Qiao Ai from the music department just recommended himself, but Mr. Nie was indifferent and refused directly.
At this moment, he proactively asked a student who had chosen the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine about his minor major.
Liang Lu and Cheng Wu's faces turned ugly again, completely confused by the scene in front of them.
—This Qiao Nian... what is it about him that attracts the attention of the only two honorary professors at Tsinghua University? !
"You major in Chinese medicine, and you have to minor in another major. If you major in medicine, your minor can't be related to medicine. That would be boring." Nie Mi didn't care what other people thought of his actions at the moment, he was completely relaxed On persuading Qiao Nian: "How about learning music?"
Music department teacher:…
She hurriedly looked at Qiao Nian's student file.
There is not a single word in the specialty column above.
Empty!
It's true that she didn't remember it wrong. This student named Qiao Nian did not write that she had any expertise in music.
Unlike Qiao Ai, who is an eighth-level piano player and has some basic knowledge of other instruments, she doesn't know how to play any instrument.
The teacher in the music department was a little confused. He didn't know why Nie Mi fell in love with such a student with no foundation.
The music department is different from other departments in that it has strong professional requirements. Musical instruments cannot be learned overnight, nor can you learn musical instruments well only by doing well in math and language. Students need to learn these from an early age. With a foundation in this area, they can guide students on their original basis and teach them more skills. something on.
Qiao Nian... To be honest, she couldn't understand the meaning of Nie Mi's actions.
She didn't understand but didn't dare to interrupt, let alone challenge Nie Mi, saying that Nie Mi was not doing the right thing and this student couldn't teach him.
After all, the personality and temperament of the honorary professor in their department is different from that of Mr. Huang from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Mr. Huang calls it Gentle Yida.
Their boss Nie...
The music teacher remembered his attitude when he mercilessly rejected the girl who volunteered, and silently shut his mouth. She didn't want to be slapped in the face by Mr. Nie in public, so she decided to wait and see...
"Music can cultivate your sentiments, and you can also take a break and have some fun after getting tired of studying boring Chinese medicine."
Shen Yugui: "..."
Boring Chinese medicine
He was stabbed inexplicably.
Mr. Huang didn't react at all. He still had a faint expression on his face. It was obviously not the first day he met Nie Mi. He understood Nie Mi's character and knew that he didn't mean any harm in what he said, but it was just unpleasant.
He only glanced at Qiao Nian in surprise, as if he was a little confused, not understanding why Nie Mi also fell in love with Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian never thought that she would have to take two courses in college. She usually had a lot of things to do, so forget about high school. If she didn't want to go to college, she would go to school every day.
"I don't necessarily have time."
This is tantamount to rejection.
But Nie Mi looked like he didn't understand the meaning of rejection, and immediately said: "It doesn't matter, I have time, I will wait for your time. When you are free, we will study, and when you are not free, you can do your own thing, how about I won't restrict you?" "
Qiao Nian's temples twitched, and she wanted to say 'no' back to him.
However, Nie Mi stared at her unblinkingly with a pair of expectant eyes, making it difficult for her to say her rejection.
She felt a little depressed. She realized that since she came out of Qiao's house, her heart seemed to be getting softer and softer, and it was becoming more and more difficult to reject others. She was a little irritable, narrowed her dark eyes, and sighed: "I really don't know. If you can find time to come, it’s okay for you to put your name on it, then that’s okay for me.”
(End of chapter)