Coming out of the operating room, Zhou Chongyue turned on her mobile phone, and the only unread message popped up on the screen late at night.

[Teacher Zhou, the courseware has been sent to your mailbox, please check. 】

Attached is a dynamic picture of a white and chubby with a green grass bud growing on his head.

Probably the emojis they all like to use at this age, Zhou Chongyue was slightly impressed, I don't remember how long ago, Zhou Simu also posted it once.

He glanced at the time sent from WeChat, 11:50, exactly a few minutes before the end of the operation.

Staying up late to help him get courseware was really unexpected by Zhou Chongyue.

But in such a quiet night, seeing the sentence 'Teacher Zhou', and then thinking of the girl who only called him 'third uncle' during the day, switching back and forth between the elders and the teacher, she seemed to be extremely smooth and very clear.

The screen turned on, and Zhou Chongyue replied softly: [It's hard work, go to bed early. 】

The message is sent in a matter of seconds.

[Good night Teacher Zhou, feel free to find me if you have any questions after reading the PPT. 】

Zhou Chongyue: [Okay. 】

In the dormitory, Yun Nuo, who was lying quietly on the bed after washing, stared at his mobile phone for a long time, wondering if the word 'good' was responding to the 'good night' on it at the same time.

But I'm a little curious, would someone like the third uncle take the initiative to say goodnight to others?

Probably...... No.

Tuesday came as scheduled, and it was no surprise that the whole morning self-study was over in a mess.

Chen Jiajiu saw that the eyes of the people next to him were blue, staring at the textbook with a fugue look, and couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Glutinous rice, why don't you take the time to see a psychiatrist." ”

Every time I finish an experimental class, I must have a nightmare that night, and if it were her, I would probably have collapsed a long time ago.

The bell rang, everyone left the classroom one after another, Yun Nuo stood up lazily, and said to himself while cleaning up the textbook: "If it's really a psychological factor, it's troublesome." ”

A person who has a psychological disorder in anatomy, how can he operate on a patient in the future.

"I don't think it's a big deal, I can't be a surgeon, I can choose internal medicine." Chen Jiajiu saw through her anxiety at a glance.

The person in front of him suddenly fell silent.

After being speechless for a while, Yun Nuo turned her head to look at her roommate and asked, "Why did you study medicine in the first place?" ”

Chen Jiazhuo told the truth: "The family is forced, they think that doctors are iron rice bowls. ”

“……”

Perhaps realizing that this reason was too cold, Chen Jiajiu added: "Of course, saving lives and helping the wounded is the ultimate mission of every doctor, and I will never forget this." ”

Yun Nuo nodded, took his backpack and walked out of the classroom.

The roommate followed behind and asked, "What about you?" Why study medicine? ”

Yun Nuo pulled his lips: "My dad also graduated from clinical practice back then, but he gave up halfway, I want to prove that I am better than him." ”

"Huh? Can it still be like this? ”

Chen Jiajiu was curious: "Then what does your dad do now?" ”

"It's barely a sale."

Forehead.

"Can sales be better than doctors?"

Yun Nuo shrugged: "He probably thinks that sales earn more than doctors." ”

Quite a realistic dad.

However, it makes sense.

When you get married and have children and need money urgently, it makes you poor and white, and when you really make some achievements, most people are basically in their early forties.

However, regarding the reason for studying medicine in Yun Nuo's mouth, Chen Jiajiu is somewhat unconvinced.

But everyone has their own secrets in their hearts, and even if they are close friends, she can't continue to ask questions without brains.

After breakfast, the first class in the morning was Academic English, Zhou Chongyue's class.

In order to avoid dozing off in class, before entering the classroom, Yun Nuo deliberately went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

I came back refreshed, but I only lasted a few minutes, and I started to feel sleepy again.

The class bell rang, and Zhou Chongyue appeared in front of the classroom on time.

Except for the first class, he doesn't seem to have a habit of naming names, except for one point, which is to randomly select a student to review the content of the previous class before the formal lecture.

Yun Nuo, the assistant teacher, naturally bore the brunt.

Hearing the man call her name, she was about to get up, but Zhou Chongyue had already stepped down from the podium and motioned for her to sit.

The classmates were puzzled, and saw Zhou Chongyue approaching the girl's position, stopping in the corridor next to her, and reaching out to close the textbook for her.

The man's deep voice fell above his head: "Just write a few words silently." ”

The previous English teacher also liked to dictate words, but the difference was that the teacher had to call the students to the blackboard to write.

Yun Nuo didn't look nervous, nodded slightly, and got ready.

Attentively, Zhou Chongyue said a few English words in turn, the pronunciation was as standard as ever, and the voice was low and magnetic, which made people's cochlea itch.

She reacted for two seconds, holding a pen and writing them out one by one in a notebook.

Acute myocardial infarction, electrocardiogram, congenital heart disease......

Some of them are not the content of the previous class, but some common words in cardiology, but for some reason, Yun Nuo almost memorized the melon.

The front is smooth, only the translation of the last word is stuck.

new strain of coronavirus。

She writes about the new strain of the coronavirus.

Zhou Chongyue smiled faintly after reading it, did not point out whether it was wrong or not, took the pen in her hand, and ticked the back of her name column in the student roster.

As soon as the man left, Chen Jiajiu hurriedly leaned over and whispered, "Glutinous rice, your usual grades should be stable." ”

Yun Nuo let out a 'hmm' and didn't speak, but buried his head in the vocabulary manual, looking up how to translate the group of words just now.

Her deep thoughts were soon interrupted by a commotion in the classroom, and she looked up to see that everyone was talking about the projection interface in front of the podium.

Chen Jiajiu held back a smile and asked her, "Glutinous rice, is this the courseware you helped Teacher Zhou make?" ”

"yes, what are they laughing at?" Yun Nuo looked dazed.

Chen Jiajiu pointed to the PPT, the background of the dream castle, the color scheme of the macaron series, the candy-shaped buttons, and the cute and cute font.

A girl's heart full of screens.

"Very naïve?" She asked.

Chen Jiajiu: "It's not naïve, it's the temperament of Teacher Zhou, which doesn't quite match." ”

“……”

I see.

Yun Nuo realized it and twisted her eyebrows regretfully.

In the next second, she slowly raised her head and secretly looked at Zhou Chongyue on the stage.

Compared to the intensity below, the man didn't react much, and began to lecture everyone as usual, only stopping after the noise lasted for more than ten seconds, and said slowly: "Please respect the fruits of other people's labor." ”

A sentence that was neither light nor heavy made the classroom suddenly silent.

It is almost clear who prepared the courseware.

Everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to the assistant teacher Yun Nuo, the girl's cheeks were slightly red, but her expression was very calm, she did not apply powder, bathed in the sunlight pouring in outside the window, clear and fair, beautiful as if she did not eat the fireworks of the world, and many girls were jealous.

It's not just their looks that are jealous, how can they forget that Yun Nuo is not only outstanding in appearance, but also an honor student who is among the top in fame and fortune in the final assessment of each academic year, and she gets a soft scholarship.