Zhen Cheng didn't go to tell Wu Xin and a few people, and drove the Land Rover directly in the direction of the Yan University campus. () Last time I sent Yuan Le, Zhen Cheng went once, and the specific path is still clear.

Yanjing City, like Hanqian City, is also an unusually congested city. Those who dare to drive in the morning rush hour are either too far away to change buses, or idlers are not in a hurry to go to class. Zhen Cheng doesn't care what time it is, anyway, he just goes to report for it.

The Land Rover crawled forward towards the snail-like intersection after intersection, and Zhen Cheng rushed forward almost asleep.

Huang Yiyi was in a hurry, so anxious that she wanted to smash the steering wheel. Looking at Zhen Cheng's transfer procedures and file bag on the co-pilot, Huang Yiyi couldn't wait to fly to the campus of Yan University at once.

"Uncle Han is really, he didn't say it earlier, why I got up so late!" Gu Feifei sat in the back seat, munching on steamed buns, tea eggs, and drinking soy milk with the bumps of the car. Hearing Huang Yiyi complaining, he glanced at Huang Yiyi and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Is it good that you're less **WW? You didn't have a class in the first class, so you're in a hurry! Gu Feifei took a sip of soy milk and scolded loudly, "I haven't seen such a cheap person as you, yesterday's kiss was not enough, and today I rushed to Yanda to be a tour guide!" I see you don't have a class schedule either, so you're in a hurry to die! ”

"Shut up! I will, I want you to take care of it! Huang Yiyi's broken jeep found a gap and rushed out with a roar.

"Be careful! It's going in the opposite direction! Gu Feifei's chest trembled by the sharp turn of the car, and he protested loudly.

Huang Yiyi pressed the horn regardless of it, stared at the beautiful eyes, and nervously avoided the vehicle. Huang Yiyi rarely uses her special identity, although she may be scolded by her grandfather, but Huang Yiyi doesn't want to go to Yan University on the first day of Zhen Cheng's report without her own company, what if Zhen Cheng goes and is hooked up with other girls? He must appear by Zhen Cheng's side, and warn those women who have thoughts about Zhen Cheng to stay away.

“OK！ It's finally almost there! When Huang Yiyi was in a hurry, Zhen Cheng happily drove the car into the parking lot of Yanda. Looking at the luxury cars with Niu X taking pictures, Zhen Cheng couldn't help but stick out his tongue. "Damn, this perverted place, there are so many privileged cars, it's strange that there is no traffic jam!" When Zhen Cheng saw an empty seat, and when he was about to rush over, a red Maserati GT went backwards from the other side and grabbed Zhen Cheng almost at the same time. Zhen Cheng quickly hit half of the steering wheel, and when he stopped with one foot on the brake, the front of the Maserati GT was more than ten centimeters away from Zhen Cheng's cab.

"Damn, you *** can't drive!" Zhen Cheng poked his head out of the car window and scolded loudly. "Rewind!" Zhen Cheng ordered angrily and loudly. I wanted to get out of the car, but I couldn't get down from the doors on both sides.

"Damn! No quality! Hurry up and give way, there's no gentlemanly demeanor at all, you grab a bird! The other party's cab door opened, and a middle-aged aunt with short hair walked down. looked at Zhen Cheng's annoyed and swaying pigtails, and commanded loudly, "Are you?" Hurry up and reverse! Zhen Cheng looked at the middle-aged aunt and almost didn't throw up. Although he is a famous brand, he is really sorry for the audience, and on his round face, a huge black mole is stowed on the lower side of his left face. At a glance, Zhen Cheng knew that this was a spicy woman who ate soft but not hard. But let Zhen Cheng bow his head to such a domineering woman, Zhen Cheng really can't do it.

"! My mother has been in the Ministry of Education for so many years, and it is the first time that Yujian dares to provoke my teacher Pan Hong! Tell me, which department you are a professor in! "I don't know Weishenme, Pan Hong has always positioned Zhen Cheng as a teacher.

"I'm your grandmother! If you don't drive, then I'll be sorry for you! Zhen Cheng didn't care, his stubborn temperament came up, the car moved back a little bit, looked at the direction, and directly turned around in the same place, and the Land Rover car almost clinged to the two cars and stopped diagonally.

Pan Hong was stunned, watching Zhen Cheng get out of the car, standing in place with a flushed face.

"Auntie, go back and practice for a few years! You jishu, dare to be arrogant with me! Zhen Cheng shook his hair proudly, and said with a smile, "Tell you, master, I am a returnee professor of aesthetics invited by the Faculty of Letters!" There's a kind of coming! Zhen Cheng ran the train with his mouth full of nonsense and said.

"Tell me your name, and I'll kill you! You actually pretended to be old in front of me, and you me off! Pan Hong squatted down, pouted his ass to find stones, and was about to throw Zhen Cheng a few to let him taste the pain.

