Huan Ren felt a pang of self-reproach as he clutched his bag in frustration.
The teacher glared at him, perhaps thinking he was easier to control, and said sternly, "What are you looking at! If you don't want to leave, then get out of here with me!"
"Teacher, I..."
"sorry!"
He hesitated for a moment, bowed and apologized to the teacher, picked up his cloth bag and ran out with Jiang Wanqing, causing an uproar among the students in the classroom.
"Fine, fine... You all think you've grown wings! Do you really think I can just start and end my class whenever I want?" The teacher returned to the podium and slapped the podium twice: "Anyone else who wants to leave, get out of here! My class doesn't need a bunch of students like you!"
The audience was completely silent; no one dared to speak, and everyone quietly flipped through their books…
Jiang Wanqing was fast on her feet, and Huanren barely caught up with her, panting heavily. His first words were an apology.
"I'm sorry, Comrade Wanqing, I've dragged you into this." He leaned on his knees, panting heavily.
"It's nothing. I should thank you for eliminating an unnecessary class for me."
Her idealized view of the University of Washington was too idealistic. Perhaps because she had never studied there in her previous life, her longing for its glory and prestige made her overlook the turbulent undercurrents beneath the surface.
This place has no shortage of talented and brilliant people like Professor Xue, but it also has its share of half-baked troublemakers like Guo Xueyun and the teacher in today's class.
Thinking back to her past life, how someone like Yuan Zhong, a conman and swindler, could rise to the top, she suddenly felt a disillusionment with the sacred field of academia…
Huanren's eyes sparkled with admiration: "But you're really amazing. You can even spot the teacher's mistakes. I don't have that ability..."
He scratched his head sheepishly, and before Jiang Wanqing could ask how he got into Huada University, he began to explain himself.
“I just got incredibly lucky. Not many people in my area take the college entrance exam, and my dad was a martyr… I benefited from that.”
Jiang Wanqing's eyes flickered. No wonder he looked honest, simple, and a little dull.
Not knowing what to say, she casually offered a word of comfort: "Luck is also part of ability. Don't underestimate yourself. University has only just begun. Who says you won't grow in the future? I have to go now. Goodbye."
She walked forward, waving goodbye. Professor Xue had given her access to the lab, and she preferred to spend time in the lab rather than waste time in class.
She didn't see Huanren staring at her retreating figure until it disappeared from sight before she left with a silly grin...
Because of Jiang Wanqing's argument with the teacher in class, her story spread quickly throughout the school.
When she came out of the laboratory, the sun had already set in the west, and the evening glow illuminated the earth with a rosy light. She closed her eyes slightly and slowly opened them after her eyes had adjusted to the light outside.
She almost thought it was her imagination, that someone was waving at her from the bottom of the teaching building steps. Jiang Wanqing looked around and walked over, puzzled.
I was just about to ask if she was looking for her when I got closer and realized it was Zheng Yuan!
"Comrade Zheng, were you looking for me?"
Zheng Yuan shrugged: "Do I look like I'm looking for someone else?"
Hehe, he does have a bit of a sense of humor, Jiang Wanqing's lips twitched, and she forced a smile.
"Is there something you need?"
"I was driving outside the school, talking as I went."
Jiang Wanqing was also leaving the school anyway, and since it was on her way, she went with him.
"I heard you encountered some difficulties when you enrolled. Have you resolved them?"
"Comrade Zheng is very well-informed."
“I have a classmate who works at the University of Washington, but I've only heard about it. It's a pity I wasn't in the Beijing area at the time, otherwise…”
"Otherwise, you would definitely lend a helping hand?"
Jiang Wanqing replied with a half-joking remark, which made Zheng Yuan a little embarrassed. He shook his head with a smile and changed the subject.
"The middleman said you transferred the donations to other students in need without any change. Why is that?"
Jiang Wanqing was not surprised that he came for this matter. If her impression of Zheng Yuan was that he was unpredictable when they first met on the train, and that he was shrewd with a touch of kindness when they met at school, then this time he was only deep and calculating.
She countered, "I appreciate Comrade Zheng's kindness, and I originally intended to return the money to you directly, but I think you don't need it. Since it's a donation, it should only be valuable if it goes to the person who truly needs it. I wonder if you're satisfied with my explanation?"
“That’s great, but I hope that money will be put to good use for you. I value more than just your hard work; your talent and potential are what make me want to invest in you.”
Zheng Yuan stared intently at her, but Jiang Wanqing looked away.
"Comrade Zheng doesn't understand me yet; he may have misplaced his trust."
"Absolutely not. I'm never wrong about people. You'll see when you come with me to a place."
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the school gate. Zheng Yuan's car was parked outside. He opened the car door and gestured for her to enter.
"I'm sorry, it's probably not convenient," Jiang Wanqing refused him.
"Why is it inconvenient?"
His emotional intelligence seemed to have failed him at this moment, as he actually kept asking questions.
Jiang Wanqing took a deep breath, just about to make an excuse, when suddenly a hand pulled her over and held her tightly.
"Because my wife wants to come home with me."
"Cheng Ran..." she exclaimed in surprise.
"Comrade Cheng, it's been a long time."
Zheng Yuan extended his hand to him as a gesture of friendliness, and Cheng Ran grasped it tightly.
Seeing that his face changed and he looked a little pained, Cheng Ran let go of his hand and said a perfunctory apology.
"Having been in the army for a long time, I'm a bit stronger. Comrade Zheng won't blame me, will he?"
Hmm... how can it not be considered Cha Cha's? Jiang Wanqing turned her face slightly, suppressing a laugh.
"No." Zheng Yuan forced a smile: "We can only feel at ease when we have people like Comrade Cheng protecting our country."
"Where did you say you were taking my wife?"
Zheng Yuan glanced at Jiang Wanqing, his expression not as good as before, but he still forced himself to explain the reason.
"To be honest, I didn't mean anything by it. Isn't this because the environment has been relaxed and we are encouraged to start our own businesses? I opened a small factory and need skilled technicians. Comrade Wanqing is the perfect candidate."
This surprised Jiang Wanqing. She blinked and exchanged a glance with Cheng Ran, whose purpose seemed both simple and not so simple.
Fortunately, Jiang Wanqing was certain that he had no other intentions. She gently patted Cheng Ran's hand to make him let go, and then took two steps forward.
"As Comrade Zheng can see, I have just entered university and have a lot to learn. I cannot create much value for you."
"You're being modest; your abilities are far greater than you think."
One compliment after another was slapped on Jiang Wanqing's head, giving the impression that she was being forced into something. Cheng Ran narrowed his eyes.
"So what you said before wasn't financial assistance, but a dowry? Well, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. My family isn't in financial trouble. I'll return the financial assistance in full. As for the rest, just forget about it!"
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