"My mother comes to class one day a week, and only comes to rest at noon, the dormitory is almost empty, you live first, the professor's dormitory is better than the ordinary teacher's dormitory."

That's what she did.

Don't worry about her, it's a good feeling.

The two walked into one of the houses.

There were more people in the corridor, and some people were making breakfast, and when they saw Pei Chen, they greeted him one after another.

There are also people who don't know him, so they ask the person next to them, "Who is that?" ”

The man replied, "Mr. Liang's son." ”

"Liang Huiru?"

"Hmm."

"Ah, I heard that Mr. Liang's husband is quite powerful, even the principal has to give some face, and the son he gave birth to is also very powerful."

"No matter how good it is, it doesn't matter to us, when the time comes, I have to go and tutor my granddaughter, I won't tell you."

The man walked impatiently.

The woman smiled.

She herself is uneducated, but she has a good fate, she married a cultured husband, there are many dual-income families here, the husband and wife are cultural people, her family is a single worker, she knows, many people look down on her, but so what, her man is good to her.

Chubby with a satisfied smile on her face.

Thinking of her daughter-in-law, who has never been able to have children, the smile on her face gradually faded.

She only gave birth to a son, but her daughter-in-law couldn't give birth, she married in for several years, watching other people's families hug their eldest grandchildren and granddaughters one by one, she was hungry to death, her old king didn't say anything, every time she saw others holding her grandchildren, she felt uncomfortable.

The daughter-in-law is a good one, filial piety to her and Lao Zhang, every time she comes to see them, she never comes empty-handed, carries large bags and small bags, and rushes to work when she comes to the house, she can't bear to force the two of them to be too tight.

But there is no child at home, and it will be lonely for a long time, which will also affect the relationship between husband and wife.

Recently, the feelings of the son and daughter-in-law have changed, don't think she didn't see it.

The son and daughter-in-law are in free love, and the two of them seemed to be good with honey before, and they couldn't stick to their eyes, but now, the daughter-in-law's eyes dodged, and the son looked cold, asking them and not saying anything, and he was worried to death.

Fu Bao followed Pei Chen to a single room.

Inside there is a single bed, a table, four chairs, a wardrobe, simply furnished, but tasteful, moreover, it looks very clean, and there is a separate bathroom.

Fu Bao was pleasantly surprised: "It's so good here. ”

I thought I was going to live in a dormitory this time.

Pei Chen handed her the key, "If you're satisfied, you can use all these things except books." ”

After settling Fubao, Pei Chen was ready to leave.

Fu Bao hurriedly followed, she had to live in the dormitory for more than a month, without Pei Chen's pick-up, and when she went home, Pei Chen must have gone back to work, and I don't know when we will meet again.

Fu Bao sent him out, "Goodbye! ”

Pei Chen looked at her, slowly turned around and walked outside.

Looking at his back, Fu Bao sniffed, not knowing why his heart was sour.

Thinking that she hadn't seen her parents and grandparents for more than a month, she was so sad.

Alas, that's the trouble of growing up!

Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Fu Bao almost jumped to his feet, he didn't have time to be sad, he missed his family, and hurriedly ran to the office.

I almost ran out of breath, but I was still late.

The person in charge of them reprimanded her twice, and Sister Qian came over to help her out of the siege and gave her a pass.

Sister Qian said: "Don't thank me, Professor Zhao helped you do it." ”

Fu Bao glanced at the room inside, and appreciated it in his heart.

Sister Qian persuaded her to move to the dormitory, but Fubao told her that she had moved in and was temporarily living in a teacher's house.

Sister Qian was a little surprised, but she didn't ask more.

The two didn't talk for too long, and there was still a lot of work to do, and soon, they each returned to their positions.

Fu Bao began to live on campus.

Except for being a little lonely back in the dormitory, everything else is good, the canteen staff will come to the office to deliver the food in person, the dishes don't have to be washed, and you don't have to worry about anything.

More than half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

She didn't even have that lonely time.

As the start of school approached, they became more and more busy, and often returned to the dormitory at two or three o'clock in the morning, sleepy, and could fall asleep when they collapsed.

Her eyes now saw everything like a dense tape of words and equations.

On this day, she was proofreading with a numb face, her eyes were dull, she had no enthusiasm, just a mechanical completion of the work, who repeated one thing every day, no matter how deep the enthusiasm would be wiped out.

There were several tall notebooks in front of her, all of which she had proofread, and she had never known that revising textbooks was so troublesome and required such a large amount of work.

The hardest part is the professors inside.

No wonder all the hair is so gray and tired.

Fu Bao rubbed his somewhat sour eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, his expression became serious, and he found that there were some questions about the answers to the questions in the book.

She took the draft paper and calculated.

The answer to this question is indeed wrong.

Sister Qian is also in charge of proofreading, and she told Sister Qian about it.

Sister Qian took the time to look at it and said disapprovingly, "The answer to this question was calculated by Professor Zhang, who is an expert in this field and has decades of teaching experience, so it is impossible to make a mistake." ”

This is a large example question, which has an exemplary effect, and the wrong answer will have a great impact on the students who study it, and it will also lead to a series of questions that will be wrong.

Fu Bao sighed, he really didn't want to find trouble.

But trouble comes to the door, and you can't just watch it.

She got up and went to find the person in charge of the group, several old professors were busy and had to concentrate on their work, so they didn't have time to take care of them, so they arranged another person in charge.

The person in charge was busy with work, a little impatient, and looked like he didn't want to answer.

Listened to her words and didn't take it to heart.

Fu Bao said: "Look at it, I don't believe you can calculate it, and it won't delay much." ”

Annoyed by her, the person in charge was a little angry and said, "Classmate Ning, I'm busy, please don't bother me all the time." ”

"I admit that you are very talented in research, you can research a lot of special drugs at a young age, but you have a specialization in the art industry, you are younger after all, Professor Zhang is an expert in this field, and your old textbooks were also compiled by him, you said that he would make mistakes, I suggest you go back and calculate it again."

Fu Bao walked to his seat.

He looked up at the room inside, took a deep breath, and turned to walk inside.

She pushed the door in, and several of the people who were discussing stopped, and several professors couldn't help frowning.

Several assistants were about to ask her out.

Professor Zhao raised his hand to stop him and asked, "Ning Bufan, is there something wrong with you?" ”

There is also a professor from BGI who said with a smile, "Ning Bufan must have something urgent to come over, so you might as well listen to her." ”

"Hello professors." Fu Bao took out his notebook, "I'm Ning Bufan, who is in charge of proofreading, and I found an important question, and the answer to the question on it is wrong." ”

Several professors leaned over to take a look and found that it was Professor Zhang's question.

Professor Zhang was not in a hurry to refute like the person in charge, but sat down silently and recalculated.

PS: Good night!

(End of chapter)