Feeling that Emperor Yang had been waiting for his reply, Jiang Xuan looked up indifferently and asked, "What's the matter? Is there a problem?"
Is there a problem?
General Manager Jiang didn't see it?
Emperor Yang was silent for two seconds, didn't answer, only turned back toward the podium with a hint of disappointment.
Indeed, not everyone could discern the profound implications hidden within these grades.
It had to be a veteran teacher like him!
During the parent-teacher meeting, Jiang Xuan's gaze fell upon the documents that Emperor Yang had handed out.
First, he glanced at Xia Ye's grades and a faint smile curled the corners of his lips.
Then he flipped to the pages that recorded the past admissions scores of various universities, finding Beijing University's.
He didn't look at the scores listed afterward, he just reviewed the different department names at the front.
If selecting a sect, he guessed that the little ancestor would probably be most interested in...