Chapter 262 Love Poems
Lin Xiangnan is not a modest person. When others praise her, she immediately becomes proud. "I am only 22 years old. I am at the prime of my beauty. How can Professor Li compare with me? How old is he? His hair is all white."
Professor Li was listening at the side and felt as if he was stabbed in the heart again.
He is not old. He is in his fifties, which is the right age for adventure.
"Hey~ Professor Li is back." Seeing how listless he looked, Lin Xiangnan quickly gave up his seat to him and let him sit down first.
"Don't worry about me, just continue discussing the problem." Professor Li was almost exhausted and spoke weakly.
With the teacher present, the students in the class were too embarrassed to gossip and started asking serious questions about their studies.
Lin Xiangnan’s level is not bad and he is more than capable of teaching them.
So everyone was very tactful and didn't bother Professor Li. Professor Li looked very weak when he spoke, and everyone was worried that he would run out of breath and collapse on the spot, and everyone would have to help him up.
After the two classes, Professor Li didn't say much.
On the way back, he ran into the patient counselor and finally couldn't help asking, "Did you take a leave this morning?"
"No. I can't find a substitute teacher for the time being. I'm watching everyone's self-study session." The instructor asked, "People in our class said that you took Lin Xiangnan away to help with the class?"
"She spoke quite well." Professor Li praised with a smile.
The counselor was full of resentment, "She is as strong as a bull. I think she eats more than me. Not only is she fine, but she also has the energy to teach you."
Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes like a thread being pulled out. This time they ate the wrong food, and it took Professor Li and his friends two days to recover.
These two days, Lin Xiangnan helped them with their classes.
When the counselor returned to work, Lin Xiangnan discussed the terms with him with a smile, "Teacher, you see, I'm tired after two days..."
"Your two children look young and they probably like candy. Take this candy ticket. Your wife and I don't like it."
The counselor and Professor Li were both very understanding. They gave Lin Xiangnan subsidies directly when he did work for them.
Lin Xiangnan was not polite and took the candy ticket and put it in his pocket. "That's not what I meant. I meant that I want to discuss the matter of asking for leave. Can we discuss it again?"
"You have a deep understanding of these courses. I am also going to recommend you to study for a master's degree. But you are a student now, and your main task is to study."
The counselor sincerely suggested: "How about this. If you don't want to attend class with your classmates, you can come to the office. There are many teachers in the office. If you don't understand something, you can find someone to ask right away."
This is not called a small stove. This is called a big stove, burning a high fire.
Lin Xiangnan quickly waved his hand to refuse, "No, no, I'm in a good learning state now, so I won't come to the office."
Who wants to study under the eyes of a teacher? Or under the eyes of so many teachers?
"I really think this is a good idea." The counselor said sincerely.
After more than a decade of neglect, the school's system for training students was not standardized. A gifted student like Lin Xiangnan needed a different training method.
With a group of famous teachers in the office, Lin Xiangnan's potential will definitely be well explored.
"I don't care what you think, I care what I think." Lin Xiangnan raised his hands and crossed them over his chest, "I'm definitely not coming!"
After saying that, Lin Xiangnan decisively ran away, fearing that the counselor would continue to persuade him.
"This kid!" The counselor stroked his chin, "I'll report this to the principal later. We need to come up with a rule on how to train students like this."
There are many genius students in the entire school, but they are in different majors and cannot be compared together.
Not to mention others, Cai Meijuan in Lin Xiangnan's class also has an extraordinary reaction speed. It's just that she is much younger than Lin Xiangnan, and has had less exposure to learning resources before, so her foundation is worse than Lin Xiangnan's. Otherwise, she would also be an excellent study partner for Lin Xiangnan.
Apart from anything else, Lin Xiangnan couldn't catch up with her serious attitude towards studying.
When Lin Xiangnan returned to the classroom from the office, he saw Cai Meijuan previewing the textbook.
"Monitor, can you tell me what this theory is all about?"
"Hand me the notebook. I'll write as I talk." Lin Xiangnan took off the cap of his pen and prepared to start writing.
She pulled the small corner of the notebook and was about to pull it towards herself when Cai Meijuan's face suddenly turned red and she slammed the notebook shut.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xiangnan looked at her strangely, "Why are you blushing?"
Cai Meijuan opened the notebook again, took another furtive look, and then said to Lin Xiangnan nervously: "Someone wrote a love poem to me!!! What should I do? Should I tell the teacher?"
"Where is it? Where is the love poem?" Lin Xiangnan asked anxiously, like a civet in a melon field: "Is it in the notebook? Let me see, let me see."
Cai Meijuan picked up the notebook, shook it, and a piece of letter paper fell directly onto the table.
Cai Meijuan didn't even look at it carefully just now, but now she and Lin Xiangnan got together and carefully read the contents of the letter.
"Meeting you is the fate of my life. You are like the bright moon in the mountains..."
"Who is this love letter man? He didn't even leave a name." Lin Xiangnan tilted his head and looked at Cai Meijuan inquiringly.
"I don't know." Cai Meijuan said in confusion: "I don't even know how this piece of letter paper got into my notebook."
"He is hiding his thoughts, not saying them directly, and even writing a whole poem. Could he be from the poetry club?" Lin Xiangnan asked.
Cai Meijuan immediately replied, "I have a roommate who joined a poetry club and shared with me a collection of poems written by people in her club. But that's not necessarily the case. Usually, there are too many people coming to our seat."
During breaks or self-study, many people would come to Lin Xiangnan to ask questions.
When there are too many people, I don’t know who is giving the love letter.
"Do you want to find this love letter guy?" Lin Xiangnan asked, "Do you want to have a relationship?"
Cai Meijuan answered with bright eyes, "Yes."
"You've never even met him, and you've already developed a crush on the love letter guy?"
"Yeah." Cai Meijuan nodded obediently, "This is the first time someone has written me a love letter."
Lin Xiangnan said in shock, "The younger you are, the easier it is to deceive people. Dating at 16 is puppy love, you know that's not allowed, right? Not only is it not allowed to be broadcast on TV, it's not even allowed to be written in novels. Come on, put down the love letters, read books carefully, and let your IQ take over again."
Lin Xiangnan was about to take out a big book from the desk to help Cai Meijuan wake up.
Just when she had taken half of the book, she noticed that she had also received a love poem.
Lin Xiangnan's expression was indescribable. "What new trend is this that I haven't caught up with?"