After two more days of leisure, the vacation was over and Zhou wanted to return to Hua University to end her vacation. The school informed her that the public classroom for history classes had been replaced with a larger one that could accommodate nearly a thousand people.
Zhou Xiang blinked her big eyes and said, "Director, is this appropriate? A classroom that big is not something an ordinary lecturer like me can use, right?"
The department head waved his hand and said, "It's the school's arrangement. Just follow it. Roll call will still be for those five classes."
"Oh! All right!"
Zhou Xiang turned around and left. The department head was a woman in her fifties. Looking at her back as she left with a pink backpack and her ponytail swinging, a smile appeared on her face. She looked quite cute.
When Zhou thought of this, there were already quite a few people standing in the corridor of the new large classroom.
Someone saw her walking forward and wanted to tell her not to cut in line, but the pink backpack that looked like a registered trademark made the person shut up.
Zhou Xiang entered the classroom and stepped onto the podium. She caught a glimpse of several gray-haired professors in the front row of the classroom. She was so scared that she almost tripped over the steps of the podium. She panicked and held on to the desk to steady herself.
There was a good-natured chuckle in the classroom. The panic just now and the eyes that were opened even wider were like a frightened rabbit, which was cute and funny. The girls held down their hands that wanted to stroke the fur.
Zhou wanted to calm down. She was really scared. No wonder there were still people standing outside, because the seats next to these professors were empty.
The first time in my life I was frightened was by these old professors.
Zhou wanted to take off his backpack and take out his books, but when he saw that there was already chalk on the desk, he stopped taking things out.
Just put on your backpack and treat them as ordinary students.
After taking the roll call, she asked, "Which chapter is the substitute teacher at?"
The students below answered in unison: "Without a substitute teacher, we will have to listen to your lectures."
Zhou Xiang hesitated slightly. She didn't expect it to be like this. Wouldn't that mean she would miss six classes?
"Alright then! We need to speed up a bit, everyone, keep up!"
"OK."
"Then let's continue to talk about the historical conditions that led to the Xinhai Revolution..."
Zhou Xiang spoke a little faster than usual, her voice was sweet and her pronunciation was clear. She made the dull content of the text come alive, as if you were listening to a story.
Several professors nodded secretly. No wonder these students didn't want them to substitute for them! They also had some different experiences after listening to them.
An hour and a half passed, a little more than the usual course progress. Zhou Xiang believed that if she worked harder, she could catch up on those six classes.
Zhou Xiang packed her books and put on her backpack. Seeing that several professors were sitting still, she made a gesture to invite them in.
She felt it was inappropriate to leave first, and the students hadn't left yet!
The professors looked at each other and decided to leave first so as not to waste the students' time.
After they walked out, Zhou Xiang planned to follow them, but was stopped by Ping Zhengping.
"Mr. Zhou, can I treat you to a meal?"
Zhou Xiang frowned. After two months of no action, she thought she had guessed wrong! Unexpectedly, it still popped up.
"Let's not talk about whether we are friends or not. Let me ask you, why did you invite me to dinner?"
Ping Zhengping choked. After what she had said before, did he still have any excuse? He had originally wanted to take advantage of their former friendship.
Hao Wei looked at the podium with a cold face and said to Wang Haidong beside him: "Check that person's background. I want to see what qualifications he has to get close to Teacher Xiao Zhou."
"Okay." Wang Haidong continued in a low voice. He didn't dare to say more. Recently, the fifth young master has become moody.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhou Xiang turned and left the classroom. He hadn't memorized his lines yet, and now he was filming. Where was the director? It was time for him to come out and yell "Cut."
Hao Wei took Wang Haidong and followed Zhou Xiang. The distance was far and there were many people coming and going on campus, so Zhou Xiang didn't notice.
When she saw someone waiting for her at the school gate, she smiled.
Ling Ran took her backpack, put it on his back, and glanced at the two boys who were looking at him from the school gate.
Hao Wei stopped in his tracks. The man's eyes were like knives, making him feel pain in his eyes. Especially when he saw the man holding Teacher Xiao Zhou's hand, not only did his eyes hurt, but his heart also hurt.
However, every time he couldn't help but follow to check, watching Teacher Xiao Zhou smile at the man, and watching Teacher Xiao Zhou being taken away by the man's hand.
That man took great care of Teacher Xiao Zhou. He had never seen any other man who could do that and was willing to carry a pink backpack for his girlfriend. He also loved Teacher Xiao Zhou, but he asked himself if he could do that.
Ling Ran held the little girl's hand and left the school gate. Yang Ji across the street didn't even glance at him.
As Ling Ran walked, he suddenly laughed, "Think about it, every time you get out of class, there are two boys following you from a distance, you know?"
Zhou Xiang looked up at him in surprise, "I don't know! There are so many people coming and going in the school, who would pay attention to these things?"
Ling Ran's sour taste disappeared. "Yang Ji is also watching from the opposite side every day. It's disgusting. You helped her with the household registration for nothing."
She knew that Yang Ji was always across the street because his jealous expression and hateful eyes were too obvious. She just greeted him when they first met, but now she pretended not to know him. What does that mean?
"Oh! Forget about her. If your guess is true, I believe her fate will be worse than anyone else in the Yang family. This is called asking for trouble and getting killed."
The two of them started talking about other things and no longer mentioned these annoying people.
Before he knew it, another week had passed. Ping Zhengping came to class with a bruised face and nose, and no one knew who had beaten him.
Zhou Xiang pretended not to see it and went through five levels with her.
She had no classes on Thursday and planned to sleep in, but was woken up by a phone call.
"Hello?"
“Think about it…”
"Senior Jiang."
"When I think about it, I feel so bad. My father doesn't speak all day long, and he is almost like a living dead. The doctor said that if he continues like this, he will definitely be disabled. I feel guilty." Jiang Weihua's voice choked.
Zhou Xiang suddenly sat up, tried his best to calm himself down and not get angry.
"Is he still in the hospital?"
"Yes!"
"You, pick me up at Zhima Hutong. I'll go see him."
Jiang Weihua just wanted to pour out his grievances, but he didn't expect his niece to be willing to come. "Really? If you come to see him, maybe he'll feel better."
"Come pick me up in an hour." Haha, I'll go see him? I'll go see his misery and relieve my anger.
A mild stroke? Leaving him disabled? That was great, much better than his eldest daughter's previous life.
Ling Ran was making breakfast in the kitchen, thinking that the little girl would sleep in for a while, but he saw her get up and wash up.
"Why so early? Why don't you get some sleep?"
Zhou wanted to spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth. "Senior Jiang will pick me up at Zhima Hutong. I'm going to the hospital to see that person."
Ling Ran didn't believe it. Although the little girl wouldn't wish the man dead, she wouldn't visit him when he was sick either.
Sure enough, "I'll go see how miserable that person is, and laugh at him at the same time."
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