Chapter 1147 The Returnee's Notes 221

Professor Wang then added some research from another team for Xie Ning to try and get involved with.

Although the two teams have different research topics, they are closely related, or rather, the research of the more mature team is just more in-depth.

Professor Wang simply took some of the simpler topics from that team and used them as research topics for his own small team.

Huang Lili was curled up on the sofa watching a show to digest her food when she saw Xie Ning come out and pour her cup after cup of strong tea. One of them was having fun, while the other was working, which made Huang Lili feel a little embarrassed.

Doesn't everyone say that college life is easy?

It seems like college students are busier than high school students these days. Her cousin, who is in his final year of high school, still manages to find time to play video games.

Do university students have that much homework?

Huang Lili propped her chin up and looked at the light shining through the crack in Xie Ning's bedroom door for a while, but she still couldn't resist contacting a college student she had helped before late at night.

The younger sister also said that university was indeed busy, but sometimes she felt very idle. She couldn't quite put her finger on it; she just had a feeling of being very busy, but she didn't know what she was busy with at all.

Even though there aren't many classes in college.

As they chatted, Huang Lili fell asleep on the sofa.

So when Xie Ning came out the next day rubbing his head, he saw Huang Lili with her legs draped over the back of the sofa and her head tilted to the side, about to fall off.

She's sleeping soundly now, her snoring isn't loud, but it's certainly not quiet either.

Xie Ning silently pulled over a blanket and covered him with it. Although the weather wasn't cold yet, sleeping like that for one night could easily lead to a cold.

In the end, Xie Ning's prediction was correct.

When Huang Lili woke up, she found that her nose was very stuffy, which meant she had caught a cold.

"I should have gone back to the room to chat." But she always felt that the bed wasn't as comfortable as the sofa, so she settled on the sofa to watch dramas and chat. That college girl was really talkative; she was a chatterbox.

“You always have so many ‘if only’ statements.” Ouyang Lin picked up her bag and then took the two of them in a taxi to her former university.

Because it was during the National Day holiday, many students either went home or went out to play, so there weren't many people left on campus. Ouyang Lin took the two of them for a walk before calling Professor Yan.

Then, without waiting for Professor Yan to pick her up, she took her own people to the faculty office building.

Inside, only Professor Yan and a security guard in his thirties were waiting for them. Although Professor Yan had already said everything that needed to be said on the phone, she still carefully recounted the cause and course of events upon meeting them in person.

The incident occurred about a month ago. The female student involved was a freshman, around 8:00 to 8:30, which is the time when evening study sessions are held.

University evening study sessions are meant for students to study freely, but that night a teacher, having missed a class, discussed with the students in that class about making up for it with an evening study session.

Since it was a major course, most of the students were present. However, there were fewer people sitting in the front and more in the back, which was normal. The teacher didn't mind, as he was only responsible for lecturing and would be done with the lecture.

Whether the students listen or not is not his concern; they will fail anyway.

Of course, he would also try his best to help students pass the exam. As long as their exam scores weren't too bad, he could make up for it with other points so they could pass.

After taking attendance, the teacher began the lesson. Of course, he couldn't just lecture; there needed to be some student interaction. So, after lecturing for a while, he looked at the students below, intending to pick one of them to stand up and answer a question.

He asked simple questions, and if a student couldn't even answer them, then they should have their brain checked.

But the students below didn't know that. When they saw the teacher looking over, they all quieted down and stopped playing on their phones or making any other small movements.

That teacher had a rather wicked sense of humor. He knew that the students in the front row listened more attentively, and he had always called on students in the front row to answer questions before, but this time he called on a female student in the back row.