"Do you want the whole world to go crazy with you?"
She truly hoped it was just a coincidence of names. However—
Ying Zijin's gaze moved downward, landing on the name after the first president's title, and her expression went blank.
It was indeed that lunatic.
The first time they met, he had wanted to dissect her for being mentally ill.
Wen Tinglan noticed the subtle changes in the girl's expression, "Sis?"
Ying Zijin snapped back to reality, her expression slightly complex, "Which discipline at Norton University are you interested in?"
If she remembered correctly, when she was at Norton University, the only disciplines were Theology, Spiritology, Supernatural Phenomena Research, Alchemy, and such—completely out of sync with other universities.
The thought processes of lunatics, indeed, can't be understood by normal people.
Wen Tinglan shook his head, indifferently, "Just thinking about it, I can't get in anyway."