Chapter 89: A Teacher's Teacher?
Chapter 89: Chapter 89: A Teacher’s Teacher?
Editor: Inschain
Lu Ting said with a smile, “It’s pretty good. Everyone really likes Sis. Except for a few students who have issues with her, but I’ve already scolded them. They promised me they will get along well with Sis from now on.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Jingzhi felt relieved, “You’ve worked hard.”
Lu Ting’s eyes and brows curved into a smile, showing a clever and sensible manner.
The doubts in Lu Jingzhi’s heart dissipated.
He was being too sensitive.
Watching Lu Jingzhi leave and closing the door behind him, Qiao Yun sat on the bed and spaced out for a while before taking out her phone and sending a message.
[Check, Lu Zhanxing, what do you need?]
[Alright, by the way, why do you want to check him out?]
Qiao Yun tapped lightly with her fingertips and replied, [He gave me a gift, I’m giving him a gift, Grandpa said, “This is called ‘courtesy demands reciprocity’.”]
Pei Yao replied with an OK emoji.
He was now used to Professor Qiao’s sudden generosity.
The gifts they give and the gift you’re sending, can their values be the same?
Lu Zhanxing had no idea that a huge surprise was about to fall on his head; he was still rolling around in the mud on the filming set.
*
It was already late at night, yet the Yu Mansion was still brightly lit. Yu Jin sat on the sofa, opening the research group chat on his phone.
“Do you think I could still be accepted as a student at Shengyang?”
“Have you lost your mind?”
“A student of Professor Qiao actually wants to become someone else’s student, traitor!”
Yu Jin replied despondently.
“Professor Qiao has returned to Shangjing, hasn’t she? I found out today that she went to Shengyang as a student, probably on an inspection.”
A good while after the message was sent, there were no replies, which made Yu Jin frown.
Is the internet slow or what?
Just as he thought of putting down his phone, messages in the research group chat sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain.
“Sorry for the late reply, just went to look at Shengyang’s school uniform. I’m planning to enroll at Shengyang tomorrow.”
“Same here, already called to inquire, I pretended to be a repeating student, but they refused because I’m too old, morons, I’m only 35!”
“Heh, I’ve already submitted an application to Shengyang, planning to become the school doctor.”
“Calm down, guys, Professor Qiao definitely doesn’t want to be disturbed by us.”
“…??” Yu Jin silently asked, “Why doesn’t anyone want to be a teacher?”
“A teacher’s teacher? Do you want to insult our intelligence, or our dignity??”
Yu Jin: “…”
This group of crazy old bats, I think it’s your intelligence Shengyang students have to worry about.
“Cousin!”
Yu Jin was in the research group, bragging about Professor Qiao’s glorious deeds, and the ignored Jiang Huai couldn’t take it anymore.
“I was wrong, I really was. Please spare me, can I stop copying?”
His surroundings were littered with countless sheets of homework, all filled with dense, neatly written characters.
Anything not neat had been torn up by Yu Jin, who made him rewrite it.
He’s a devil!
Yu Jin put down his phone and looked at Jiang Huai, uncompromising, “Keep copying.”
How could a task from Professor Qiao be left uncompleted?
Jiang Huai’s face turned pale with despair, “I really know I was wrong, I won’t dare do it again! I swear, I’ll change, just don’t make me copy anymore!”
His fingers had grown stiff, aching as if they didn’t belong to him, and continuing to write could render them useless.
“I have to go to school tomorrow, you can’t keep me from attending school!”
Yu Jin was indifferent, “I’ve already asked for three days off for you, just focus on copying, copy well.”
Jiang Huai’s head spun with dizziness; he felt nauseous at the sight of a math textbook, his fingers refusing to lift.
He couldn’t understand why Yu Jin was so obedient to Qiao Yun’s arrangements, unconcerned about his wellbeing?
He profoundly regretted his actions; had he known this would happen, he would have never provoked Qiao Yun!
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