I really just want to be a scholar

Ning Qingjun was stunned for a moment, then blinked and looked around, only to find that it was not her illusion, this was indeed a high school teacher's office!

Moreover, the head teacher in front of him and the teachers around him all looked the same age and like he did when he was in high school.

  How did I suddenly come here?

Is this a return to the past?

  Ning Qingjun was somewhat doubtful. You know, the "sleeping technology" is already very mature, and this technology was developed by her and Qin Ke together with their team. It can be said that no one knows this technology better than Qin Ke. But according to her understanding, the "sleeping technology" is to directly link the consciousness to the defined "virtual city space", and it is almost impossible for such an accident of traveling through time and space to occur!

"Qingjun?" Wei Wenping asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Ning Qingjun is no longer a teenage girl after all. Although she has always been well protected by Qin Ke and rarely exposed to the dark side of society, her long-term interactions with top mathematicians and scientists and her participation in dozens of major research projects that have affected the country and even the world have given her experience. At least she can calm down quickly when encountering emergencies.

Besides, no matter what, she knew that Qin Ke was by her side when she was "sleeping", and no matter what unexpected happened, Qin Ke would always find a way to help her.

  She has confidence in her husband, her lover, that surpasses everyone else!

So Ning Qingjun quickly calmed down and replied, "Nothing, Teacher Wei, what did you say just now?"

Although Wei Wenping was a little surprised, she didn't dwell on it too much when she saw Ning Qingjun's expression suddenly change from nervousness and panic to her usual calmness and indifference. She smiled and said, "It's rare to see you distracted. It's about what I talked about yesterday. There is a student in the class who used to have very good grades, but his grades have dropped sharply recently. The teacher thinks that this student can still be saved, so he wants to arrange for you to be your deskmate for at most one month. You help urge this student not to sleep in class and study hard. Qingjun, you are the study committee member..."

Ning Qingjun's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't this what our homeroom teacher, Mr. Wei, had said when he arranged for her to sit at the same table with Qin Ke about two months into her second year of high school?

I don't remember the details, but that's probably what it was about.

  Her eyes quietly fell on the calendar on Teacher Wei's desk. The date on it showed that today was indeed October 10st of her sophomore year in high school!

It seems like I have really returned to the past!

Ning Qingjun couldn't understand why such a time-travel thing happened, but she had also done in-depth research on time-space theory and multi-dimensional space, and knew that any change could easily trigger a "multidimensional point" and enter a parallel time and space. She absolutely did not want to change the history of being a deskmate with Qin Ke. This was the opportunity for her and Qin Ke to know each other, fall in love!

So Ning Qingjun tried hard to recall her attitude at that time, and nodded "somewhat reluctantly": "Well, I will fulfill my duties as a study committee member and supervise my deskmate's studies."

Wei Wenping said comfortedly: "Okay, this time it was the teacher who made things difficult for you. Don't worry, this is just the first time and it won't happen again. Go back to the classroom first. It will be evening self-study soon. I will arrange to adjust your seat then."

Ning Qingjun responded, bowed slightly, and left the office, first going to the bathroom - there was a mirror there.

I saw myself in the mirror wearing the school uniform of Yingyuan Private High School, and my appearance still had a youthful and immature look.

  It really is myself when I was sixteen or seventeen years old!

Although she had been practicing "Oriental Secret Book" with Qin Ke for a long time and was over 30 years old and a mother of two children, she still maintained the youthful charm of eighteen or nineteen years old, but her temperament and demeanor were different from that when she was sixteen or seventeen years old. Especially at this moment, when she was walking and climbing stairs, she could feel that her body still revealed the fragility and timidity before practicing "Oriental Secret Book" - well, the physique of a weak girl whose sports performance was still struggling to meet the passing line.

Ning Qingjun washed her face with cold water again. The real feeling of coolness made her even more confused about where she was.

  Is it a special "copy" of the "virtual city space", or has my consciousness really traveled through time and space and returned to my high school years?

Ning Qingjun walked slowly back to her classroom based on her relatively familiar impression, and secretly made up her mind: no matter whether she really crossed the barrier of time and space and returned to the past or not, she would treat this accident with the utmost caution. She would wait patiently for Qin Ke in the real world to think of a way to "save" her consciousness and bring her back to the real world, and at the same time, she would try her best to follow the original history and not create any "multidimensional points" that would affect her beautiful future with Qin Ke.

Thinking this way, when Ning Qingjun returned to the classroom, she couldn't help but quietly search around, trying to find the familiar figure that had been engraved in her heart for more than ten years. She even felt a little excited in her heart, thinking that it would be fun to see Qin Ke, who was still ignorant in the second year of high school, and secretly "crush" him in mathematics once again.

Unfortunately, I saw many old classmates at this time, but I didn’t see Qin Ke and his close friends Li Xiong and others.

