Those who are admitted to Peking University are all truly talented and learned.

During this period, people were relatively reserved.

People rarely express their interest in something as openly as they do in later generations.

However, when Wen Qinghe appeared in everyone's sight, it still caused quite a few gasps.

While most people were still wearing blue, black, gray, and green clothes, she stood out with a white sweater, black skinny jeans, black cashmere ankle boots, and a short red plaid coat. Her bright and eye-catching outfit made her the center of attention wherever she went.

Not to mention, her face is exquisitely beautiful, with delicate features, red lips, and white teeth.

Yan Xiao applied to the Department of Integrated Physics at Peking University, which was in a different teaching building than Wen Qinghe's. He dropped Wen Qinghe off at the classroom door and then hurriedly returned to his own classroom.

Therefore, he had no idea that someone would try to poach his girlfriend.

When Wen Qinghe entered the classroom, the first few rows were already full, so she had to find an empty seat at the back.

No sooner had he sat down than a dark shadow fell across the table.

"Hello...comrade, do you...do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?"

The young boy, dressed in military green overalls, had a handsome and upright appearance. At this moment, he looked at Wen Qinghe with a mixture of amazement and trepidation.

On the first day of school, although this person's actions were indeed a bit bold, they also happened to express what the male students were thinking.

Everyone held their breath, eager to hear her answer.

By modern standards of beauty, the young man in front of you is definitely a cute, puppy-like guy.

Wen Qinghe, however, was unmoved. Even without Yan Xiao, she had no interest in such an immature boy.

What's more, her husband may not show it on his face, but he's actually quite jealous.

Not wanting to cause any misunderstandings, and also to avoid being bothered by others, she said in a distant tone, "Yes, and I'm married."

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for everyone to hear.

When they heard her say she was married, some were surprised and some were saddened, but after the surprise and regret, few people really believed it.

Wen Qinghe already had a youthful appearance, and with Yan Xiao's meticulous care over the years, her face had gained some baby fat, making her look like she had just come of age. Many people mistakenly thought this was an excuse she was making for refusing.

The boy, who had just mustered up the courage to confess but was thwarted before he could, simply assumed that she didn't like him and that's why she said that.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, then brightened again: "Hello, my name is Bai Xiaofei, I'm from Suzhou. I don't have a girlfriend yet, can we get to know each other?"

For a rare moment, the air in the classroom seemed to freeze.

Wen Qinghe said helplessly, "I'm really sorry, but I have no interest in extramarital affairs. Besides, I'm studying at Peking University to learn, not to make friends."

The last sentence is a double entendre.

The newly sprouted seed was pinched off before it even had a chance to emerge. After the boy was shocked, he became completely dejected.

Many of the male students in the class seemed to hear the sound of their own hearts breaking in that instant.

However, most people remain rational.

After all, Wen Qinghe was right about something.

Their initial motivation for entering university was to learn and absorb more knowledge, and their decision to come to Peking University was even more so to realize their ambitions.

Beautiful lesbians are certainly stunning, but we must not forget our original intentions.

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"Hello students! I am your political economy teacher, my name is Wen Yunhuai. I will now begin my lecture..."

The professor on the podium, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, had a gentle and refined smile on his lips.

He was nothing like the legendary figure who could freeze people to death the moment he opened his mouth in class.

The new students all expressed that the rumors were unreliable.

This was clearly the gentlest and warmest teacher they had ever met.

Wen Qinghe listened attentively with her little face upturned; so this was what her father looked like when he was teaching.

I have to say, Comrade Wen is really handsome!

Wen Yunhuai, whose smile was almost frozen: If I smile like this, my baby won't think I'm fierce, right?

Damn it, which brat spread the rumor that he can freeze three feet of ice during class?

She wanted to get angry, but then she saw her little darling, her eyes filled with admiration as she listened attentively to the lesson.

Wen Yunhuai couldn't help but smile again; his daughter was so adorable!

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"Ring ring..."

"Alright, get out of class is over. That concludes today's lesson. If you have any questions, feel free to come to my office anytime."

Wen Yunhuai calmly tidied up the lesson plans and materials on the table.

Although Professor Wen on the podium said all he wanted to say, they all knew that very few people actually had the courage to go to his office and ask.

"Professor Wen, there's something I still don't quite understand..."

As soon as the words were spoken, many people looked toward the source of the sound.

In just one class period, everyone learned that this incredibly beautiful woman was the top scorer in the Southern Province.

While I was shocked, I also thought she was courageous and deserved to be called a top student.

The professor on the stage smiled and said gently, "Then, student, please come to my office."

He then went out first.

Wen Qinghe followed closely behind.

Once they arrived at the office, Professor Wen, who was walking ahead, turned around helplessly and pinched Wen Qinghe's little nose.

“I’m your father, but you still have to keep it a secret at school.”

The young girl tugged at the man's arm and said coquettishly, "Oh dear, you're a professor at Peking University. I don't want to attract attention at the school with your name on my head."

Wen Yunhuai sighed, "Alright, since you're my darling, are you hungry, Qingqing? Shall we go home for lunch?"

Wen Qinghe shook her head, "No, I won't keep you company at noon. I'll wait for Ayan, hehe..."

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