"Haha, your little Nene is exposed! It's ugly to death! Zhen Cheng ran away like a bad boy and continued to hit loudly, "You damn exterminator! Just stand there and show Lao Tzu the car! ”

Pan Hong was almost dizzy, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't find anything. By the time he held a stone in his hand, Zhen Cheng's figure had long since disappeared.

"your grandma!" Pan Hong threw the stone directly at Zhen Cheng's Land Rover, but unfortunately, the stone fell on the car and rolled to the side without leaving a trace.

"Zhen Cheng! Zhen Cheng! What kind of brute invited such a professor of aesthetics! It's a beast! Pan Hong scolded loudly with a pale face, got into the car without any way, and left quickly. As the newly transferred vice dean of the Faculty of Letters, I didn't expect such a thing to happen on the first day I came to work. "Damn, the old lady found you and pressed you on the sofa XXOO!" Pan Hong started the car angrily, and wanted to step on the accelerator and rush to the Land Rover, but after thinking about it, he had to give up rationally.

"Student, do you know how the Chinese Department of the Faculty of Arts goes?" Zhen Cheng saw a male classmate with a bun in his hand, and stepped forward with a smile and asked.

"See that quaint yellow five-story building? That is! The tall and thin male classmate glanced at Zhen Cheng and pointed out very enthusiastically, "Teacher, you are so handsome!" Is it a hairstyle specially dressed for Teacher's Day? ”

"Am I old?" Zhen Cheng looked at the male classmate in astonishment and asked very depressedly. The dead Sanba just now said that he was a teacher, why did this one in front of him look younger than himself, "not old!" I'm in a hurry, baibai! The smile on the corner of the male classmate's mouth told Zhen Cheng that he was polite and embarrassed to say it directly.

Zhen Cheng felt very defeated, quite a failure. I saw a small pond not far from the road, and I ran over with suspicion.

Zhen Cheng cares a lot about his appearance, the kind he cares about a lot.

"I'm dizzy!" Zhen Cheng looked at his long-bearded self in the pond and couldn't believe his eyes. "Is this beard taking hormones, I haven't shaved it for two days, why did it grow so long!" Zhen Cheng has the habit of looking in the mirror, but because he came back for the past two days, he didn't have time, and he was even more busy last night, and he came out before he could make corrections. Looking at the long beard that had been long that night, Zhen Cheng felt that no one would doubt that he was thirty years old. "No matter, it's coming, you can't go to repair the face and come again!" Zhen Cheng walked depressedly towards the small building of the Academy of Letters.

There is only one Teacher's Day a year, and in the past, it was mostly on weekends, and each department would put up a banner and write a few slogans. But this year's Teacher's Day falls on Wednesday, so the leaders of the faculties can't be too careless. The Faculty of Arts teaches Chinese studies, and the dignity of teachers is even more exquisite.

What gifts students give to teachers, the leaders of the departments don't care! Even if it is dedication, there is no fuss in Yanda, a place that emphasizes freedom and fairness.

The leaders of the faculties held a meeting to study it carefully, and each professor of the Faculty of Letters was given 5,000 yuan, and each teacher who had a class today had a bouquet of roses.

When Zhen Cheng came, there were just ten minutes left before class, and after several leaders of the department received Pan Hong, the vice dean, they left Zhang Chu, the counselor of the freshman year, to wait at the door alone, if a teacher came to class before class, he would send the flowers; When it was time for class, Zhang Chu could go to breakfast and do his own thing.

When Zhen Cheng staggered into Zhang Chu's sight, the preparatory bell had already sounded. Zhen Cheng saw someone waiting at the door, still holding flowers in his hand, he didn't even look at it, and walked towards the Academy of Literature with a serious face.

"Happy Holidays, Teacher! It's your flower! "Zhang Chu has just joined the work, and many teachers in the department are not very clear. Seeing Zhen Cheng's appearance, he handed the flower over with a smile on his face without thinking about it.

"Damn, don't take advantage of the bastard, take the flowers and give them to Huang Yiyi, let that stupid girl be happy!" Zhen Cheng took it, shook his long hair, and asked solemnly, "Where is the classroom of the second class of the senior year?" ”

So handsome! Looking at Zhen Cheng's beautiful shape, Zhang Chu was a little delirious, and when he heard Zhen Cheng asking himself, he only had the word classroom in his ears. wanted to ask carefully, but saw Zhen Cheng looking at him seriously. So he stubbornly said, "It's classroom 302!" ”

"Oh! Thank you! Zhen Cheng carried the roses and walked towards the third floor of the Faculty of Arts like a bastard.

(PS: There are still a small number of vacancies in the incense powder veteran group, and the master will not set up a second group, only this one, there is no semicolon, and those who like teenagers will add one as soon as possible.)