Although Jiang Mian continued to chat and laugh with him on the surface, she was actually nervous that the dormitory door would be locked.

Especially the dormitory supervisor; lately, every time I pass by her window, I can sense that she has a low mood and is unhappy.

If I get back too late, I'll have to keep talking until my lips are sore.

Having found a suitable excuse, Jiang Mian successfully parted ways with Song Huaizhi.

Before leaving, however, the other party still asked, "Could this Miss Jiang give you her exact name?"

I'll tell you next time we meet.

"must?"

"must."

"Okay, good night."

"You too, goodnight Teacher Song."

Watching Jiang Mian skip away, Song Huaizhi didn't realize that the corners of his mouth had already turned up in a smile.

Actually, he lied to Jiang Mian about something; he wasn't actually a teacher at the business school.

I'll be coming tonight, but I'll just make sure I settle into the teachers' dormitory beforehand.

He had no clue what to do with his graduation thesis. His professor was busy traveling and had no time to take care of him, so he simply gave him a six-month vacation, telling him to go wherever he wanted, or even go back to China if he wanted.

After discussing it with his family, and thinking about his parents whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he decided to return to China.

Whether you treat this time as relaxation or rest, it's fine.

But after staying at home for a week, he quickly got bored. In his own words, because he had always been busy and fulfilled since childhood, he felt guilty about suddenly being idle.

It just so happened that his father knew the vice president of the university, and the two had a very good relationship, so his father arranged for him to get a job.

With his qualifications and abilities, he is more than qualified to teach an elective course.

Consider it a way to get used to working life in advance; at least in his opinion, being a university teacher is a pretty easy job.

He can also continue to think about his graduation thesis during his tenure.

Due to differences in customs, Westerners' ideas are always imaginative and unconventional.

Song Huaizhi recalled how his old professor had jokingly teased him before he returned to China: "Perhaps after you return, you'll meet the person you'll spend your life with!"

At the time, he didn't take it to heart.

After all, it's someone you're meant to spend your life with, so the chances of meeting them are extremely slim.

However, it is also possible that Song Huaizhi's state of mind has changed due to his long stay abroad.

He never believed in fate, because fate is something you have to fight for yourself.

But he believes in fate, because some things happen as if fate has brought them together, and you can't stop them.

Surely this Miss Jiang couldn't possibly be his destiny?

Song Huaizhi chuckled and said that he would believe it if Song Huaizhi said that Song Huaizhi was his student.

*

Jiang Mian ran back to the dormitory right on time, just a second before the dormitory supervisor was about to close the door.

When he saw the dormitory supervisor about to lock the door from afar, he quickly sprinted inside.

But she still couldn't escape being scolded by the dormitory supervisor.

Back in the dorm, just as he had guessed, Chen, the academic star, calmly and composedly studied amidst the shouts of those racing through the canyon.

Finding tranquility in the bustling city—truly a genius!

Upon seeing him return, Chen Yu took off her earplugs: "Jiang Mian, He..."

Suddenly, a voice popped out from behind the bed curtains: "You bastard, take this!"

Chen Yu paused for a moment: "He Yubai said..."

"Damn it! Why isn't the support healing me?! That marksman is as bad as a pile of poop! What the hell do you care?! I'm the jungler! Come support me!"

Chen Yu paused for a moment, then calmly got up, walked to the bed curtains, and suddenly yanked them open.

A small space was suddenly flooded with light, and Feng Jun screamed, "What are you doing?!"

Chen Yu gestured for him to be quiet with a blank expression: "If you keep shouting and yelling, I can only guarantee that there will be at most three living beings breathing in this dormitory."

"Okay, okay, I swear I'll be quiet right now!"

Seeing his serious tone, Feng Jun immediately backed down and reacted.

It wasn't that he couldn't beat Chen Yu, but after watching too many short videos, he was very clear about how amazing these top students were.

If you have a conflict with a hot-tempered person, at most the other person will get angry and you will get stabbed several times. In the end, one of you will die and the other will go to jail.

However, if you get into a conflict with someone who is extremely clever, you might suddenly die in your sleep one day. What's even more terrifying is that if they wanted to, their bodies might never be found!

How scary! How scary!

Feng Jun mimed zipping up his own mouth, then obediently pulled the curtains shut.

Jiang Mian almost didn't react: "Brother Chen, what did you do to him?"

Otherwise, why would this kid be so easy to talk to?

“No,” Chen Yu said seriously, “He’s been quite obedient lately.”

Listen to me!

Look at that threat you just made without using any profanity! Is that something a human being could say?!

Feng Jun lay in bed, furious but unable to speak out. How could this man, with a mouth that's 37°C, utter such terrifying words?

After confirming that Feng Jun was quiet, Jiang Mian asked, "What did you want to say to me just now?"

"He Yubai said he needs to talk to you. He's at the far right end of the corridor."

Jiang Mian didn't understand: "Is there something we can't say in the dorm?"

"I don't know," Chen Yu said, sitting back down in her seat. "It's probably inconvenient to talk about it in the dorm. You'll know when you get there."

Jiang Mian was reluctant to leave the room. The corridor was open at both ends, and a gust of wind blew in as soon as she opened the door.

Is this what the rich people call their damn sense of ritual?

Do we really have to be in a romantic setting to talk to each other?

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