Today is a weekend, and Charles is going to look at the students' papers, but when he thinks that WeChat will ring.

He didn't use WeChat before, and his WeChat was registered a few years ago for Xia Li, a Chinese talent, so even if he had a lot of WeChat friends later, his WeChat was rarely opened except for being used to contact Xia Li.

This time, the WeChat prompt sounded, and he thought it was Xia Li looking for him, and he was happy in his heart.

But when he picked up his phone and saw who the sender was, the look on his face darkened, and he was even a little annoyed.

He also watched Xia Li's live broadcast, although he didn't learn Chinese very well, but he could understand some barrages. In addition, he knew from students and colleagues that many of the people who scolded Xia Li were Jiang Yuqian's students, and his impression of Jiang Yuqian was even worse.

It's also to blame that he doesn't know how to use WeChat, otherwise, he might forget to delete Jiang Yuqian's friends.

He didn't want to reply to Jiang Yuqian, but how could he have thought that Jiang Yuqian would send him several photos of Xia Li in a row?

He clicked on all the original pictures and saved them before replying.

[Charles: No, there is no such student at the University of Massachusetts.] 】

Are you kidding? Xia Li is a professor at the University of Majin.

Jiang Yuqian's side quickly replied to the message.

[Jiang Yuqian: Then do you know why the students in our school support him? 】

[Charles: I don't care about the students. But don't you know her best when you're on the show? I also want to ask you, who is she? 】

Charles replied with anger when he replied to this sentence, Jiang Yuqian didn't know Xia Li, how could he casually mock Xia Li? Also, who is she Xia Li, just mocking Xia Li like that.

Jiang Yuqian looked at Charles's reply, she couldn't see that Charles was angry, she just thought that Charles didn't know Xia Li at all.

She put down her phone, sighed and looked at her boss, and handed the phone to the boss.

"The professors at the University of Majin didn't know Xia Li, and they didn't know why the students organized themselves to support Xia Li.

The boss of the company couldn't read English, but he still listened to Jiang Yuqian's words and looked at it pretendedly.

"What's going on? Who is helping Xia Li, or you should ask your professor to ask your classmates? "The boss still doesn't want to give up like that.

Jiang Yuqian had the same idea in her heart, so she took the phone back.

[Jiang Yuqian: Professor Charles, have your students told you about Xia Li? She seems to be very popular among the students of the University of Massachusetts now, haven't you heard your students mention her resume? 】

Jiang Yuqian asked very clearly, just to know Xia Li's resume and why Xia Li was so sought after by students at Majin University. The professor doesn't know, the students should always know, otherwise how could they all come out to stand up for Xia Li.

[Charles: My student hasn't told me this, is there anything else you can do?] I still have some papers to be corrected, and I may not have time to chat with you. 】

After Charles posted this sentence, he quit WeChat.

He was also telling the truth, and the students did not mention Xia Li to him. Xia Li was sent to Majin University by Hua Guo in the name of the country, she belongs to a special talent, and even her teaching is kept secret, where do students dare to discuss it easily?

Jiang Yuqian read this sentence and gave up.

"I asked, but the professor didn't know where Xia Li came from." Jiang Yuqian said and handed the phone to the boss again.