I am not a good person after my rebirth

Chapter 169: Late affection, even dogs despise it
"Yes, Professor Xu, come, put your arms around my waist, be intimate, we are strategic partners."

"Professor Xu doesn't mind, so why are you hesitating?"

"Thumbs up, smile. Show me your teeth."

Xu Lu, who was standing next to him, almost died of laughter in the studio when she saw Xu Shuangcheng, who was listless and dared not speak out.

Xu Shuangcheng, have you come to this day?
What a good thing this world has to offer, no one can escape the punishment of heaven.

To defeat a villain, you need to defeat the villain with magic.

After finally finishing the photo shoot, Xu Shuangcheng was sweating all over his back due to Chen Qingshan's scolding.

As a professor of philosophy, how could he stand being scolded like a dog by this brat?

Chen Qingshan first took a look at the photos, had a brief chat with the photographer, and told him his needs and what the final effect would be.

After explaining his needs, Chen Qingshan took the two professors to a round table and sat down.

Without any unnecessary politeness, he directly opened the notepad on his phone and asked, "Professor Xu, tell me about your published works."

As soon as he talked about this, Xu Shuangcheng instantly shook off his dejection and enthusiastically explained his work to Chen Qingshan.

He read out the titles of books in an eloquent manner, as if he were naming a dish.

Chen Qingshan frowned as he listened.

"Nietzsche's four words - God is dead, you all want to publish a book?"

"And what about the irrational thinking in the Critique of Pure Reason? Is that a book too?"

All I can say is that everything is Redology.

This is obviously the transfer and publication of papers, which is also a common practice in the domestic academic circles.

Commonly known as water books, they have no sales, but their resumes are inlaid with gold.

Xu Shuangcheng gritted his teeth and said, "These articles have all been published in Advances in Philosophy."

Chen Qingshan didn't raise his eyebrows and asked calmly, "C magazine?"

Xu Shuangcheng suddenly became depressed again, and uttered two words timidly, "General publication."

Chen Qingshan stopped talking, but this moment of silence was like a hard slap in the face, causing Xu Shuangcheng's cheek to hurt.

A general journal is not a journal?
This time, Xu Lu couldn't laugh anymore. It was really the same case. As for a thesis, how could it not be watery? If it wasn't watery, could it be called a thesis?

Especially in the humanities and social sciences, isn’t it just great scholars debating on Confucian classics?
After a moment of silence, Chen Qingshan asked again, "Professor Xu, tell me about the conferences you attended. It would be best if they were preceded by high-sounding words like 'Asia Pacific'. Don't mention conferences that you can't find even on the Internet."

Chen Qingshan was naturally not interested in these conferences, but he believed in them because the people liked to hear about them.

These resumes must be in bold font on the promotional posters.

"Professor Xu, is there a personal entry for you on Baidu?"

This question really stumped Xu Shuangcheng. He had never checked it himself. "Should there be one?!"

Chen Qingshan said, "I'll go back to the dormitory and check. It doesn't matter if there's none. I'll make one for you."

Now it is 12, and Baidu is the undisputed number one search engine in China. Ordinary people still quite recognize the authority of the information retrieved from Baidu.

However, Baidu took advantage of the trust of users and started a series of outrageous operations. In the end, it ruined itself.

One of the BAT trio that was once so powerful and invincible has finally fallen to a point where its market value is only a fraction of the other two.

It can be called a classic negative example.

After asking Xu Shuangcheng, Chen Qingshan turned to Xu Lu.

Xu Lu took the initiative and said, "Don't ask, I'll tell you in private." After seeing Xu Shuangcheng's embarrassment just now, Xu Lu was not willing to talk about her resume in front of others. It was so embarrassing.

When Xu Shuangcheng heard this, his face darkened again. "Xu Lu, please explain to me what you do in private."

Xu Shuangcheng is such a bastard. He used to wish Xu Lu would cheat on him so as to relieve his inner moral guilt. If they were both rotten, it wouldn't be rotten. But now that Xu Lu really showed signs of cheating, Xu Shuangcheng's eyes turned red. Even if Xu Lu exchanged glances with Chen Qingshan, Xu Shuangcheng felt that the hat on his head was cheated three points.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Lulu, are you free tonight? How about we go to Jinling Hotel for dinner? And then go to Confucius Temple? We haven't had a date for a long time."

Xu Shuangcheng's sudden invitation made Xu Lu a little surprised, followed by a burst of sneers.

He was afraid! He was afraid that he had really cheated.

Xu Lu just found it funny.

The child was starving, but you had milk. The snot was running down his mouth, but you knew to shake it off. Chen Qingshan was about to get angry with me, Xu Shuangcheng, have you finally regretted it?

Damn you!

Xu Lu pulled Chen Qingshan up from his seat and said, "Come on, Chen Qingshan, I'll take you back to school."

Not only that, but after Chen Qingshan stood up, she fell softly into Chen Qingshan's arms like a willow swaying in the wind, and said in a charming voice that Xu Shuangcheng had only heard when he was in love with Xu Lu, "Qingshan, dinner... I'll treat you..."

Xu Shuangcheng clenched his fists instantly, his eyes were bloodshot. Xu Bitch, what are you going to treat Chen Qingshan to dinner tonight?
In order to prevent Professor Xu from falling to the ground, Chen Qingshan had no choice but to reach out and support her slender waist.

Led by Xu Lu, they slowly walked out of the photo studio.

Professor Xu, please don't get me wrong. Professor Xu is just weak. When I supported his waist, I did it through his clothes.

The two got into the car and closed the door. Xu Lu gave a sly smile, just like a groundhog.

"Chen Qingshan, were you very proud just now?"

Chen Qingshan, who was wearing a seat belt, rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Yes, you used me as a tool to irritate Xu Shuangcheng, and I should thank you! I was afraid that Professor Xu would kill me with a knife!"

"But you are obviously secretly happy. Chen Qingshan, don't I know your abnormal psychology?"

Xu Lu tapped her index finger, signaling Chen Qingshan to look somewhere. The mouth can lie, but the body cannot.

Chen Qingshan turned his body sideways and adjusted his posture at the trouser pocket, feeling embarrassed for a rare time.

Professor Xu, please have some shame. Take back your rude look.

……

On Chen Qingshan’s way back to school.

After the 2012 freshmen of Jinling University marched in formation, listened to the summary speech of the instructor representative, and the speech "The First Dream of the School Year" by the president of Jinling University, the military training for the freshmen of Jinling University officially came to an end.

Each class exited in an orderly manner in a square formation.

Before they even stepped out of the playground, the students' true colors were revealed. The neat square formation disappeared in an instant. The transition from strict discipline to disorganized guerrillas only required crossing the line on the playground.

The leadership team in the stands were still watching the students leave. Seeing this scene, although their eyes twitched, they were used to it. No class of students was worry-free.

After returning to the dormitory, Chen Yu took a shower first and soaked his military training uniform.

Then he walked behind his roommate Qian Jia and forcibly took over the hair dryer from Qian Jia, who was blowing her hair, and said, "Jia Jia, let me help you blow dry your hair."

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

Qian Jia became alert.

Sure enough, before the blowing lasted a minute, Chen Yu leaned over and rested his pointed chin on Qian Jia's soft shoulder. He frowned and said thoughtfully, "Qian Jia, what do you think Chen Qingshan feels about me?"

(End of this chapter)