"..." Jin Wei looked at the milk in front of him, but before he could refuse, the person continued, "I'm a third-year journalism student."

After introducing himself, the man stared intently at Jin Wei. "This is your first time attending Professor Pei's lecture, right? I come to every one of Professor Pei's lectures without fail. You're so good-looking. If you've been here before, I'll definitely remember you."

Upon hearing this, Jin Wei glanced at the boy sitting next to him. His first instinct was to look at the boy's face. After a few seconds, he slowly parted his lips and asked, "This lecture is about computer programming. Will the journalism students be able to understand it?"

"It's about computer programming..." This person was clearly speechless at Jin Wei's words. "But, there's no rule that says finance majors can't attend Professor Pei's lecture. And what department are you from? Let me be honest with you, Professor Pei's lectures are profound. Only a few outstanding individuals can truly understand them. Most... I mean, most of the people here are here just to catch a glimpse of her."

Jin Wei unconsciously reached up and propped his cheek up with his hand as he listened. "So she's this... popular."

"Yeah, good-looking, knowledgeable, and rich. Think about it, with all these qualities combined, how could he not be popular?" The journalism student chatted away while pushing the milk in front of Jin Wei towards him. "This milk... is for you."

The inexplicably drawn-out tone made Jin Wei unconsciously raise an eyebrow. He glanced at the journalism student and saw a faint smile on his face. However, as he met Jin Wei's gaze, he gave an ambiguous look to a girl sitting in the back row.

The girl had long, flowing hair and delicate features. When her eyes met Jin Wei's, she smiled and nodded, saying, "Hello, I'm also a third-year journalism student, in the same class as him. Could we add each other on WeChat and become friends? We can come to Professor Pei's lectures together in the future, and I can save you a seat."

"..." Jin Wei didn't speak, but simply returned the milk in front of him to her. "Thank you for the milk, but I'm lactose intolerant and can't drink milk. Besides, I'm only interested in science students."

Jin Wei's words clearly indicated his refusal.

"Ah... I'm sorry."

Before the girl could say anything more, Pei Wu's voice came from the loudspeakers throughout the lecture hall: "Please, students over there, stop whispering. It's... time for our class."

When Jin Wei heard Pei Wu's voice, he subconsciously looked up at her, only to meet her gaze and see the students in front of him turning around to look. It was then that he realized Pei Wu had just been talking about them.

For some reason, Jin Wei subconsciously lowered his eyes to avoid Pei Wu's gaze, and the boy next to him scratched his face embarrassedly. It was the girl who opened her mouth and said "sorry" to Pei Wu.

"Alright, it's almost time. Let's begin class now."

Pei Wu continued speaking, but her continued speaking made Jin Wei's cheeks slightly flush.

As a teaching assistant, Ji Jiang followed Pei Wu's gaze toward Jin Wei, his strange feeling intensifying.

Jin Wei studied the same major as Pei Wu at the Capital University, but... he didn't study abroad. Unlike Pei Wu, 'Anyang' had a professional R&D team developing games, headed by Sun Min. So, just as Pei Wu and Jin Wei had said before, he gradually stopped understanding what Pei Wu was saying. His attention was entirely on Pei Wu, and his mind gradually went blank, his consciousness only focused on Pei Wu's opening and closing lips.