Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 4 The Man on the Podium

After the blind date, Jian Anran didn't think that she would have a chance to meet her again. Before going out, she seemed to vaguely hear her parents mention that she was a high-achieving overseas returnee.

He came from a different world from an ordinary college student like himself, and probably won't have any intersections.

I didn't expect to see the hotel again when we met again.

Unlike last time, this time they met each other completely and sincerely.

She was stripped from her memories and hadn't escaped from the hotel yet. Looking in the mirror, she pulled up her collar in an attempt to cover the dotted hickey marks on her chest.

Walking out of the bathroom, Wen Siheng immediately stood up and grabbed the phone and keys that were on the table.

"Back to school? I'll see you off."

"How do you know I'm a student?"

She took two steps back, and she couldn't remember clearly what happened after she was drunk last night, but she remembered that during the blind date, her family deliberately concealed from the other party that she was still in school, fearing that the other party might worry that she might not enter the school as soon as possible. marriage.

"Your campus card." He pointed to Jane Anran's cell phone.

The school has to scan the access control every day. When Jian Anran first entered school, she often forgot to bring her card, so she put her student card in the phone case. Last night, her phone was always turned upside down by the bedside.

"Thank you, no need, I'll go back by myself." Jian Anran turned around and wanted to leave.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?"

"There are arrangements later."

"Me too, just on the way."

Seeing the scarlet dots on the white bed sheet, the lingering Youyun rain last night seemed to be right in front of her eyes, Jian Anran's chest was so congested that she couldn't breathe, she just wanted to escape from the scene of the crime immediately.

The moment she turned around and closed the door, her heart was still pounding, her chest heaved violently, and her heart was about to jump out.

— Didi, Jane Anran raised her left hand.

A page that has never been seen before pops up on the watch:

[You appear to be inactive, but your heart rate has been above 8 bpm for 02 minutes from 10:120. 】

Sitting on the subway, Jane Anran had a splitting headache, sore waist and limbs, and leaned her head against the wall behind her.

After calming down, I thought, is it really safe to do this last night?When there is no class, do you want to register and check carefully?What kind of subject does this have to be?

How can I explain to Ning Beibei that I don't come home at night?

She thought that she would be able to completely separate from this little accident as soon as she was busy in class.

It was the first day of the new semester. It was only five or six subway stops away from the hotel back to school, and I just barely caught up with the first class.

"bell--"

When the class bell rang, Jian Anran was still at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, and she was late for the first quarter of the new semester at eight.

brush--

Open the door of the classroom and look inside, the classroom is full of seats.She pretended to be calm and walked in with her head down. Ning Beibei, who was occupying her seat, saw her coming and was waving.

"Why is it the first row?" Jian Anran murmured in her heart, how could someone sit in the first row even if she was late.

"Hey, do you know?" Before she put down her schoolbag, roommate Ning Beibei turned her head to the side and whispered gossip.

"I heard that the original teacher of this course went abroad as a visiting scholar, and this one is a new teacher this semester."

"What's so strange about the new teacher." Jian Anran didn't take it seriously, and slowly spread out the notes on the desktop.

"Isn't that unusual?" Ning Beibei said in shock, "I heard that this teacher is only 28."

They have to study for five years for the undergraduate degree in architecture alone. Normally, they graduate from high school at the age of 18, and they are already 23 years old after completing the undergraduate degree.

Not to mention that university positions are so busy nowadays, which new teacher doesn't have a doctorate degree or above plus the stacking buff of scientific research experience?

"How did someone so young come to teach at the university? He's not a relative." Jian Anran asked curiously.

"That's why this is the strange thing! Why do you always think of people so darkly?" Ning Beibei's gossip made her smile, and Jian Anran often said to her, if there is no way out in architecture, think about it Neither is stage play.

"I heard that this teacher is a returnee doctor who was dug back by the vice president when he was studying in the UK. He completed his undergraduate degree at the age of 22 and his master's degree at the age of 23. He completed his doctorate in three years." Ning Beibei counted with her fingers.

A 28-year-old returnee doctor, what kind of young and promising big cow is this?

