Qiao Muyuan sat in the center left of the large classroom. Her petite body was hidden among a group of classmates. Because she was not from the finance department, she didn't know most of these classmates.

She lowered her head and flipped through the book boredly, hearing Ji Changmu's voice in her ears.

Over the years, his appearance has changed, but his voice has remained almost the same.

She must have changed a lot. It seemed that Ji Changmu no longer recognized her at all. She was indeed an extremely hard-hearted person.

"Let's review the knowledge from the previous classes. I asked a classmate to explain what m1 and m2 are." Ji Changmu lowered his head and flipped through the roster. He had a strong aura, and there were traces of indifference on his cold face. "

Vicky, are you here?"

She is a very beautiful female classmate with blond hair, blue eyes and wavy hair.

The female classmate said "Wow" and immediately stood up to answer the question.

Her position was directly behind Qiao Muyuan. The female classmate answered the entire question clearly and completely, fluently and naturally.

Qiao Muyuan straightened his back and stared at Ji Changmu on the podium almost intently.

But, unfortunately, he doesn't know her at all.

"That's a good answer. Please sit down."

Ji Changmu has always been stingy with praise, so this is probably his kindest reward.

As soon as the female classmate sat down, several girls started whispering behind her.

"Professor Boris called my name in the first class! I'm so happy!"

"You are so lucky."

"My God, the professor is so handsome. I have never seen such a charming oriental man."

"It's a pity that I got married."

Qiao Muyuan was absent-minded. Because of her encounter with Ji Changmu, she almost forgot about the design draft being plagiarized.

During one class, she was in a mixed mood and didn't listen at all.

Just like when Ji Changmu gave her a lecture a long time ago, she couldn't listen to anything and was always so angry that he called her stupid.

After he left, she no longer wanted a tutor.

The get out of class bell rang.

As soon as Ji Changmu said "get out of class is over", a group of girls came up and surrounded him, asking him questions.

Qiao Muyuan didn't understand the finance department courses at all, so she pretended to hold a book and ran over to Ji Changmu.

"Professor Boris, can you help me with this question?"

"Professor, can you recommend some books on the impact of debt?"

"Professor Boris, what is your opinion on the current economic and trade policies? How do you think it will impact ordinary small and medium-sized enterprises?"

"Professor, can you leave me your contact information? I have many questions."

Ji Changmu stretched out his long legs, apologized, and left the scene.

He is not responsible for giving lectures, he just comes to cover a few classes.

He walked quickly, and his car was parked not far in front of the teaching building. The girls could not catch up with him, so they could only stare at the professor's back in eclipse.

Qiao Muyuan had already slipped out through the back door, and when she got downstairs, she blocked the entrance to the passage.

Ji Changmu saw a girl blocking him in front of him, her eyes were cold, she put one hand in her trousers pocket and slowed down.

"Professor, ask a question."

"I'm not responsible for answering questions. If you have any questions, you can wait until Professor Augus is discharged."

"Professors teach and educate people. They preach and answer questions. Why should a professor who is not responsible for answering questions be called a professor? It would be better to call him a beast."

Qiao Muyuan just blocked his way. He didn't speak English, but spoke Beijing dialect.

Ji Changmu found out that he was an international student from China.
Chapter completed!