Hank's Test

The office of the student union's president was simple yet elegant. A blond American was gulping tea beside the long table. As soon as he saw the president come in, he immediately set aside his teacup and got up. Some less-than-fluent Chinese came out of his mouth. "Is this the alleged freshman who knows Ancient Normese?"

"That's right, a first-year freshman. Xiao Lin, this is Mr. Hank, the representative sent by America's Judge Academy to Dawn Academy." The president gave a brief introduction and chased out the other members of the student union. He sat next to the conference table, and smiled toward Hank. "As Dawn Academy's student union president, I won't interfere with your discussion, but since our two academies are involved, diplomatic issues aren't trivial. For this occasion, the entire conversation will be recorded for verification and shall be passed to our dean later on. He will make the final decision. I trust there's no issues with that."