Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 230 Nine, Memories

Xie Shengli walked out of Dean Wang's office in despair.

"Mr. Ling, Mr. Yang, and Mr. Xie are people who are small-minded and can't tolerate sand in their eyes. I hope you don't have the same knowledge as Mr. Xie." Dean Wang said.

"It's okay." Ling Shuang said.

But Yang Hao didn't express his opinion. If Xie Shengli wanted to make a fuss about him kissing Teacher Ling, Yang Hao would give him a big beating.

After Xie Shengli left, Dean Wang took out two disposable cups from the cabinet, put a few green shoots from his own tea box into the cups, and poured two cups of hot water at the water dispenser.

Putting two cups of tea on the table, Dean Wang said: "Teacher Ling, student Yang, please use tea!"

Ling Shuang was a little flattered, which one is the dean going to play?

Could it be that the dean treats people so well?

The dean is so kind?

It's been a while since Ling Shuang came to work. In fact, Dean Wang is very lonely in his heart, with the aloofness of a traditional literati.

However, Ling Shuang is a doctoral student at Kyoto University after all. She is a person who has seen the world. She will not be restrained just because the person who pours tea for her is the dean. He broke the tea generously, took a sip, and said, "Dean, this is good tea, and it cost you a lot."

"Ms. Ling also has research on tea culture?" Dean Wang asked. Ling Shuang was at Kyoto University, and his main focus was on classical literature. Tea culture also belongs to the ancient culture of Huaxia Kingdom. Dean Wang's question makes sense.

"I have read a few books, but I can't talk about research. In front of the dean, I dare not say the word research. The dean's academic research spirit has always been a role model for young people like us to learn from!" Ling Shuang sent Said from the heart.

Dean Wang is indeed very good. It was not easy for the educated youth who went to the mountains and the countryside to be able to enter the university in the first year of the resumption of the college entrance examination. From a grassroots to today, step by step.

Dean Wang's attainments in Chinese classical literature and ancient literature are not inferior to those well-known professors in Kyoto University, even if compared with Kyoto University.

"Mr. Ling, you're welcome. I've read your thesis. You have studied Lu Yu's "Tea Classic" very thoroughly." Dean Wang said.

"Principal, thank you!" Ling Shuang blushed slightly.

The dean has even read the papers she published in the university. The dean is not simple!

"This tea is really bad!" When Dean Wang and Ling Shuang were discussing tea culture, Yang Hao couldn't help expressing emotion.

"What? Yang Hao, you said the dean's tea is bad, do you know what tea is?" Ling Shuang looked at Yang Hao in disbelief.

Not to mention that the dean personally made tea for one of your students, you should express your gratitude in terms of etiquette, just say that the dean’s tea is really good tea, Ling Shuang has studied the tea ceremony, Yang Hao actually disliked the dean The sprouts are not good to drink.

Yang Hao thought in his heart: "Of course I understand what interfering is!"

The dean smiled and said, "Teacher Ling, don't tell me, let's ask Yang to comment on my tea collection!"

Yang Hao said: "The taste of this tea is not very pure. Of course, ordinary people can't drink it. Without comparison, you will think it is a good tea. If you have drunk tea from Qingfeng Mountain, you will not think this tea is a good tea. !"

Qingfeng Mountain, Yang Hao actually mentioned the address Qingfeng Mountain on his background information.

How many secrets are hidden on this Qingfeng mountain?

When Dean Wang heard about Qingfeng Mountain, he became interested and asked, "Student Yang, are you from Qingfeng Mountain?"

"Yes, old dean!" Yang Hao said.

"No wonder, no wonder." The dean said to himself, Ling Shuang and Yang Hao didn't understand the dean's words either.

The dean recalled an adventure he had encountered more than [-] years ago, which should be Qingfeng Mountain.

"Student Yang, there is an old fairy on Qingfeng Mountain, isn't there?" Dean Wang asked.

"There is no old god, but there is one bad old man." Yang Hao said.

"By the way, it's him, it must be him..." The dean started talking to himself again.

"Old Dean, do you know the old man?" Yang Hao asked.

The old man arranged for him to go down the mountain to study, could it be because of the relationship between the dean and the old man?

"I don't know him, but I've seen him before, so it must be him..." the dean said excitedly.

"What a mess, I don't know him and I have seen him again, contradicting myself!" Yang Hao was very puzzled.

Ling Shuang also didn't understand why the dean became a bit incoherent.

"Student Yang, to be honest, Teacher Xie filed a complaint just now, and I deliberately shielded you. Originally, Teacher Xie was small-minded, and I didn't like it." Speaking of this, the dean paused, and continued: "You come here. Going to Xining University was arranged by the old man you mentioned. It would be great if I knew him. He greeted a big man in Xining City, and Xining University recruited you. I happen to have a little relationship with that big man. Personally, I brought you to my liberal arts academy."

Yang Hao didn't bother to pay attention to who the important person in Dean Wang's mouth was, he said: "Hey, what a pity, you got me into the Faculty of Arts!"

Dean Wang was taken aback, what did Yang Hao say? It didn't mean that he had to say something grateful, and he didn't need to say that in front of me, it was slapping me in the face.

Ling Shuang was very speechless, and Yang Hao was too speechless.

Dean Wang asked: "Student Yang, do you mean the Faculty of Arts is not good, or do you like to study other majors? What major do you like?"

"It would be great if you sent me to the School of Journalism and Media from the very beginning." Yang Hao said.

"School of Journalism and Media? Haha, this college used to belong to the School of Liberal Arts, and it was diverted out in the past three years. Do you like to study journalism?" Dean Wang asked. With Yang Hao's personality, he wanted to study journalism. You can only take the tricky route.

"I don't like studying journalism either. There are many beauties in the School of Journalism and Media, more than those in the School of Liberal Arts. I'm a beautiful woman!" Yang Hao said lightly.

"Haha, you're so straightforward, I like it! Do you still want to go to the School of Journalism and Communication? I'll call the dean, and they will recruit you. We will follow the procedures for transferring schools and majors. That's it." Dean Wang said.

"You don't have to worry about it. If you come here, you will be safe, and you can still gain something if you come to the College of Arts. At least I met Teacher Ling Shuang." Yang Hao said,

Dean Wang smiled and said: "Well, it's good if you can think so. I hope you cherish your teacher-student relationship. Besides, there are still many beauties in our liberal arts college. Student Yang, you must have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty. !"

Ling Shuang wanted to find a hole to get in, but she buried her head low, don't you tell me I can't do it?