Just based on Su Xuexue's passionate confession and pursuit of him, and the fact that he kept calling him "Lao Xue" last night, it was impossible for her not to reply to his message immediately.
Either the network was too slow and the message hadn't been received yet, or he had seen it but didn't bother to come over, after all, there was a "No Trespassing" sign outside the teachers' lounge.
Wen Yuli lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked a few steps, and knocked on Professor Huang's desk.
"Uncle Huang, I have to go to class soon. Could you please pass this lunch box and milk to my student? She came so early, she probably didn't have breakfast."
Professor Huang immediately became alert and glared at him with bulging eyes: "Which student are you? What do you mean by your student? Anyone who attends my class is my student!"
"Who else could it be? Isn't it the Su Xue who made you so happy that you posted on WeChat Moments about delaying your retirement by twenty years?"
Wen Yuli had a faint smile on his lips, and his unhurried tone was quite provocative and boastful.
"I forgot to tell you, she's currently an undergraduate student under my supervision. Please be kind and don't embarrass her in class. Even a young girl can't help but be plucking her."
During the two classes yesterday, he randomly questioned his little boy seventeen times.
Wen Yuli still holds a grudge.
Professor Huang: “…”
So annoying.
It's a rare whim that I want to teach undergraduate students.
The students were already annoyed by being robbed, and the culprit attacked them three times.
When the bell rang, Wen Yuli ignored the other party's silent anger, politely thanked him again, and walked out of the lounge with the textbook and lesson plan.
Professor Huang curled his lips and frowned, secretly cursing Wen Yuli as a shameless man who would do anything to get someone back.
I cursed while watching, the preparations were quite rich.
A few minutes later, an amiable old man in his fifties came with a lunch box and patted Su Ci on the shoulder with a smile.
"Su Xue, you're here to study so early again?"
Su Ci stood up and bowed politely. "Professor Huang, my foundation is weak and I have some academic biases. I can only start early and make up for my shortcomings with hard work."
"Calling me professor is too formal. Your seniors all call me Uncle Huang."
The little old man pushed the lunch box in his hand across the table, and his wrinkled face looked even more kind with a smile.
"You came so early, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? Your health is the capital of revolution. Uncle Huang brought you breakfast to replenish your energy."
"Thank you, Professor Huang. I've eaten..."
Before Su Ci could refuse, he started kidnapping people without hesitation.
"Xiao Su, Uncle Huang really admires your talent and character. Jiangda has always been a place of public service, with students and mentors making choices in both directions. You see, following Uncle Huang..."
"Wen Yuli is famous, but he's not serious about academics. Businessmen are profit-driven and dishonest. Did he threaten you to choose him?"
"If Xiao Su's family encounters any difficulties, just tell Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang doesn't have much experience, he just owns a few small businesses..."
…
Wen Yuli had no idea that a cunning old man was using the nutritious meals he prepared to steal his girlfriend.
After teaching two classes in a row, Professor Wen was called to the principal's office. He hadn't seen the children for the whole morning and felt uncomfortable all over.
My nose is not a nose, my eyes are not eyes, I choke on my throat when I drink cold water, and I check the time on my phone every two minutes and even break the screen.
Professor Chen laughed in a rude manner.
"Look at you, you look like a wife-watching rock. How can you be a teacher with any grace and dignity?"
Wen Yuli crossed his legs and sat back on the sofa, his brows suppressing the impending storm of hostility.
"Please stop talking. I won't tolerate it."
Doesn't he want to be a teacher with high moral character, self-denial, and teaching by example?
The little girl who admired him was immature and completely unable to leave him. She didn't want to be with him and kept saying that she was afraid of the strong wind upstairs.
He had no choice but to do so.
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