Looking up at the podium in the direction of Ning Beibei's finger, it seemed that a big pendulum clock fell on top of Jian Anran's head, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak with a "bang".

"Why, are you so handsome?" Ning Beibei said proudly.

It was still the same white shirt and suit pants that I saw this morning, with a few creases faintly visible on the waist, a sharp jaw line, a high nose bridge, and an impeccably perfect face, with a serious and indifferent look.

Isn't that-

The man she slept with last night?

When Wen Siheng on the podium glanced at them, the crimson color on Jian Anran's cheeks spread to her ears uncontrollably.

Her heart, which had been trying to calm down for a long time, seemed to be thrown a very small stone, which stirred up a thousand layers of raging waves for a while, and turned upside down the small sailboat that maintained her sense of reason.

Ning Beibei took Jian Anran's hand excitedly. "Did you see it! Did you see it! The new teacher is really handsome!"

Of course she knew that he was handsome, and it could even be said that everyone present did not know how handsome he was.

She woke up in this arms this morning. She peeped at the man beside him breathing evenly for a while, and she couldn't see any blemishes on his face up close. His facial features were so three-dimensional that it was reasonable to suspect that his ancestors had something European ancestry.

She tried her best to clear her mind, and now her whole body is suddenly sober. Is the object of her all-night sensuality the new tutor of this semester's professional course?
What kind of social death scene is this?
Jian Anran buried her head and stared at the blank notes on the table, for fear of meeting the gaze of the man on the podium, she really didn't think about how to face him.

But the only thing that is certain is that for her and him, it is definitely not a good thing for the third person to know about this incident.

It is not a glorious thing that teachers and students have slept together.

A bold idea popped up in Jian Anran's mind for a moment, why not stop studying?
Meeting him on a blind date made Jian Anran feel complicated for a time——

The other party is really his ideal type.

Whether it's his outstanding appearance and height, or his decent conversation, he is different from most of her peers.

If she hadn't met her on a blind date, she would have been crazy and launched an offensive at ordinary times, and finally talked about a vigorous love affair.

But the situation when they met was very different, at least the other party came to meet on the premise of seeking a stable and long-term relationship.

Driven by her conscience, she really couldn't do anything to such a person.

The romantic relationship in the hotel that day was purely accidental, at first Jian Anran really didn't recognize him as the other party.

Ning Beibei saw that Jian Anran on the side didn't look at the handsome guy she loved the most, and stared at the note uncharacteristically, and pulled out the blank note.

"What are you pretending to be? Who doesn't know that you were ranked last last semester." Ning Beibei's voice was so loud that it almost overwhelmed Wen Siheng's lecture on the podium, and the surrounding students frowned and stared at her.

Only then did Ning Beibei come to her senses, and nodded embarrassedly at the students around her, "I'm sorry."

"Bell—" the get out of class bell rang.

"Okay, let's take a break." Wen Siheng on the podium put down the materials in his hands, lightly brushed the chalk dust off his cuffs, and walked straight down the stage.

　Many friends have mentioned the age and education of the male protagonist. To a certain extent, the male protagonist hopes that he is a person with relatively high professional achievements and does not have the buff of super high IQ.

　　As far as I know, architecture is a discipline with a high undergraduate employment rate (before the employment winter of the past two years), and a bachelor’s degree is actually quite enough. It seems that there was not a lot of education in the past (only refers to the discipline of architecture).

　　At present, I don’t seem to have heard of a combined master’s and doctoral program. At present, only a few colleges and universities in China have opened a combined master’s and doctoral program, but it takes at least 6 years, and it takes at least 5 years for 6 years for undergraduate and 11 years for master’s degree time.

　　Assuming that the college entrance examination is at the age of 18, it will be 29 years old at the earliest when you study all the way to the Ph. D. and graduate successfully.

　　The situation of the male protagonist is that he has been in a research institute for three years and is a master’s supervisor. For most architecture students, the buff of a three-year undergraduate degree in the UK, a one-year master’s degree and a three-year Ph.D. It has been opened and hung up a little.

　　The news may be lagging and closed. If you have more information, please leave a message in the comment area. I will definitely add and correct it in time! !

　　
　
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