The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times
Chapter 929: Support for the Princess at Qing University
Qing University's response was brief, but it carried a lot of emotion.
Words “all teachers and students deeply regret” express their reluctance.
[Mmmmm, this Weibo editor from Qing University is a fan of Xia Wanyuan, right? The teachers and students are very sorry. Who gave him the face to represent all the teachers and students of Qing University?]
Most of the comments on Weibo of Qing University were questioned by this sentence.
What they did not expect was that the teachers and students of Qing University would stand up and say that they were very sorry.
Clicking on this topic, Weibo was filled with people from Qing University who showed off their student IDs to defend Xia Wanyuan.
“I XX from the Department of Physics. Professor Xia's literary evaluation class was my favorite class. I'm an engineering student. Because of Professor Xia's explanation, I felt the unique beauty of our Chinese culture. Professor Xia resigned and I'm very sorry.”
“I XX from China department. I really liked Professor Xia's class. Professor Xia's class is interesting and knowledgeable. I could even see Professor Xia casually drawing a priceless painting on the blackboard. Aky is very sorry that Professor Xia resigned.”
“I XX from Chemistry Department ..”
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Not only did a large number of Qing University students appear on Weibo, but the teachers, academics, school leaders, and others, and the academic leader who usually worked with Xia Wanyuan also stood up to express their approval of Xia Wanyuan's employability.
Especially teachers of literature and art. Xia Wanyuan was knowledgeable and efficient in the past, greatly reducing the pressure on the department.
Furthermore, in order for Xia Wanyuan to get along better with her peers at school, Jun Shiling would send gifts to the teachers on behalf of Xia Wanyuan every few days. The gift only broke their hearts.
Who doesn't like a coworker like that?
[God, this is the first time I've seen so many big shots come out at the same time. The big shots that I usually only see in textbooks really seem to be alive today.]
[This topic is filled with students from Qing University!!! Sister!!! Hurry up and choose a husband!!! These are all potential stocks! Young talent! Hurry up and take them!]
[Your building is crooked. So many people are standing up to support Xia Wanyuan.] Xia Wanyuan's popularity is great.
With so many teachers and students defending Xia Wanyuan, the initial doubts of the netizens began to waver. Soon, a long Weibo post with “ cup of milk tea and pearl” caught everyone's attention.
A cup of milk tea and pearls: “My results were bad and I could not attend Qing University. I came to this topic mainly to say a few words on behalf of my mother.
My mother was a young man who came to the countryside in the last century and always lived in the countryside to raise us. When we were growing up, my mother was a cleaner at Qing University. He happened to hear Professor Xia's class and felt that it was very good.
After all these years, my mother could barely write a few words with a pen. However, she says that Professor Xia's class has returned her to her days of study.
When my mother was unemployed, she would go outside the classroom to listen to the class. After Professor Xia saw him, he would chat with my mother in the park after class and explain things that he did not understand.
Now, my mother has started to reread three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty. Sometimes, even I feel inferior with his insight.
I had never listened to Professor Xia's class, but I thought if it could awaken the literary dream of a rural old woman and make an old woman in her fifties understand her class.
This was enough to show how good Professor Xia's lecture was.
Not only could he make a group of high-quality people think that he taught well, but he could also make parents understand. Such a teacher should go down? What kind of teacher does the education system want?”
This small article was quickly reposted by a large number of netizens.
Media, reporters, and university teachers put out huge amounts of data and create various laws and regulations. They said all sorts of dignified words, but in the end, they couldn't help but feel the real person.
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It was late at night, but the debate about capabilities and rules on the Internet continued. In the manor, the excited Xiao Bao finally entered a beautiful dream in Xia Wanyuan's arms.
Xiao Bao's eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes were like two small fans. It was unknown what he was dreaming of, but he pouted slightly and puffed out his already fat face.
The more Xia Wanyuan looked at her, the more adorable she felt. He could not help but kiss Xiao Bao on the cheek.
As if sensing Xia Wanyuan's approach, Xiao Bao did not forget to flatter her in his sleep. “Mother, you are the most beautiful.” As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Bao fell silent again.
After a while, Xiao Bao fell into a deep sleep. Xia Wanyuan put her little hand under the blanket and got off the bed.
Jun Shiling, who had been sitting on the sofa and reading, felt Xia Wanyuan's movements, but she did not wake up. Instead, he continued reading, but his page had not changed for a long time.
Xia Wanyuan walked over and grabbed Jun Shiling's wrist, pulling him up.
Xia Wanyuan carefully closed the door of the master bedroom and looked up. “CEO Jun, hug me.”
Jun Shiling looked at him steadily, then suddenly lifted Xia Wanyuan up and walked to the living room furthest from the master bedroom, kicking the door open.
As she walked in, Xia Wanyuan suddenly laughed in her arms.
“What are you laughing at?” Jun Shiling placed him on the bed.
“Laughing us for being sneaky.” Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling with stars in her eyes.
“This is whose fault?” Jun Shiling pinched Xia Wanyuan's cheek.
“That's your fault.” Xia Wanyuan reached out and pulled Jun Shiling's sleeping robe. “This is all your fault.”
Jun Shiling smiled and slowly bowed. “Do you know how many times you teased me in the last few days?”
“I don't know.” Xia Wanyuan blinked, looking like she knew but did not admit it.
“Not what.” Jun Shiling smiled. “You will know in a moment.”
The night is getting darker, and spring is coming.
There was no need for classes the next day. Xia Wanyuan slept until noon before waking up. The snow fell heavily outside the window, and the house was as warm as spring, with a hint of a cold plum scent.
Inside the white porcelain bottle by the bedside, a few red plums were praised proudly.
“How many times have you teased me?” It was rare for Jun Shiling not to wake up this morning. He lay with Xia Wanyuan until noon. Sensing that Xia Wanyuan had woken up, he hugged her even tighter.
“baj*ngan, you asked for it twice more.”
Jun Shiling smiled. “It looks like you still remember. You didn't tell me no matter how I asked last night.”
Xia Wanyuan turned around and curled into Jun Shiling's arms, hugging his waist. “No classes today, and I don't want to work. I want to sleep in a minute.”
“Oke.”
Reality was not what he expected. Xia Wanyuan had just closed her eyes when her phone rang.
