Liu Weimin walked out of the school cafeteria carrying a simple lunch.
He planned to go back to the office to prepare lessons during his lunch break.
There is a large class in the afternoon, and we will talk about the influence of this novel on the development of Chinese novels.
He is nearly sixty years old and has been in this school for more than thirty years.
He likes every tree and blade of grass here, and he likes the three-foot podium.
Even he himself has become a part of this school. Walking on the road, the picture is so harmonious and beautiful.
Along the way, many students and teachers nodded to him.
Students and teachers in the Chinese Department all know that Professor Liu is an excellent person.
Everyone's impression of him is that he is old-fashioned, serious, and enjoys being a teacher.
As long as you have academic questions to ask him, even if you are not his student, he will be happy to answer your questions.
In him, you can see the character of traditional Chinese intellectuals.
He returned to the office and put the lunch box away. It contained the leftover lunch he had eaten today, which he could heat up and eat again in the evening.
He put on his glasses, picked up the lesson plan, and thought about where to start for this afternoon's class.
Just like countless lunch breaks, the sunlight shone through the window, onto the lesson plan and his face, like an invisible chisel, carving traces of time on the old man's face.
Three gentle knocks on the door brought Liu Weimin back to his senses.
He shouted "Come in", and a girl in her early twenties walked in holding a document.
The man adjusted his large black-framed glasses and smiled at Liu Weimin.
"Professor Liu, this is what you wanted. Where should I put it for you?"
Liu Weimin raised his glasses, and after seeing who was coming, he smiled kindly and said:
"It's Xiao Sun, just put it on my right hand side."
Xiao Sun walked over and placed the documents in his hand on the table according to the instructions.
Just as she put the documents in order and turned to leave, her eyes caught sight of a photo frame on the table, and she let out a light exclamation and froze in shock.
Inside the photo frame was a photo of three people, with Professor Liu standing on the left and a woman of the same age as him on the right.
These were not the reasons why Xiao Sun stopped. The reason she stopped was because of the girl standing in the middle of the photo.
The first time she saw the girl, she felt that she looked very familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere, and probably recently.
After she took a closer look, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, looking at the photo in shock, and then quickly looked at Liu Weimin.
Liu Weimin also felt Xiao Sun's strange look, and he asked with some doubt:
"Anything else?"
Xiao Sun couldn't contain his curiosity and pointed at the photo and said:
"Teacher Liu, what is this photo?"
"Oh, this is our family photo."
As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Sun's pupils shook violently!
She looked at the photo, then at Liu Weimin, and a hint of fanaticism flashed in her eyes.
"Professor Liu, if you have any chores in the future, just tell me to do them."
"Oh, by the way, my dad came to see me this morning and brought me some tea. I don't drink it, so I'll give it to you later."
Liu Weimin looked up at the girl in front of him with doubt and said:
"Xiao Sun, I remember you didn't seem to have any intention of applying for admission to graduate school. What are you doing? I told you clearly in advance that even if you wanted to be admitted, you shouldn't try this, understand?"
"Oh, of course I understand. I really don't have that idea. I just think that by interacting with you more, I can learn a lot of knowledge that I can't learn from textbooks."
"Professor, if I have any academic questions in the future and you happen to be out of the office, would it be convenient for me to visit you at your home?"
"That's no problem. I don't have much to do on weekdays anyway." Liu Weimin agreed readily. At the same time, he felt relieved that children nowadays are so studious.
After receiving a positive answer, Xiao Sun jumped out of the door happily.
After she went downstairs, she immediately took out her cell phone and called her roommate:
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Xiaoya, guess what secret I discovered! Liu Tao is actually Professor Liu's biological daughter!"
"That's the female singer Liu Tao who's been all the rage lately! The one who sang 'Poisonous Perfume' and 'Wild Lily'!"
"Yes, yes, it's Professor Liu Weimin from our department. He even agreed to let me visit his home!"
Liu Weimin didn't know what was going on. Looking at his little grandson jumping out of the door, he couldn't help but sigh that young people are so energetic.
Just as I was about to lower my head to continue preparing lessons, the office door opened again.
This time, a teacher came in, holding a thermos cup in his hand. When he saw Liu Weimin, his eyes lit up and he said:
"Old Liu, you're really good! You're hiding it so well and your mouth is so tight!"
Liu Weimin looked at his colleague and old friend in confusion and said:
"Old Zhao, what nonsense are you talking about here?"
"Pretend! Are you still pretending with me? Your daughter has become a big star, and everyone in the country knows about it now. Why are you still pretending with me?"
Teacher Zhao's words were like a thunderclap, exploding directly in Liu Weimin's mind.
"My daughter? A big star? How did this come about?"
Seeing the stunned expression on Liu Weimin's face, Teacher Zhao was also a little surprised and said:
"Why, are you still so deadlocked? I'm going to say something to you. How big of a grudge can there be between a father and a daughter? What's wrong with you, old man?"
Liu Weimin frowned at this and said:
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