It's still early for the Harvard sailing team to arrive at Haishan. The azure sea is still filled with melting white snow. As a Harvard alumnus, Duanmu Ci doesn't need to worry about the younger generation of the Harvard sailing team who have made great achievements in major lakes and rivers around the world.

There's only one thing he needs to worry about now, and that's his precious students.

Duanmu Ci's schedule is quite full, with five working days a week, three of which are dedicated to teaching, and all of them are large lectures, which is rare among other teachers. In Professor Yan Zhigui's words, "It's like honing one's knowledge."

At 1:30 p.m., as the school bell rang, Duanmu Ci stepped into the lecture hall on time. Facing a room full of students who had suddenly fallen silent, he said with a stern face as usual, "Class monitor, ** students!"

The class monitors from both classes took turns calling out names, and the final result satisfied Duanmu Ci: all 117 students present were actually there. Under Duanmu Ci's strict supervision, no student dared to call out "present" for their classmate, so the number should be accurate.

Duanmu Ci was very pleased, believing that his admonition to the students that day had been effective, enabling them to reach the noble state of "correcting their mistakes if they have them, and striving to improve if they don't"... But the truth was not like that...

In fact, after class that day, Duanmu Ci's name had already spread throughout the major through word of mouth among the girls. Almost everyone knew that a particularly handsome and dashing teacher had joined the School of Literature this semester. Some students from other classes even came specifically to see the legendary, incredibly handsome Professor Duanmu...

Poor Mr. Duanmu was unaware of all this. When he was taking attendance, he did notice quite a few students from other classes sitting openly in his classroom. However, he assumed these students had come to listen to his lectures because they had heard he was good, completely oblivious to the cruel truth that these "students from other classes" were all girls...

As a Confucian disciple who believed in "education for all," Duanmu Ci would naturally not do something as tasteless as kicking someone out. In fact, he was enjoying the wonderful feeling of "the peach and plum trees do not speak, yet a path is formed beneath them"...

Several male students who were originally prepared to cruelly reveal the truth to Teacher Duanmu couldn't bear to speak when they saw their teacher's expression. They couldn't very well say, "Teacher, you're overthinking it. They're not after your knowledge; they're after your good looks!"

They bet that Teacher Duanmu would be very sad...

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Just as Duanmu Ci and several male classmates were lost in their own thoughts, a few girls sitting in the middle suddenly leaned down and whispered, "What is Teacher Duanmu wearing today?"

The girl asking the questions was Huo Xiaoyu. Their goal today was to confirm whether Teacher Duanmu was really that mysterious (rich) and to see if Tang Luoluo's statement that day was a misjudgment.

Tang Luoluo, the only one who didn't lower her head, carefully examined Teacher Duanmu from head to toe, inside and out, not missing a single detail, almost as if she were looking at him with a microscope.

After a while, Tang Luoluo also lowered her head and said in a tone like that of a secret agents meeting, "Today, Teacher Duanmu isn't dressed as formally as yesterday, but he's still wearing the same custom-made suit from Savile Row in London, just a different one. It seems Teacher Duanmu really loves the British style; only something truly British can be considered aristocratic. Most bourgeois or so-called socialites prefer Paris, Milan, or even New York, lacking any charm—Teacher Duanmu seems to be a man of great taste!"

Huo Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, almost hitting the table. "Yes, yes, Teacher Duanmu's taste is on the same level as his face!"

The boy who was listening attentively in the front row overheard this and was immediately furious.

It really is all about looks, isn't it? What a heartless world!

Next up is Tang Luoluo's exclusive fashion science time: "I won't talk about the shoes. The pride of France—Rthay, the world's leading chain brand of handmade leather shoes—today's focus isn't on the tie, but on the tie clip!"

"Tie clip?" Huo Xiaoyu asked the question with great enthusiasm, truly a good listener!

"That's right! It's a tie clip."

Tang Luoluo was very satisfied with Huo Xiaoyu's understanding. "This tie clip also has a history. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a wedding gift given by the Crown Prince of the Netherlands to private guests at his wedding three years ago. Like the Queen's tie, this tie clip is not something that money can buy."

Huo Xiaoyu was shocked. She wasn't shocked by Duanmu Ci's tie clip, but rather—"You could see it clearly from that far away?"

Tang Luoluo said, "The tie clip given by the Dutch Crown Prince is extremely unique in design. It is in the shape of a white bird and is very easy to recognize. You can recognize it as soon as you see it."

Then Huo Xiaoyu exclaimed in shock, "Teacher Duanmu is truly an important person!"

Tang Luoluo nodded vigorously, "Absolutely, maybe even older than my grandfather!"

Huo Xiaoyu was somewhat horrified. "No way?"

Tang Luoluo's grandfather is the richest man in Haishan and a leading figure in China's private enterprises. How big of a person could be than Tang Luoluo's grandfather? Besides, Teacher Duanmu looks very young.

Tang Luoluo's expression was very serious. "Perhaps, I should go back and ask..."

Duanmu Ci was a model teacher who never went over time—of course, some female students with impure motives who only looked at people and didn't listen to the lesson might actually hope that he would go over time so they could take a closer look... In any case, Duanmu Ci, whose schedule was perfect, finished speaking the last word the second the school bell rang, and then packed up his things and left the classroom.

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