"I have organized these for your convenience."
The handwriting on the notebook is beautiful and neat.
"Okay." Ye Nanyi accepted it and touched the embroidery on the book. Why is it so familiar?
When the book is closed, the outer shell is wrapped with embroidery, with a lifelike peacock embroidered with dark blue and dark green gold thread.
Her fingertips lightly touched the embroidery patterns.
So familiar!
"Mr. Cao, can I take the liberty to ask you a question?"
"you say."
Ye Nanyi opened her mouth, but her throat suddenly choked, and she didn't know how to ask.
After a while, Mr. Cao covered his mouth and coughed twice again, until his face turned pale.
Ye Nanyi helped her smooth her back, and she could feel the old man's protruding spine.
She took a few more sips of water, "Wait until you think about it before asking. It's almost ten o'clock, you should go to class."
"Well, then you have a good rest."
"Okay, I have asked the principal to leave this office with you. I am not feeling well and cannot send you there in person. I will ask the principal to arrange for someone to send you there. Okay, go quickly."
Cao Hua held Ye Nanyi's hand and patted the back of her hand twice.
After Ye Nanyi left, Cao Hua took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer.
It is a painkiller in the late stages of cancer.
…
As soon as she left the teacher's building, Ye Nanyi saw Zhou Junming, who had been waiting for him for a long time.
"I'm sorry, Professor Ye. I recognized you as a student. I didn't expect you to become a professor at such a young age. You are really talented! The principal asked me to send you to class. Please come here."
Zhou Junming’s smiling face led the way.
In fact, she didn't need anyone to guide her. She was very familiar with the class of sophomore fashion design major.
She deliberately kept a distance from Zhou Junming, even if it was a short journey, Zhou Junming kept looking for topics to learn more about her.
Ye Nanyi ignored him.
The large lecture theater was full of people.
There are three classes in the fashion design major, and these classes are all taught together.
Suddenly a boy's voice rang out, "Holy shit! Director Zhou brought the top student goddess to our fashion design major!"
"The goddess of top academics? Which goddess of top academics?"
"Which one else? The one on the school forum."
"What? Really?"
There were not many boys majoring in fashion design, and even fewer who were normal. They all craned their necks to look outside.
The girls were also very curious, but they all deliberately suppressed their curiosity.
Yang Ruoxue, who was sitting in the front row, felt her heart tighten. Did she really come to their profession?
The whole class, boys and girls, was like this before anyone came, let alone come.
"Ruoxue, is that girl really our major?!" Song Jia was afraid that Yang Ruoxue didn't hear and didn't know.
"Damn! Did Director Zhou send it here personally? She looks beautiful, but even her treatment is different!"
"Okay! Stop talking! Didn't you see that Ruoxue's face turned green?"
"It's okay Ruoxue, you will always be my goddess. We are just a temporary novelty towards her. I am my true love to you." The boy said perfunctorily, his eyes almost flying out.
"Maybe that girl doesn't look good up close!" people around comforted her.
The more she heard these words, the more uncomfortable Yang Ruoxue felt.
Other classes that were in class started to get excited when they saw the girl passing by their door.
Song Jia: "What are you yelling about! Are all of them blind? Even if that girl is prettier than us Ruoxue, she is just a vase that is worthless! How can she compare with us Ruoxue!"
"Don't forget, our Ruoxue just won the first prize in the domestic fashion design competition! Can you ask that girl?"
"that is!"
Yang Ruoxue looked at Song Jia as if she was mentally retarded. Is she brainless? What are they talking about? Doesn't this clearly mean that she doesn't look as good as that girl?
Zhou Junming took the person to the door.
The lecture theater was quiet for a moment.
The boys in the back row all regretted that they didn’t sit in the front row today!
"Director Zhou is a bit too mean, isn't he? Why are you so polite to a beautiful female classmate?"
"Director Zhou is so kind to everyone, isn't he?"
Zhou Junming: "Professor Ye, please."
"!!!"
What?
The entire lecture theater was instantly audible.
The next second, it was like a drop of water falling into the oil pan.
"Professor Ye?!"
"What did Director Zhou call her? Professor?"
"She, she, she...is our new professor?"
Everyone then remembered that they had heard that they were changing professors after the semester started.
But no one thought of this girl, who looked like a college student, relying on the word "professor".
Yang Ruoxue, Song Jia and others in the front row remained motionless as if their acupuncture points were being tapped. They opened their eyes wide and looked at the young girl who entered the lecture theater.
Are you kidding? This girl looks about the same age as them. How could she be a professor?
It was as if they couldn't believe their ears.
Song Jia: "Director Zhou, tell me, what do you think she is?"
Zhou Junming stood next to the podium and waved to the students underground, "Quiet, everyone be quiet!"
The classroom was immediately silenced.
Zhou Junming had never found that his words were so effective. None of the people below said anything. Their eyes fell on Ye Nanyi, as if they were waiting to know who this person was.
Yang Ruoxue also clenched her fists, waiting for Zhou Junming's introduction.
"As we all know, Professor Cao cannot take care of you this semester due to physical reasons. Whether she will come back in the future depends on her physical condition. The person standing next to me will take over Professor Cao's position. Your new teacher. Welcome with a round of applause."
"Woohoo~"
"Oh~"
The roar of applause and shouts resounded throughout the classroom.
Yang Ruoxue's face turned darker.
She never imagined that the girl in front of her was actually a new professor in their major.
how can that be possible?
This girl doesn't look older than she is!
"Director Zhou, I have a question. She should be about the same age as us, right? Are you sure she can teach us? Will she not mislead others?"
Song Jia asked half of the people's questions.
"That's right! Let her teach you, why not let us Ruoxue teach you."
Yang Ruoxue's face softened a bit. She was still very confident in her profession.
Zhou Junming looked embarrassed, "Uh..."
He was quite surprised beforehand, but class was about to start before the principal explained it to him, and now he didn't know how to introduce it to this group of students.
"Everyone be quiet, then let's ask Professor Ye to introduce himself to everyone."
There was another round of applause from the audience.
Zhou Junming gave up his position on the podium to Ye Nanyi.
