Mr. Zhuma stayed abroad for two years, and the story finally got on the right track of the original plot. Just like An Jin in the original plot, he became a professor at a young age, which fits his indifferent and cold personality.
It's just that the so-called indifference is also divided.
After becoming a professor, although An Jin is still the male god in the hearts of many girls, An Jin has changed from a boy in Zhilan Yushu to a beautiful and slender young man. Wearing white clothes and holding books in his hand, he looks very indifferent.
This professor never rolls his name, and leaves every day after finishing his lectures calmly, but his classes are always overcrowded, and some people even sit outside the classroom.
"Hey, have you heard that our professor is only in his twenties this year, so young..."
"Wow, so young, so powerful..."
The girls whispered. What they like most is to gather around the professor to ask questions every time get out of class is over. The young professor will calmly answer general questions. Seeing his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and cool voice up close is a kind of enjoyment.
Therefore, there are many people who ask questions every time.
However, today, when it was time for get out of class to end and the students were all ready to ask questions, the professor's cell phone rang, and he looked down.
The students didn't care. The young professor was calm and serious in his lectures. It was not that he hadn't received a phone call during class before, but he didn't answer it.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, unexpectedly, this time, the professor gently put the book on the desk, while picking up the phone with his slender white fingers, he took off the microphone pinned to the neckline, and raised his eyes to the students. With a slight smile on the corner of her lips, she lowered her eyes and picked up the phone.
The students suddenly buzzed.
"I actually answered the phone..."
"Wow, I actually saw the professor smile!"
"Ah, this smile. It's a little angel..."
"I've never seen the professor smile before, he's so handsome!"
"One phone call for one smile, it's a good deal..."
The students whispered for a while before seeing the young professor hang up. Just at this time, the get out of class bell rang, and they were not ready to go to the stage to ask questions. The indifferent young man on the stage raised his eyes slightly, picked up the book with his white fingers, and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I have to go home early to cook today. I have a question. Say it again."
As he said that, before the students showed their astonishment, he turned around calmly and walked out of the classroom.
"What, what, the professor said cooking?"
Some people turned around and asked their companions in disbelief.
As a top domestic research scholar, a famous professor, and a cold personality, at a young age, no one has ever associated him with cooking.
"Is the professor married?"
"I've heard of this, but I've never seen the professor's wife... so the professor dotes on his wife so much?!"
"Ah, why don't I have a boyfriend like a professor! The country owes me a boyfriend..."
The students complained one after another.
But at this moment, they still don't know that even more enviable things are yet to come.
A few years later, a copy of "Floating Life" was published by a national top young scholar and domestic famous professor.
The book contains the love letters written by this indifferent and cold man for his wife, and also records every detail of getting along with his wife since he can remember.
Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart.
Love has always been deep, no matter how shallow.
Such fate, such feelings, and such a beautiful life have made countless people admire and sigh.