When Qin Sang returned to the dormitory from the library, it was dark.

As soon as she entered the door, she heard Wen Qingqing and Hanwha talking.

"Did you hear that Professor Zhao from the Department of Computer Science is sick? ”

"Professor Zhao was sent down in those years, and his health must have been very poor, and he is old again, as if he is often sick. ”

"Hey, Professor Zhao's illness, I'm afraid our class will be delayed again, our country's computer is too backward these years, and it is not easy to find a good teacher." ”

Wen Qingqing sighed, and when she saw Qin Sang coming back, she hurriedly took the book and asked Qin Sang: "Xiao Sang, you come and help me look at this problem." ”

Qin Sang smiled and sat down to explain carefully to Wen Qingqing.

After talking for a while, Wen Qingqing nodded: "So that's the case, Xiao Sang, you are too godly, you said that you are a physics student, you can go to our department to listen to classes, and you can beat a group of students in our computer department." ”

Hanwha smiled as she sorted out her clothes, "What is it to hang you, she even hangs her juniors and juniors." ”

Jin Xiaoli also interjected: "Just your computer department, our mathematics department also called her to single-handedly." ”

Qin Sang got up with a smile, she put the book on the table, took out her class schedule to look at it, glanced at it and said with a little pity: "I don't have many classes tomorrow, so I originally planned to skip Professor Zhao's class." ”

He Huiyan was lying on the bed and looking in the mirror, and when she heard this, she said loudly: "I heard that there seems to be a new professor to replace Professor Zhao, and it is said that he is quite young." ”

"Really?" Jin Xiaoli's eyes lit up when she heard that it was a young professor: "Is it a man or a woman, what does it look like?

Qin Sang shook his head with a smile, and after washing up, he read a book for a while before going to bed.

The next day, Qin Sang went to class after breakfast.

She took a class in the physics department, and hurried to the computer department to skip the class.

Qin Sang was late in the past, there were already many students sitting in the classroom when she went, Qin Sang saw that there was still a place in the corner, so he hurriedly hugged the book and sat down.

She sat down and looked down at the book, and after only two pages, she felt that the classroom was silent.

Qin Sang looked up with some confusion, and at a glance saw Jian Xicheng standing on the podium.

She was startled and almost stood up.

Qin Sang never expected that it would be Jian Xicheng who replaced Professor Zhao.

Moreover, Jian Xicheng turned out to be a teacher at Beijing University.

He never said that.

Jian Xicheng stood on the podium, he was tall, handsome, neatly dressed, and beat the teachers of the computer department just from his appearance.

Such a young and handsome teacher really stunned the students in the room.

Jian Xicheng looked around, and soon saw Qin Sang in the corner.

He smiled at Qin Sang, and then began to lecture.

Qin Sang was a little dizzy when he listened to this class.

She didn't listen much to what Jian Xicheng said, and was named by Jian Xicheng to answer the question.

Fortunately, that question was written on the blackboard, and Qin Sang didn't make a fool of himself.

After this class, which was so easy to boil, Qin Sang picked up the book and was about to leave.

Jian Xicheng stood on the podium and looked at Qin Sang's side and said loudly: "That female classmate, the female classmate in the white sweater comes to the office with me." ”

Qin Sang paused, and his face burned instantly.

She bowed her head and walked to Jian Xicheng's side with the book tightly in her arms.

Under the gaze of the classmates in the classroom, Qin Sang followed Jian Xicheng out of the classroom step by step.

Jian Xicheng walked in front, Qin Sang walked behind him, along the way, I don't know how much attention is noticed.

Qin Sang's appearance is really high, coupled with Jian Xicheng's explosive appearance, the lethality of the two people walking together is particularly amazing.

Even in a place like Beijing University, where students are everywhere, it is difficult for people not to pay attention.

On the way from the classroom to the office of Jane West City, wherever the two of them walked, the return rate was 100%.

Qin Sang kept glaring at Jian Xicheng from behind.

It was easy to get to the office, and Jian Xicheng closed the office door after waiting for Qin Sang to enter.

Qin Sang glared at him: "Why didn't you tell me that you were a teacher at Beijing University?"

Jian Xicheng pulled a chair and asked Qin Sang to sit down, and poured her another glass of water: "I thought you knew." ”

"Aren't you engaged in scientific research?" Qin Sang didn't take the water cup, and looked at Jian Xicheng angrily: "Moreover, when did you tell me that you are a teacher?"

