In fact, in the beginning, the teacher-student relationship between them was not so bad.
There has always been a tradition at Metz University that freshmen must choose a professor as their immediate supervisor three months after entering the school. That is to say, as soon as students adapt to the new environment and new courses, they must quickly calm down and plan a clear path for their future.
The starting point is wonderful, and the actual execution is like a joke.
Every year during the freshman selection season, seniors and sisters will gather in the electronic market on campus, kindly peddling homemade small AI, specializing in choice phobia, professionally scrambling for professors, and thoughtful one-stop service.
But the process was rambunctious, and the results were the same—most students chose professors who had a good first impression.
Judging from Gu Yan's character, Yan Suizhi felt that he must not have been chosen by him, but was chosen seriously.
This shows that Gu was still trying to walk up the mountain road of "respecting teachers and respecting the way", but he jumped off the cliff without knowing who was feeding the mouse medicine on the way.
Yan Suizhi occasionally pondered this issue when his conscience found out, but he was always interrupted by other affairs within a few minutes, so that for a long time he did not understand why this classmate Gu had such an opinion on him .
Later, after Gu Yan graduated, he no longer needed to think about it.
…
It took only half a minute to go upstairs and downstairs, but Professor Yan Da took the time to walk away. When he came back to his senses, Gu Yan had already turned aside to let them pass the trainees.
After all, he was a student he had brought before, so reunion in such a scene was such an understatement, Professor Yan Da couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
So when he turned around at the corner of the second floor, he glanced downstairs, and happened to see Gu Yan, who was walking on the last level of the stairs, taking off the wireless ear buckle, and looked up at him.
Yan Sui was stunned.
However, Gu Yan's glance was unusually short, and he just glanced at him casually, and then coldly withdrew his gaze. There was no change in his expression during the whole process, and even the frequency of his footsteps did not change at all. As soon as that glance was withdrawn, he had already pushed open a door downstairs and left without looking back.
This kind of behavior of being a total stranger is normal. Yan Suizhi just raised his eyebrows and forgot about it. He turned his heels, and tidied up at the end of the group of interns, and entered the second floor. a conference room.
"The ones I passed by just now are the offices of the lawyers." Miss Fitz, who is in charge of personnel, "Of course, most of the time, you can't find them in the office. Today, I was lucky, and they happened to be there, including the one I met on the stairs just now. A few of you, you all said hello, except for a certain absent-minded gentleman."
The distracted Mr. Yan Suizhi reacted, raised his hand and smiled: "I'm sorry, I may be too nervous."
Everyone: "… "
This is a pure breed of nonsense.
Anyone with eyes can see that he is nervous!
Fitz smiled and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I will temporarily forget that I am a grumpy young man with a pleasing appearance."
Probably because this Miss Fitz looked very close, two girls dared to ask: "All the lawyers who just went downstairs are accepting interns? All?"
With an "I'm very experienced" look on Fitz's face, Fitz replied: "I'd love to say 'yes, all' too, but unfortunately, with one exception."
"Which one?"
Fitz smiled: "I think your face will be twice as long after giving the answer, because I stretched it longer than anyone else."
"Oh - okay." The two girls stretched their tunes and clearly understood what she meant. This was probably the tacit understanding that Yan Gou was born with.
I don't know if the other boys understood, but the golden retriever who stepped on the electric baton definitely didn't understand, and watched them come and go with a blank face.
Professor Yan Da glanced at the golden retriever from the perspective of a teacher who screened talents, and felt that the career of this silly child had basically come to an end, and his understanding of words and thoughts was so worrying that he had to cry and be held down when he went to court.
However, while the two girls were regretful, Yan Suizhi rubbed her palms in her heart and smiled: Thankfully, the coffin-faced classmate Gu did not accept interns, otherwise, if she were assigned to him in one day, the teachers and students would be out of order. , too embarrassing.
"Why doesn't he accept interns?" One of the more lively girls was still a little unsure about this topic.
Fitz was obviously not bored, "I'm afraid of getting angry with the intern. He told the clerk like this. Although I don't know if it's a perfunctory nonsense, I think it makes some sense."
"Really? He has a bad temper?"
"That's not true, but..." Fitz couldn't seem to find any adjectives, and finally shrugged. "Anyway, forget about the girls."
Yan Suizhi listened to it for a long time, but in his heart, he felt that because of Gu's character back then, not accepting an intern might not be because he was afraid that the intern would be mad at him.
