Destined to Love You novel Chapter 120

Angelia and Jonathan got into the car and she finally said, "I didn't call her."

"I know." Jonathan said.

Angelia fell silent again.

She knew that this was just the beginning for Claudia.

Seeing her unhappy, Jonathan said, "I helped you to transfer to another major."

Angelia raised her head in surprise and looked at him.

"Don't you like antiques and cultural relics? Phillips College

has established a new major- cultural relic identification and restoration. I will help you to transfer to another major. Do you agree?"

Angelia stared at him blankly.

"I've never heard of it before..."

"This is a new decision and will not be noticed until the beginning of school."

Jonathan turned his head. "How about it?"

It is true that Phillips College did not have a major in cultural relic identification and restoration. There were very few students applying for such a major, so it was very unpopular. A few of teachers major in cultural relic identification and restoration, let alone students.

Those who have the ability to restore cultural relics, which are rare than antiques, are immediately hired. Who will teach here?

This was a major he established for Angelia.

From the classroom, the teacher to the cultural relics that was used to teach was provided by him alone.

Angelia didn't know, she really thought it was the school's decision.

She happily agreed. Before she thought that she would always be in business school, but she didn't expect to be able to study cultural relics restoration one day.

"It is good!"

Jonathan saw she finally laughed, turned around and drove the car out.

The next day, Angelia received a transfer notice as soon as she enrolled.

She followed the address on the list, and finally came to the classroom of the old campus.

Cassius Lloyd was looking down at the plate he had just bought.

He bent over the desk and observed the plate carefully. His long and white beard was well groomed and he was still wearing a gown.

Wearing a pair of reading glasses, he kept a straight face and looked very serious.

While watching, the phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the phone impatiently, and finally answered.

Martin's voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey? Cassius, I'm telling you seriously. You can't bully the girl. We really like her."

Cassius frowned. He shouldn't accept this job.

From the first two days, Martin and the others called him four or five calls a day, and he was so annoyed.

"So what? I'm such a person. Or let her not come. Restoring cultural relics is not a easy job."

"I know, but the girl is amazing. Haven’t you seen the blue and white porcelain bowl before? How is it? Not bad?"

When he mentioned this, Cassius put down the tool in his hand and sat up straight.

"Are you serious? You said she was only eighteen years old and I believed it. But I don't believe that she had never been systematically trained before. Don't think you can fool me?"

Martin on the other end was also angry.

"Bah! I had told you many times, but you don't believe it! Then you will know how talented she is. If you dare to bully the girl, I will kill you!"

Cassius was not afraid of his threat.

"If you dare to say one more word, when you have something broken in the future, don't come to me to fix it!"

Unexpectedly, Martin, who had always been threatened by these words before, smiled triumphantly today.

"I will not ask you for help in the future. I can ask the girl to help me!"

After speaking, before Cassius spoke, he hung up the phone.

Cassius stared at the phone in his hand with anger.

He was also one of the best porcelain restorers in the Forbidden City before, and he just retired some time ago.

When Jonathan visited him several days ago, he was still reluctant to accept his request.

If it wasn't for Martin and other people's constant encouragement, threats and inducements, how could he have agreed?

People have no patience now, and that girl was still eighteen-year-old. How could it be possible for her to learn this?

He had indeed seen Martin's celadon bowl before, and it did not seem to be repaired by an inexperienced hand at all.

"To find an expert to fix the porcelain to fool me? It’s impossible!"

He glanced at the door, and said discontentedly, "no matter who you are, If you dare to learn, you will have a rough time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was knocked suddenly.

"Come in." He shouted.

As soon as the door was opened, Angelia stood in the doorway.

"Hello, teacher, I am a new student this semester."

Cassius looked at her, then lowered his head to check the names and photos of the list in his hand.

After checking, he raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Ok."

As he said, he stood up, took the thick books he had prepared long ago, and put them in front of Angelia.

"Go back with these books. A week later, I check you on random."

Angelia looked at the books in her hand. Even the thinnest book in her hand was thicker than her palm. There were more than ten books.

"To recite all the books?" she said in surprise.

Cassius threw his eyes on her.

"Are you unwilling to do it?"

"No."

Angelia shook her head quickly. But one week's time was too short to recite so many books.

Just thinking about it, she looked around and saw that there were only two people, she and Cassius, and even the desks had been demolished.

"Cassius, are there anyone else?"

"No, you are the only one."

After speaking, seeing Angelia stunned for a while, he turned his head and said with a stern face, "What? Are you worrying? If you change major now, it will not late."

"No, I will definitely study hard."

Cassius snorted and his expression was more serious.

"Repairing antiquities is not lip service."

He waved his hand and hinted her to leave.

"Go back, I will check you."

Angelia left with those books.

She flipped through the materials Cassius gave her, which were all about the customs and features of every dynasty and period, the porcelain appreciation, and the development history of official kilns.

These complicated books were very difficult even to read, let alone memorize them.

As soon as Angelia returned to the villa, she didn't dare to be lazy, and soon began to recite.

When Jonathan came back from the company, he came in and saw that the food on the table was intact.

"Where is she?"

The housekeeper frowned, "The young lady is still reciting."

"Reciting?"

"I heard that it was a task requested by the school's teacher, such a pile of information."

The butler raised his hand and showed him the height.

When the steward recalled that Angelia had just returned with those books in her hands, he was worried.

How can it be possible to memorize so many books in one week?

But as soon as she came back, she started to recite, and still hasn't come out yet.

Jonathan frowned.

"I know."

After speaking, he turned and walked directly upstairs.

In the study, Angelia was still memorizing her first book.

She picked the easiest one among them, but even so, it was very difficult to recite, let alone recitation.

After coming back from school, she has been reciting in the study, but several hours had passed, she only memorized a few pages.