Ji Guizhang also raised his eyes and sized up Bai Jiaojiao for five seconds, which was rare for him.
Hou Zhilin was admitted to university through a recommendation. He could barely manage his other courses, but his foreign language skills were quite poor.
He could only listen to the others chattering away, awkwardly smiling on the side. When students from the team tried to talk to him, he could only stammer out, "Sorry, I don't really understand what you're saying."
The meal was generally pleasant for both the host and guests. In front of the professor who had studied abroad, Bai Jiaojiao did not need to act as a language interpreter, but she spontaneously became Professor Ji Guizhang's behavioral interpreter. Although Ji Guizhang was still cold and sarcastic, Bai Jiaojiao made all sorts of interesting interpretations of him.
The two professors who came along: They never knew that the vice dean had such a rich inner world.
After the welcome banquet, Bai Jiaojiao was busy sending the study team back to rest. The formal exchange would begin tomorrow, and then she would be able to relax a lot.
She was in such a hurry that she didn't hear Ji Guizhang asking the two professors behind her, "Is this a student borrowed from the Foreign Languages Department?"
From Bai Jiaojiao's conversation, he could tell that she had some basic medical knowledge; if she was from another hospital, she must have put in a lot of hard work.
"No, she's a freshman who just entered our department this year. It's really surprising; her spoken English is probably one of the best among this year's students."
"No, they are among the top students in the entire school." The teachers have all witnessed the poor quality of the student body.
"This year? Is it the batch that got in?"
Ji Guizhang, who comes from a scholarly family, has always believed that the policy of recommending students to universities based solely on their character and not their academic performance is problematic. He holds the newly admitted students in high regard since the resumption of the college entrance examination.
"Yes, this is the batch. They were recommended by the professor from the Foreign Languages Department, probably because they are relatives or something."
Ji Guizhang nodded, that made sense: "Do you know which class it is?"
"From Class Three."
Ji Guizhang didn't say anything more. He watched the study team walk away. This study team would stay with them for half a month, and Bai Jiaojiao would definitely be there during that time. It would be a good opportunity for him to see how Bai Jiaojiao performed.
If someone performs well, they should be recruited to your team as soon as possible.
After settling the study group, Bai Jiaojiao rushed off to class.
Fortunately, the first class in the afternoon was English, and Bai Jiaojiao was exempted from attendance; otherwise, the time would have been really difficult to arrange.
The hard part about this job is that she has to run between the classroom and the laboratory. During the day, when they are doing scientific research and discussions, they don't need her, but during their rest time, she and Hou Zhilin have to be available almost at any time. Bai Jiaojiao has moved back to the dormitory these past two days.
Shen Heng's face was long and he had no choice but to wait anxiously for Bai Jiaojiao to finish everything so they could have a meal and take a walk together.
Bai Jiaojiao is also a person who is strict with herself in her studies. When she goes home at night, she will borrow Shu Manling's notes and squat in the corridor with a flashlight to study the lessons she missed.
"No, Bai Jiaojiao, what are you busy with all day long?"
Chen Meizhen noticed that Bai Jiaojiao had been arriving late and leaving early every day for the past few days, and the teachers seemed to turn a blind eye to it. She couldn't help but ask.
As soon as Bai Jiaojiao returned to her dormitory, Chen Meizhen asked her this question abruptly.
"What's it to you?"
Bai Jiaojiao was aware of Chen Meizhen's hostility towards her, but she wasn't at the point where she had to be kind to everyone.
Chen Meizhen snapped, "What kind of attitude is this? Can't I, as the class monitor, even show some concern for you? You've been late for class lately, and you disappear as soon as get out of class is over. Who knows what you're up to? What if you've done something bad?"
Bai Jiaojiao glanced at her indifferently: "Thank you for your concern, I'm perfectly fine. If you think I'm doing something wrong, you can report me."
As she spoke, she took the textbook and notebook that Shu Manling handed her.
Shu Manling took extra notes in class because she wanted to show them to Bai Jiaojiao.
The lights weren't out yet, and Bai Jiaojiao was reading in the dormitory. Chen Meizhen, however, showed no sign of letting her off the hook: "Bai Jiaojiao, don't think I wouldn't dare!"
"Whatever. I need to study now, so don't talk to me."
Chen Meizhen was extremely frustrated because she didn't get the feedback she wanted. She deliberately made a lot of noise to prevent Bai Jiaojiao from studying in peace.
But what kind of conditions did Bai Jiaojiao undergo to become a teacher? She and Shen Heng studied next to a pigsty, and they were able to calm down even while listening to the pigs grunting. What does Chen Meizhen intend to do with this little bit of rough treatment?
Seeing that Bai Jiaojiao was unaffected by her, Chen Meizhen said angrily, "Just keep pretending."
Now, persuaded by Shu Manling, Xu Yue has stopped arguing with Chen Meizhen as much. Xu Yue is increasingly realizing that, apart from being good at English, Chen Meizhen is no match for those of them who got in through genuine talent in other subjects.
So what if she has a good father? She didn't inherit any of his genes! After she graduates and works as a doctor in a hospital, will she have to ask her dad for help with any illnesses she can't treat?
Chen Meizhen thought to herself that she must tell the teacher about this. Bai Jiaojiao neither lived in the dormitory nor attended classes. How could such behavior be that of a student!
The next morning, Chen Meizhen woke up early and went straight to her father's office.
"Dad! There's someone in our class who..."
Chen Meizhen stormed into the office and saw her father talking to the person she least wanted to see.
"Teacher Ji."
Chen Meizhen called out softly.
Chen Meizhen was considered a clever and lively child in front of her elders. Her father Chen Bingrui's colleagues all liked her very much. She treated this office as if it were her own living room, coming and going as she pleased, and she addressed the other teachers as uncles and elders.
Only Ji Guizhang remained serious, his expression unreadable. His eyes seemed to want to devour someone, and when Chen Meizhen sweetly called him Uncle Ji, he sternly corrected her, saying, "Call me Teacher Ji."
Chen Meizhen disliked Ji Guizhang, but she knew that her father and Ji Guizhang were in the same research group, and Ji Guizhang was her father's direct superior, so she didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of Ji Guizhang.
Ji Guizhang glanced at Chen Bingrui, who awkwardly said to Chen Meizhen, "Go aside, we're talking about serious business."
"oh......"
"I've said everything I need to say. You can talk to your daughter now. But this is a school, so bring personal matters home."
Ji Guizhang still had that expressionless face, but you could tell from his words that he was a little angry.
Chen Bingrui was extremely embarrassed, but Chen Meizhen said, "It's not a private matter, it's something that happens in our class."
"Why are you asking me about things in your class?"
Chen Bingrui whispered a reprimand.
Ji Guizhang couldn't stand this kind of crony who couldn't distinguish between public and private matters, so he coldly turned and walked away.
"Dad, you don't know what Bai Jiaojiao in our class is like, she's really too much!"
After seeing Ji Guizhang leave, Chen Meizhen started to act coquettishly towards Chen Bingrui.
Ji Guizhang vaguely heard Bai Jiaojiao's name, frowned, and turned his head: "Who?"
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