Chapter 132: Face Slapping the Quinlan Family Members_1

Most students in Class A came from ordinary families; they had never seen such a spectacle and were mostly dumbfounded.

"Who the hell am I, and where the hell am I?"

Oh, I must be dreaming.

A Tsinghua University professor actually thanked me.

Yep, and he even wants to take us out to eat.

The jaws of Class A had yet to snap back into place: ...

Justin Wafford kept his cool, the first to recover, and politely represented everyone with a courteous response, "Uncle, you're too kind. We didn't really help Nathalie; she's the one who always takes care of us."

"Nathalie is good at studying and a great person, we've all been looked after by her."

Look at the way he's talking; it's sweet to the core for Stanley Zachmann.

Stanley Zachmann's smile was almost too big to hide as he cheerfully said, "Are you also a student from No. 1 Middle School? Do you like math? If you apply to the Tsinghua University Mathematics Department, I'll take you under my wing."

Holy shit.