Chapter 212 Don't Want

The next day during class, Wen Zhile ran into Teacher Zheng in the corridor.

She stepped forward immediately.

Zheng Lian saw her coming and stepped back subconsciously, but stopped after taking two steps.

She wasn't the one who did something wrong, so why should she feel guilty? Zheng Lian thought.

"Teacher Zheng."

The little girl stopped in front of her, a faint smile on her fair face.

Zheng Lian's eyes flickered, and she asked stiffly, "What's the matter?"

Wen Zhile could hear a hint of guilt in her tone.

"I heard from my mother that you told her that I didn't pay attention to the boundaries of my interactions with teachers."

"So I came here to ask, which teacher are you referring to? It will be convenient for me to correct you."

Zheng Lian's expression froze, obviously not expecting Wen Zhile to ask her in person.

Compared to Shu Ying's cold face, Wen Zhile's smiling question made her feel even more uncomfortable, and her face was burning with embarrassment.

"Teacher Zheng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zheng Lian forced a smile.

"I'm in a hurry to go to class, so I'm leaving now."

The little girl raised her eyebrows slightly and moved to stop her.

"Just tell me who I am first. You'll still have time to go to the classroom later."

Although her tone was neither hurried nor slow and her expression was kind, Zheng Lian felt that the student in front of her was particularly aggressive.

“Does it matter who it is?”

“Of course it is.”

Wen Zhile held the textbook and looked at her calmly.

She was wearing a light blue denim skirt and a cream-colored knitted round-button sweater today, with her long curly hair casually draped behind her. She was about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin, and was slim and elegant.

The more Zheng Lian watched, the more he felt that he had no chance of winning, but he was unwilling to accept it.

How could she lose to a female student who was eight or nine years younger than her? And how could she let her stop herself in the corridor in such embarrassment?

"I'm just saying it casually, don't take it seriously."

"Is that so?"

Wen Zhile did not let her go.

"I was thinking that if you told me, I would tell you who the male protagonist in our department's recent rumors is."

Zheng Lian was confused: "What male lead?"

Wen Zhile was surprised: "There are rumors in the department that you have a close relationship with students and that your relationship is ambiguous. The news has even reached the department head, and the department head is having a headache about how to deal with you. Don't you know?"

Zheng Lian was shocked and became anxious: "This is slander!"

The students around her looked at her in surprise, and she quickly calmed herself down.

"Who did you hear that from? Was it a student in your class?"

Wen Zhile glanced at the beads of sweat on her forehead and smiled slightly.

Zheng Lian clenched her hands and said, "It's Professor He from the Law Department."

Wen Zhile nodded and turned to go downstairs.

Zheng Lian hurriedly chased after him: "You haven't told me yet!"

Wen Zhile glanced at her and said, "Teacher Zheng, you don't have to be so anxious."

"Like you, I just said nonsense."

"You understand me, right?"

Zheng Lian stopped abruptly, his face turning pale and blue.

After the little girl had gone downstairs for a long time, she finally managed to utter: "That's too much!"

Wen Zhile, who had already walked away, didn't care what she said. Now she was standing in front of the law department classroom and called out He Yuzhou who was preparing for class in the classroom.

He Yuzhou didn't understand what was going on and came out cautiously.

Seeing her frowning, he became even more confused, until Wen Zhile calmly dropped a bombshell:

"Professor He, Teacher Zheng said you like me, is that true?"

The thoughts that had been hidden for a long time were revealed. He Yuzhou pursed his lips and raised his hand to adjust his glasses.

Wen Zhile was close and could clearly see his fingers shaking.

She continued, "I think Mr. Zheng may have misunderstood."

"You and I didn't have much contact in Jingzhou, and the contact after Laisu University is even less. It's ridiculous that Teacher Zheng would think so."

The little girl frowned, her eyes troubled. "If you'd like, could you go and clarify this with Teacher Zheng?"

He Yuzhou adjusted his glasses again and smiled softly: "Teacher Zheng misunderstood. I will explain it to her."

Wen Zhile raised her lips after hearing this: "Okay, thank you."

"I was in a hurry to attend class at noon, so I didn't have time to congratulate you on finding a date."

"Teacher Zheng is both knowledgeable and beautiful, congratulations."

He Yuzhou's lips pursed up again, and his smile faded a little: "Teacher Zheng and I are not in a romantic relationship."

"Is that so? That's all right. What kind do you like? I'll ask my parents to introduce you to one later."

"No need." She introduced her partners one by one, and He Yuzhou felt cold. "I don't plan to find a partner before I'm 35."

At the staircase not far away, a man who was about to continue going upstairs looked over here, then stopped holding the stairs.

He Yuzhou raised his hand and brushed Wen Zhile's shoulder: "There is something on your shoulder."

After saying this, he put his hand down and put on a smile again: "But I really hope that my future partner will be a teacher at Kyoto University."

"Really? What department?"

"English Department."

He lowered his head slightly and asked: "Student Wen, do you want to be a teacher in the future?"

"In no mood."

She answered straightforwardly, not missing the complex emotions that flashed across He Yuzhou's eyes.

The bell rang and the students in the corridor quickly ran into the classroom.

He Yuzhou went in last, closed the door, and heard a steady voice from outside:

“Zhizhi.”