Jian Xicheng sat down opposite her: "I should have forgotten about it, but I haven't been to class much, I originally thought that he was a nominal professor, but I didn't expect Professor Zhao to suddenly fall ill and be hospitalized, so I could only come over to help." ”

He smiled and handed over the water glass again: "Drink some water first, and I'll take you out to eat later." ”

Qin Sang was also thirsty at this time, so he took the water cup and drank half a glass of water.

"You called me to the office just to eat?"

Jian Xicheng took out a file bag from the drawer and handed it to Qin Sang: "This is the information of Uncle Fei's comrade-in-arms' son." ”

Qin Sang didn't care about drinking water, took the information and looked down.

Speaking of which, Fei Zhenguo's comrade-in-arms' family conditions are actually quite good.

His comrades-in-arms joined the army earlier than Fei Zhenguo, participated in countless battles and made countless meritorious contributions, and before his death, his comrade-in-arms was already a lieutenant general.

Later, he participated in a famous battle, was seriously wounded in the war, and after returning home, he was seriously ill and died.

And his wife is weak and has no opinions, and there are no other relatives at home, so his son Zheng Feng is not very good.

Zheng Fengfeng is irritable, and some are unlearned and unskilled, and often fight with people.

Zheng's mother's mother doted on him again, and he was even more unruly.

After reading the information, Qin Sang looked up at Jian Xicheng: "This kid has some ...... It's a little wild, I look at him as if he has ADHD. ”

Jian Xicheng nodded: "It's a little crazy." ”

Qin Sang became worried: "Then I'm afraid there will be trouble after he comes." ”

"Let's take a look first. Jian Xicheng took the water cup in Qin Sang's hand and put it aside, and stretched out his hand to drag Qin Sang into his arms: "I'm here, don't worry." ”

And Zheng Feng, who asked Qin Sang and Jian Xicheng to pay attention, was not comfortable at this time.

He didn't go to school today, skipped class and got into a fight, and returned home in a torn outfit.

When I entered the house, I felt very lonely.

Zheng Feng took off his dirty clothes and threw them aside, went to the toilet to get a basin of water, washed his hands and face.

He has a flat haircut, and his face is still childish, but he also shows a little untamed.

It can be said that this is a wild child.

His eyes are so fierce that one can think of the head wolf in the wilderness at a glance.

After washing his face, Zheng Feng went to the kitchen to find something to eat and stuffed it into his stomach, and then lay on the bed in a daze.

He couldn't sleep after lying down for a while, and when he thought of the dream he had last night, he angrily pulled up the sheets.

Last night, Zheng Feng had a particularly strange dream.

He saw another him in his dream, and shortly after his mother died, a man was carrying a letter written by his aunt to take him away.

The man's surname was Fei, and he was said to be his father's comrade-in-arms.

Zheng Feng remembered that when his mother was dying, he had told him that he would entrust him to his father's comrades-in-arms.

He also knew that it was impossible for him to live alone in his current situation, and if he didn't want to go to the orphanage, he would probably have to follow this uncle surnamed Fei.

Zheng Feng didn't miss his home much, let alone bring anything, and followed Uncle Fei to the capital very neatly empty-handed.

And then what?

By the way, Uncle Fei's family also has an Aunt Ge, that Aunt Ge has a sick brain and often chatters with him, which is quite annoying anyway.

Aunt Ge also has seven daughters, and all of her seven daughters are excellent.

Not only is she very good-looking, but she is also very good at studying, especially the eldest daughter named Qin Sang, who is the top student in the provincial college entrance examination, even in Beijing University, she is also a god-level figure.

But Zheng Feng is not born to learn.

He only has a headache when he reads a book, and it is very difficult to learn anything anyway, and he can't sit still, let alone sink his mind.

Uncle Fei did his best for his studies, but Zheng Feng just couldn't learn.

If only he were himself.

But Aunt Ge's daughter is too good, so he can't do anything.

Uncle Fei was born in the military and has a rough and straight temperament, he didn't do well in the exam, so he was beaten directly, he fought outside and caused trouble, and he was beaten when he came back.

And the woman named Qin Sang was still adding oil and vinegar on the side, and she didn't say anything good about him anyway.

Zheng Feng didn't study well when he was angry, and often worked against Uncle Fei and Aunt Ge, and once in anger, he took a thug on the road to block Qin Sang and get angry.

As a result, the object he called Qin Sang taught a very bad lesson.

What happened next?

Zheng Feng doesn't remember the details, he only remembers that the girl of the Qin family is very capable, and he, Zheng Feng, made people step on the sludge, and he couldn't raise his head for the rest of his life.

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