What to do after a one-night stand and finding out the other person is a professor at your own university?
The phrase "utterly disheartened" was personified by Xin Zhiyao at this moment.
Excited Song Yujia looked down and saw Xin Zhiyao lying there with no will to live.
"Yaoyao, what's wrong? You look like you've eaten shit."
If she had a choice, Xin Zhiyao would rather eat shit.
"Jia Jia," Xin Zhiyao said, on the verge of tears, "I'm finished, I'm toast."
"What's wrong?" Song Yujia asked, not understanding.
At this moment, a clear and gentle voice came from the stage: "Quiet."
This voice overlapped with the voice from that night, and Xin Zhiyao, who had been clinging to a sliver of hope, felt her world completely collapse.
It really was him. Although his voice had been a bit hoarse that night, Xin Zhiyao was sure she wouldn't mistake it.
Because of his single word of "quiet," the entire classroom fell silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The man's pleasant voice, amplified by the microphone, spread to every corner of the classroom.
"To introduce myself, my name is Zhou Ji, and starting today, I will be teaching you Anatomy."
"Wow."
"Wow."
As soon as he said this, screams erupted one after another.
No!!!
At this moment, Xin Zhiyao clearly understood what it meant for human joys and sorrows to be different.
Song Yujia's scream was even more excited, almost deafening Xin Zhiyao's ears.
Zhou Ji on the stage made a stopping gesture, and everyone immediately and tacitly quieted down.
"Without further ado, in this class, we will first briefly get to know the subject of Anatomy."
A PPT was displayed on the stage. Zhou Ji stood tall and straight like a pine tree in winter, exuding a natural nobility and composure.
"Anatomy is primarily the science that studies the morphology and structure of the human body. Through macroscopic observation, microscopic observation, and imaging techniques, it reveals the morphology, position, adjacent relationships, and developmental laws of the various organs and tissues of the human body..."
His unhurried voice echoed in the classroom, and every university student listened more attentively than they did in their final year of high school.
Except for Xin Zhiyao.
She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles the entire class, unable to absorb any of the content.
Song Yujia noticed her situation and leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Do you have hemorrhoids? You keep fidgeting."
How could this person speak so crudely?
Xin Zhiyao, who had been shrinking in her seat, not daring to even show her head, felt her back ache from hunching over and subconsciously straightened up.
Who knew that the moment she looked up, as if by fate, her gaze met Zhou Ji's on the stage.
In an instant, Xin Zhiyao's mind buzzed.
Simultaneously, Zhou Ji, who was lecturing on the stage, paused and looked directly in her direction.
"What's going on?"
"What's wrong with Professor Zhou?"
Murmurs arose in the classroom.
Song Yujia tugged at Xin Zhiyao's clothes and said cautiously, "I feel like Professor Zhou is looking at you."
Snapping back to reality, Xin Zhiyao gave a forced laugh and pretended to look behind her, "How could that be? He's looking at the people behind me. Were they caught spacing out during class?"
Zhou Ji's gaze on the stage churned. This was a rare moment of losing his composure, but he reacted quickly, soon shifting his gaze away as if nothing had happened, and continued with the previous topic.
No one knew that the knuckles of his hand holding the laser pointer had turned white.
Did he recognize me?
No, he couldn't have?
Xin Zhiyao wasn't sure.
At the same time, she clung to the hope that Professor Zhou hadn't remembered her at all.
Please, please, God.
Xin Zhiyao clasped her hands together and begged the heavens. Just then, she heard Zhou Ji's voice from the stage.
"Then, the girl in the fifth seat from the right in the third row from the back, wearing the gray jacket, will answer my question."
So precise, like pi accurate to countless decimal places.
Xin Zhiyao looked at everyone's gazes turning towards her in a daze.
She looked up again and met the deep gaze of Professor Zhou Ji.
Could she still take off her gray jacket in time?
She stood up in a daze.
Professor Zhou, who was a role model, smiled gently, "Please answer my question."
Xin Zhiyao had no idea what question it was. She had been out of it since the class began.
Her mind was blank: "Wh-what question?"
Low laughter came from the surroundings.
Zhou Ji seemed extremely patient, "What is the most common staining method for paraffin sections? I just mentioned it a few minutes ago."
Xin Zhiyao lowered her eyes to seek help from Song Yujia. Song Yujia dared not make a sound, her mouth moving to tell her the answer.
It was impossible to see anything clearly.
Xin Zhiyao said with a long face, "I don't know."
Zhou Ji looked at her calmly, "What is your name?"
It's over, it's over.
Xin Zhiyao suspected that his asking her to answer was a pretense, and asking her name was the real reason.
She almost blurted out her fake name, Xin Yao, but she didn't dare, so she had to answer with gritted teeth, "Xin Zhiyao."
Zhou Ji's eyes gleamed, "Classmate Xin Zhiyao, right?"
Xin Zhiyao didn't dare to meet his gaze at all, her scalp tingling.
"You're spacing out during my first class. Come to my office after class."
Xin Zhiyao's heart was weeping.
"Yes, Professor Zhou."
Xin Zhiyao finally sat back down on the bench. At this moment, she felt a faint sense of impending doom.
"Yaoyao, don't be scared. Professor Zhou looks very gentle; he definitely won't do anything to you," Song Yujia said in a low voice, trying to comfort her.
Xin Zhiyao remained motionless.
Heh, gentle? He wasn't gentle in bed.
"Besides, you can go to Professor Zhou's office and interact with him more. You've hit the jackpot."
Whoever wanted such an opportunity could have it; she certainly didn't want it at all.
The suffocating class finally ended, and Zhou Ji walked out of the classroom.
The classroom immediately became noisy, with everyone discussing how handsome the new professor was and how pleasant his voice sounded.
In the past, Xin Zhiyao would have been one of them.
But now, she couldn't smile at all.
"Jia Jia," Xin Zhiyao grabbed Song Yujia's hand and said earnestly, "If anything happens to me, remember to burn the ending of 《One Piece》 for me."
After saying that, she turned and left with a look of tragic determination.
Song Yujia stared at her retreating back in astonishment.
It's just meeting a teacher.
Why does it feel like a warrior going to their doom?
A teacher might scold you a couple of times at most; they don't eat people.
In the office, Xin Zhiyao stood nervously at the doorway, raising and lowering her hand to knock.
After repeating this several times, she finally made up her mind.
Either way, it was going to be a blow; the sooner it happened, the sooner she could move on.
Besides, as long as she denied it, Zhou Ji had no evidence to prove it was her that night.
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Soon, Zhou Ji's gentle voice came from inside.
"Please come in."
As Xin Zhiyao pushed the door open, her heartbeat uncontrollably quickened.
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