My art is too advanced.

Chapter 318 Where Did Teacher Zhou Go? (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!!)

"Why haven't we seen Professor Zhou lately?" a vice principal asked, looking at a vice dean of the School of Architecture.

The vice dean gently touched his nose. He was speechless. How could they ask him about this?

Since it was a meeting, the vice dean looked at Dean Chen of the School of Humanities.

Dean Chen also found it somewhat amusing.

"Professor Zhou is probably quite busy lately. He's been busy with the collation of ancient books. He asked me about the whereabouts of a batch of books earlier, and then he went to look at them."

"Teacher Zhou, do you still need to read books? What ancient books? Do you want to explore those ancient buildings?"

Another vice principal also spoke up out of curiosity.

It's hard to imagine.

For so long, not a single dean of the college has been seen, and even during meetings, it's the vice dean who comes to oversee things.

The affairs of the academy naturally fell to this vice dean.

It's clear how difficult it is to work under someone like Teacher Zhou.

Teacher Zhou is rarely seen, like a dragon appearing only once a day.

After all, he's a young man, so the higher-ups were quite lenient with Zhou Yue regarding internal academy affairs and didn't bother him too much.

After being informed in a meeting, the vice dean handled everything himself, which shows that the vice dean has considerable power within their college.

Basically, Zhou Yue would only inquire about, but not interfere with, everything in the academy.

"Principal Li probably doesn't know yet, but Teacher Zhou is currently writing a dictionary, so she doesn't have much free time. She's basically been going to various libraries to look at books."

Principal Li fell silent for a moment.

"No, he's the dean of an architecture school, and he's gone off to compile dictionaries?"

This is what everyone is thinking.

They're basically all neglecting their duties. After all, he's the dean of an architecture school, and a professor at that. He doesn't even care about the affairs of the school, and he finds other people to teach his classes at various universities.

You went to read books by yourself?

Can this be right?

But Zhou Yue didn't care about all that. He just did what he thought of. Anyway, he had already arranged everything very clearly. As for whether his subordinates could do it or do it well, that was not his concern.

In short, the people under his command are all quite capable.

Lin Ning was responsible for reviewing most of the courses and journals, and he also taught the classes.

As for Lin Ning's abilities, there is basically no need for others to question them. With his level of education, although he has overseas study experience, studying abroad is, in a sense, a bonus, especially from top universities.

Such a resume is almost impossible to find among doctoral students at Ningbo University.

After all, their school's level is really too low.

Moreover, everyone knows about his relationship with Teacher Zhou.

For a long time, the two of them were almost always together. Zhou Yue would bring him along whenever he attended an academic conference.

This represents a kind of inheritance. Teacher Zhou has made a great name for himself in this field, and someone really needs to carry on his legacy. But the problem is that Teacher Zhou is only in his twenties. He's not in his prime at all; he's practically a young man!
In short, they still completely trusted Lin Ning, and Lin Ning's abilities were worthy of that trust.

The principals were just mentioning it briefly. After all, even though Teacher Zhou was away, he didn't disrupt the school's work; everything was arranged perfectly, and there was no need for accountability. They were just asking a question. After all, Zhou Yue had been far too outstanding at the meeting.

Although he doesn't usually offer any major opinions, it's quite a novel thing to see a black-haired head among so many white-haired and bald people.

But during this period.

Lin Ning was starting to complain.

"Brother Yue, when are you coming back? I can't take it anymore!"

“Look at all the designs I have to do every day, and then I have to teach your classes. Your classes are really scattered, even all over the country. Today you fly here, tomorrow you go there, and you even have to teach students. I haven’t been getting eight hours of sleep lately.”

"Calm down, I'll be back in about two weeks. I'll bring you some delicious food and local specialties then."

"I don't believe you for a second, Brother Yue!"

"Please come back soon, I can't take it anymore!"

“This is nothing,” Zhou Yue said with a smile. “This is only one-fifth of my previous workload. I’ve already given all the other papers to Dr. Dong, and I haven’t even asked him to attend the lectures yet.”

"So compared to my workload back then, your workload is nothing."

In the video, Lin Ning rolled her eyes at him.

He simply pretended not to see it.

"Although my workload is indeed not as heavy as Yue's, Yue, do you know what's really scary? I've discovered that you don't need to prepare lessons at all. Even when you're teaching, you just go straight to the point and talk about your own things. You basically don't even look at the textbook!"

"But we ordinary people can't do that. Even just taking the textbook and teaching it requires a period of time to adapt and to understand some of the formulas and knowledge in the textbook."

"Even though I've studied it, who can guarantee that I won't forget anything after all these years? Or that I can even explain it to others?"

“If the course is poorly taught, no one will read it. I remember at Peking University, when people saw it was me, half the people in the classroom left.”

"Isn't there still half left?" Zhou Yue didn't care.

"Unless they don't want the points for this class, the remaining people are your core group. You can hardly pay attention to the others. They are all here for me, not necessarily for the academics, knowledge, or some architectural stuff."

"So, just bear with it a little longer, and I'll video chat with you tonight to explain the design."

Lin Ning, "..."

He wondered why pursuing a PhD was so tiring.

However, when he saw Dr. Dong, he felt that he was actually fine.

In fact, Zhou Yue handed over most of the work to Dr. Dong.

Whether it's journal articles or collaborative projects.

Dr. Dong has even more work to do.

But one thing is certain: Dr. Dong never complains of being tired.

He can do almost anything you want him to do, and he does it very well.

Zhou Yue felt that the two people had completely different styles, but the only thing they had in common was that their academic level had risen steadily, especially after studying with him for a period of time, their improvement was terrifying.

(End of this chapter)