Ye Wenyu smiled, cheered herself up in her heart, and then strode off with high spirits to participate in military training.
Soon, the military training ended. On the day of saying goodbye to the instructors, several girls fell in love with them and cried their eyes out. Ye Wenyu, however, only had her Wen-gege in her heart, so she didn't notice the instructors' beauty at all. She couldn't understand the girls' overflowing feelings.
One of the roommates who wasn't crying said to the other, who was sobbing uncontrollably, "Jiajia, why are you crying?"
This Jiajia is Wenjia, whose father was diagnosed with cancer and who was the only student in the class to receive a tuition waiver. She became Ye Wenyu's roommate.
Wenjia was still sobbing, and choked out, "The instructor is leaving. He's so handsome."
The roommate who hadn't cried was busy at the computer and slowly said, "The instructor is handsome? Are you sure? The instructor is dark-skinned and less than 1.7 meters tall. Is that what you call handsome? Wenjia, do you have something wrong with your eyes? You should go to the hospital to see an ophthalmologist."
Wen Jia looked up irritably and snapped at her roommate who was looking at the computer, "Zhang Qianqian, watch your mouth. My eyes are fine, but the instructor is just so handsome."
Qianqian smiled and said to Wenyu and another roommate, "The really handsome guy is the campus heartthrob professor. Ladies, don't blame me for not reminding you, our Q University's campus heartthrob professor is offering elective courses. You can take his classes now, why aren't you going?"
Ye Wenyu had no interest in the handsome professor and continued washing her clothes by hand. Her roommates usually threw their clothes into the washing machine outside because Ye Wenyu had to cover all her living expenses. Earning money was hard, so she saved every penny she could. Her roommates always thought she was stingy for washing her clothes by hand and looked down on her. Ye Wenyu knew this, but having lived through her previous life, she had become strong-willed and didn't bother arguing with these immature girls. So she continued washing her clothes at her own leisurely pace.
She was secretly delighted. Now that she had secured a bank loan for her tuition, found two tutoring jobs, and her living expenses were covered, her financial difficulties were basically resolved. Now, she could finally go and see her Wen-gege. Last time, Wen-gege gave her his phone number, but she hadn't called him yet because she had been very busy. Sometimes Wen-gege would call or send her WeChat messages, but she hadn't replied. About five times, her roommate said that he had even come to see her, but she had been busy looking for a job and hadn't seen him yet.
She's going to call him later, go see him, explain things, and apologize.
Ye Wenyu's heart was filled with longing.
However, apart from Ye Wenyu who was still leisurely washing clothes, all the other roommates rushed to the computer to select courses, including Wenjia, who had just cried for the instructor.
Qianqian successfully got into the class taught by the school's most handsome professor. She jumped up and down, wiggling happily on the floor a few times, and said triumphantly, "The school's most handsome professor is 1.8 meters tall, and he only wears a white shirt to class. He's absolutely stunning, like a fairy! Hehehe, hehehe, when I take his class, I'm definitely going to sit in the first row, and I'm going to take notes nonstop, and keep staring at him with my big, bright eyes—"
Wenjia glared at Qianqian and said slowly, "Are your eyes big? Your eyes look like sticks, and you call them big eyes?"
Qianqian let out a strange cry and lunged forward to hit Wenjia.
After Ye Wenyu finished washing the clothes, Qianqian said to her, "Wenyu, you should choose one too, we'll go together then."
Ye Wenyu asked, "What class?"
Qianqian said, "The elective course taught by the school heartthrob professor is business law, which is related to our financial management. You should go for it too, for the sake of your studies."
Ye Wenyu's heart skipped a beat. She walked to the computer and also selected the class taught by the school's most handsome professor. Seeing her roommates' anticipation for meeting the professor, she found it amusing. She wondered just how handsome this professor was. Could he be even more handsome than her Wen-gege? That was simply impossible!
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