It's really possible.
Fitz was chatting with everyone here for a while, and the lawyers who were going downstairs went back upstairs and pushed the door into the conference room.
Just after everyone sat down one after another, Fitz glanced around and wondered, "Where's Moore? I remember he said he could come to the office to meet the intern today, hasn't he arrived yet?"
"I haven't seen him today." A gray-haired, gray-eyed lawyer replied, "Are you sure he's free?"
"You guys talk first, I'll contact him." After Fitz finished speaking, he immediately stepped out on stilettos.
Speaking of chatting, it was actually a more relaxed interview.
But no matter how relaxed it is, it is also an interview. The content always revolves around past experiences, and past experiences are based on the electronic files attached to the back of the registration card.
Professor Yan Da kept an elegant and relaxed smile and looked at the other interns throughout the whole process, without saying a word. After all, his registration card was obtained from the black market, and the electronic file was naturally fake. Since it is a fake student, you have to be humble, after all, it is easy to miss the point if you say too much. Therefore, in Yan Suizhi's electronic file, the past experience, commendation and participation in activities are all blank. At first glance, it looks like a network card, and the file is not loaded.
And because his appearance was too calm and relaxed, the seat was shamelessly closer to the lawyers.
So much so that during the more than 40-minute "interview" process, the intern subconsciously regarded him as an interviewer, and the lawyers did not realize that their camp had sneaked into an undercover agent, and even nodded their heads several times when they were excited. He also said to Yan Suizhi, "These interns are very good, aren't they?"
Professor Big Tail Wolf Yan also smiled politely, "It's pretty good."
The atmosphere is harmonious, and the guests are happy.
Until the lawyers left the conference room, no one noticed anything wrong.
Yan Suizhi was of course happy with the result. He had already restrained himself by interviewing those lawyers without the conditioned reflex.
But ten minutes later, he couldn't laugh anymore—
Fitz trotted back and forth between the attorney's office upstairs and the clerk's office downstairs, the rattling of high heels, apparently troubled by some temporary head-banging trouble.
"Really do this? Are you sure? Why do I think this is a very bad idea?" Fitz's voice came from outside the half-closed door, speaking very quickly, with a hint of... schadenfreude.
"Yes, I told him just now." A low male voice replied.
"Is it damaged?"
"Tsk—" the man said, "don't laugh like that, just do it like that. Come in, don't leave those young students there."
Everyone in the conference room looked at each other, confused.
Immediately afterwards, Fitz entered the door, cleared his throat and smiled and said: "You guys are doing very well, and the lawyers are very satisfied. But there is more regrettable news. Lawyer Moore, who was originally scheduled to accept the intern, Encountered a shuttle accident, stuck between two neighboring planets, and couldn't come back within half a month. Therefore, the intern originally reserved for him will be taken over by another excellent lawyer."
Yan Suizhi suddenly had an ominous premonition.
His sixth sense is always selective, the probability is about half and half, and it only works when it is unknown. Also called a prophecy, commonly known as the crow's mouth.
Fitz continued, "Let me tell you the specific assignment. Miss Phyllida, Attorney Dean is very happy to work with you during this time. Henry, congratulations, Attorney Elvis will be your teacher..."
She finished reporting the names of the others, and finally turned her head to Yan Suizhi with a bright smile, "Although I have said it just now, I still feel very sorry, and I regret Lawyer Moore again. But congratulations to you, Lawyer Gu will Will be your teacher here, good luck."
Yan Suizhi: "..."
It sounds like "good luck", but the tone is more like "good luck" anyway.
Professor Yan Da looked like someone had poured a bucket of liquid nitrogen over his head, and his smile was so cold that his face was about to crack.
After a few seconds, he eased his freezing and replied, "Thank you."
I'll try my best to run away from your excellent lawyer...but no guarantee.
After all, I ran a lot back then.
and…
Yan Suizhi smiled in his heart and said: You should go and tell Gu Yan, young people, please take care of yourself so that you can do it yourself.
So, another half an hour later, Yan Suizhi sat behind the intern's desk that Fitz found someone to place, and faced Gu Yan who was sitting behind the barrister's desk.
Yan Suizhi silently took a sip of coffee: "..."
Gu Yan also took a sip of coffee: "..."
The atmosphere was really mourning, and it was difficult to judge who was going to the grave for whom, and whose cup was more like pure cat shit.