All the majors at Imperial Capital University are of high quality, with the top three faculties being the strongest.
But indeed, some students from the top three faculties believe they are a cut above the rest.
This kind of thinking is not entirely unreasonable, after all, the admission score line for the top three faculties is, on average, fifteen points higher than for the other majors.
Yan Anhe has always had this sense of superiority.
She looked down on Li Han, also because when Li Han was a freshman, he was not from one of the top faculties, and only transferred to the Computer Science Department later on.
Ying Zijin was even less significant, a student from the Biology Department, fundamentally unable to compare with their Medical Department.
Now, hearing Chen Junxian say such a thing, Yan Anhe abruptly looked up.
The color drained from her lips, as if she was punched out of the blue.
She could hardly believe it.
"The entire faculty?"
What does that mean, the entire faculty?
"The university did not arrange a faculty for student Ying Zijin," Chen Junxian spoke indifferently, "We, the leadership and professors, have all witnessed her capabilities, and to forcibly assign her to a faculty would only impair her future."
"So, whatever she wishes to study, she may study. We are not insisting on anything."
Of course, Chen Junxian also found it rather inappropriate to mention the frenzied scrambling of various faculty professors for her.
He also did not know why, as Imperial Capital University was developing, it had become so unstructured.
Chen Junxian looked up, fixing his gaze on the ashen-faced Yan Anhe, but addressed Yan Ruoxue, "According to Professor Yan’s logic, we should rather preserve the reputation of a total faculty genius, and mete out severe punishment to student Yan Anhe."
Yan Anhe’s ears rang.
It was no wonder that at the time she, as the Student Council President, wanted to report Ying Zijin’s misconduct to the faculty leaders; Ying Zijin had given her the Dean’s phone number.
"Fine, the entire faculty it is then," Yan Ruoxue begrudgingly accepted, but she remained unconvinced, "Anhe may have done some things wrong, but the punishment of a suspension and observation period at the university is too severe. I do not agree."
"Professor Yan Ruoxue, it seems you still haven’t realized the gravity of the situation," Chen Junxian’s tone remained even, "Firstly, this is an exchange program between Imperial Capital University and Turin University."
"Suspend your classes for now," the Dean expressed complete disappointment, "This student Ying Zijin is not from the Medical Department, nor is she in the same year as you. Why did you do this?"
He had seen students fighting in secret for guaranteed graduate study spots and study abroad opportunities, many such reports occurred every year.
But the Dean truly could not understand what benefit there was for Yan Anhe in doing this.
Yan Anhe couldn’t say a word.
She stood there, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"As for the Student Council, your position will be temporarily assumed by the vice president, and the Student Council will re-elect a president," the Dean spoke again, "You should not come to school in the following days."
Having said this, the Dean circled back to the Dean’s office and knocked on the door to enter.
"Dean, this incident is likely related to the disputes with the Ji Family," he frowned, "but it has affected Imperial University, which is very unfortunate."
They were all aware that the Ji Family had started selecting an heir.
The power struggles within the Ji Family were indeed filthy, utterly ruthless and underhanded.
Yan Anhe, as Yan Ruoxue’s niece, had also been influenced by the atmosphere of the Ji Family.
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