One cannot deny it, this man is exceptional. Yu Ting is close enough to detect the faint fragrance of sun-baked clothing and the chilly odour that naturally emanates from him.
It’s a pleasing scent of a mature man, one which sends Yu Ting’s senses reeling.
Whoever has the good fortune to share their life with him will relish in each other’s company.
After catching a glance of Yu Ting, Lu Nanchen picked up his pen to sign his name, his finger joints flexing. Conventionally, on his ring finger was the wedding ring from his marriage.
In the original novel, the original heroine told him not to wear his ring at school, but Yu Ting never said anything of the sort. It wasn’t something to be embarrassed about, there was no reason to hide it.
Marrying young was not a crime.
Lu Nanchen.
His handwriting, unlike how reserved he was as a person, was bold and flamboyant. Each stroke, each hook was sharp and aggressive.
After he finished signing, Yu Ting took her notebook and pen and moved on, making way for the waiting class representative of the second group.
Below, the discussion continued. The few female students from the three computer science classes begin to bubble over with excitement. They discreetly took photos of Lu Nanchen’s blushing face.
Upon returning to her seat, Yu Ting heard snippets of surrounding conversations.
The online school forums were buzzing even more intensely. When someone sent a picture of Lu Nanchen, they erupted. Many expressed their intentions to take his class.
"Damn, this math teacher’s new here, right? So handsome."
"He’s so young and already a university teacher. At least a top school graduate, right? I admire him."
...
The start of a lesson signalled, and Lu Nanchen tapped a book on the lectern to maintain order.
"I’m your new mathematics teacher, my name is Lu Nanchen." After briefly introducing himself, Lu Nanchen picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard. Just his name.
"Teacher, what is your QQ account?" asked a bold girl, her face filled with enthusiasm. It was the same girl from before who was whispering and fussing with Lin Yan.
He Feiyan.
After writing the three characters of his name, Lu Nanchen turned around and lightly tossed the chalk back into the box, "I do not use QQ."
"What about WeChat?!"
"Teacher, I want to ask you some questions after class if I don’t understand something." He Feiyan continued, her hand raised high, wearing a revealing shoulder-less top, her face covered in heavy makeup.
Some might call her mature, but to be frank, she looked older, not like a sophomore student.
Lu Nanchen remained impassive, his eyes barely flickering as he opened his textbook and said calmly, "If you have any questions, first talk to the class representative. Then he will compile them and tell me. I’ll set aside time to explain."
"Teacher, isn’t that a bit troublesome? Wouldn’t it be easier if you just"
"Okay, let’s start with the first unit of the content. Don’t do anything unnecessary that disrupts the class." Lu Nanchen brought out a small black square gadget and began to remotely control the PPT on the screen.
"This course is built upon the fundamental knowledge you have of calculus. Probability theory is a math used to model experimental phenomena that generate different results even in the same environment. The earliest traces of it can be found in the 16th-century works of the Italian scholar Girolamo Cardano."
Although it was the first lesson of the semester, not many were actually paying attention, still captivated by the handsome new math teacher.
Only Yu Ting and Ning Xuan were dutifully taking notes.
"Hey, do you guys see that ring on the teacher’s hand? Is that a wedding ring?"
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