questioning them and losing the chance to participate in any future assessments with the Keaton Group, does anyone else have any objections?"


When the proctor asked, everyone quickly shook their heads.


Including Joy Quinn and Willow Young, who also followed suit by shaking their heads.


They wouldn’t gamble their future like Maya Marsh did.


"Since no one else has objections, the announcement of the assessment results ends here. Finally, the students who got the employment offers, please fill them out and submit them to me promptly. As for Quinn, let’s chat some time about the new solution to the last question."


"Okay, Mr. Godin!"


July Quinn smiled and nodded at the proctor.


Indeed, July Quinn knew the proctor whose last name was Godin.


Five years ago, the First University of Esteria, in order to attract this prodigy, not only sent her an offer for direct entrance but also dispatched a team of teachers to seek July Quinn to hopefully choose their institution.


Although July Quinn, for various reasons, did not end up attending the First University of Esteria, she left a deep impression on those teachers at the time.


And Mr. Godin was one of the teachers dispatched by the First University of Esteria back then.


Therefore, it was imaginable how delighted Mr. Godin was to see July Quinn’s name on the list just now.


Who would have thought that someone without foresight would jump out to challenge July Quinn’s credentials...


After collecting the forms from the top twenty students, Mr. Godin left first.


"July, you know Mr. Godin?" As soon as Mr. Godin left, Shelly Cole curiously asked.


"Hmm..." July Quinn recounted the events from five years ago.


After listening, Shelly Cole was taken aback: "Weren’t you only fifteen five years ago? And you were offered direct admission to the First University of Esteria?"


"Actually, I received offers from several other schools too, but at that time..."


July Quinn and Shelly Cole chatted as they walked away from the small conference hall.


Joy Quinn and Willow Young, along with other unrelated individuals, soon left the scene as well.


Only Maya Marsh remained in her sitting posture on the ground, watching everyone’s departing backs with helpless tears streaming down...


*


July Quinn won first place in the Keaton Biological Laboratory assessment, which thrilled Elder Cole.


"I say, we should host banquet at home today, and anyone who comes in to say congratulations to July can enjoy a meal from a high-end restaurant for free."


"Dad, I think modern people are more concerned with image than meals. How about letting our stylists offer free hair styling to anyone who comes in to say congratulations?"


Nora Cole, Elder Cole’s only daughter and Shelly Cole’s mother, has been focused on the styling industry over the past few years.


Currently, she has developed her styling business to be the number one in Esteria and is essentially the go-to option for every wealthy woman looking for styling.


Of course, because she serves the wealthy ladies, her reputation is superb, and the costs are relatively high.


So a flowing hair banquet is quite extravagant in scale.


"Grandpa Cole and Auntie Cole, I appreciate your kindness..."