Ning Qingjun's heart tightened, and then she thought of her former deskmate Qin Ke, who was still the "problem student" who slept in class and rushed to participate in sports after class. He must have gone to play basketball at this time and would not come back until the bell rang for evening self-study.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved and returned to her seat. Her current deskmate was still her good friend Li Lin from the same dormitory. Ning Qingjun smiled at her and said hello: "Xiao Lin, good evening."

Li Lin, however, seemed to have seen something incredible, her eyes widened in surprise: "Qingjun...you just laughed? And you called me 'Xiao Lin'?"

Ning Qingjun then remembered that before she sat at the same table with Qin Ke, she was also a somewhat aloof and cold "problem student" who had few good friends and was only concerned with studying. Even with the girls in the same dormitory, she kept a distant attitude and rarely smiled at them, let alone called them by intimate nicknames.

Ning Qingjun quickly put away her smile, returned to her cold look, nodded slightly, then lowered her head and opened the book - she didn't dare to change too much, in case it caused a butterfly effect, it would be troublesome.

In her eyes, the high school textbook in her hand was even simpler than the elementary school textbook. Ning Qingjun flipped through it slowly and finally waited until the bell for evening self-study rang.

She quietly turned around and quickly looked around the classroom, and saw that Li Xiong, Ge Zhixing, Wu Zhu, and Wang Lixin had all returned, but Qin Ke was missing.

  Ning Qingjun felt a little uneasy. What happened? Did Qin Ke ask for leave? Ning Qingjun thought about it carefully, but she was so focused on studying that she didn't pay much attention to Qin Ke. She just treated him as a passerby, so how could she remember when Qin Ke returned to the classroom?

But she remembered very clearly that when the first evening self-study session started, Teacher Wei announced the seat adjustment decision for several students, including Qin Ke moving in to sit next to her. Logically, Qin Ke should have been there during the first evening self-study session.

Just as I was wondering, the head teacher Wei Wenping came to the classroom, looked around and said, "Students, it's been a while since the start of the school year, and I plan to adjust the seats. Xiang Qi, you and Xu Weihong switch seats. Ye Wenshi, you and Fan Qingqing switch seats. Shang Minyi, you and Li Lin switch seats..."

Ning Qingjun was listening carefully, and her heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

  Shang Minyi? Who is this? How come I have no impression of her?

And this person sounded like a girl, and she even exchanged seats with Li Lin, my deskmate? Doesn't that mean... she became my new deskmate?

What about Qin Ke! ?

Ning Qingjun's heart was immediately in turmoil. She managed to calm herself down and listened to Teacher Wei's seat arrangement, but Qin Ke was not on the list of seats to be adjusted!

Wei Wenping said in a clear voice: "Okay, the above are the students who need to adjust their seats. Students whose names are called, please prepare to change seats now. Boys, please help call the girls. Please be gentle so as not to disturb the classes downstairs and next door who are having evening self-study."

Ning Qingjun no longer cared about whether or not her influence would affect the course of history. She stood up abruptly and looked around, only to find that every seat in the classroom was full of people. She knew almost all of the students, except for a tall and thin girl.

There is no Qin Ke in it!

  Qin Ke is not in this class!!!

Ning Qingjun's brain buzzed and his face turned pale.

She suddenly stood up, startling the students in the class. However, this was when the teacher asked several students to adjust their seats, and everyone thought that the student council wanted to help. They were just a little surprised and didn't care too much.

Ning Qingjun's face changed drastically, and she suddenly asked loudly, "Where is Qin Ke? Where is Qin Ke?"

This time everyone was stunned.

Ning Qingjun left her seat, rushed to Wei Wenping, and asked anxiously, "Teacher Wei, did Qin Ke ask for leave?"

It was the first time that Wei Wenping saw Ning Qingjun so anxious, which was in stark contrast to her usual calmness. She asked curiously, "Qin Ke? There is no such student in our class."

Seeing that Teacher Wei didn't look like he was joking at all, Ning Qingjun's heart suddenly sank, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.

She turned around and glared at Li Xiong without dying: "Li Xiong, where is Qin Ke?"

It was the first time that Li Xiong saw Ning Qingjun talking to him. He was glared at by the girl's beautiful eyes that were cold, bright and inexplicably intimidating. He subconsciously stood up quickly and said hesitantly, "Who is Qin Ke? I... I don't know him..."

Ning Qingjun stared at him and saw that he didn't seem to be pretending, and there was no sign that he was joking with her.

The girl's face turned even paler. She looked at the other students and asked in a trembling voice, "Does anyone... know Qin Ke? He's about 1.8 meters tall, with messy hair. He always sleeps in class and hands in blank papers on exams. He's pretty good at playing basketball... That Qin Ke..."

The students looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I've never heard of this name."

“Is there anyone like this in our class?”

“I really didn’t notice it.”

"What happened to the student council today?"

"That's right. I studied too hard. Do I have amnesia?"

Ning Qingjun looked at this scene and felt cold all over, as if she was falling into ice.

Where did Qin Ke go? I clearly didn't do anything to change history, so why did Qin Ke disappear? (End of this chapter)