Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

The original book, "The Rise of Great Powers," contains over 300,000 words and is divided into nine volumes, but the author also wants to write a tenth volume, "The Great Xia Dynasty."

The original intention of this book was to provide a reference for the development of the Great Xia Dynasty, so Chu Shijun had a general idea of ​​how to write this chapter on the Great Xia Dynasty.

Considering the future development of the Great Xia Dynasty, this chapter on the Great Xia Dynasty could be written as a prospect, suggestions, etc., which would be in line with his identity as a college student. If he writes it a little exaggeratedly, others would only see it as a student's beautiful vision for the future, rather than as boastful talk.

Of course, some public intellectuals saw it and he was bound to be criticized, but Chu Shijun didn't write these things for them.

Therefore, the complete book that Chu Shijun expected would probably be around 450,000 words.

In addition, since he can only copy by hand now, he has to speed up his work, as there are only two years left until graduation.

……

The next day, after a summer break and more than a month of quiet, Handong University resumed operations.

With all new students having completed their enrollment yesterday, classes officially began today in all colleges.

As third-year students, Chu Shijun and his classmates didn't have many classes this semester, and some courses even ended in the middle of the semester.

This morning I have two classes: one is Gao Yuliang's history class, and the other is Liang Lu's law class.

As usual, Chu Shijun and his three roommates arrived on time. Under Gao Yuliang's calm gaze and the winks and smirks of their classmates, the four of them entered the classroom, greeted "Hello, Teacher Gao," and then took their seats.

The other two went to the back row, while Chu Shijun and Qi Tongwei went directly to the first row. The seats that Gao Yuliang had reserved for them were right in front of the lectern.

After sitting down, Chu Shijun turned around and winked at Pei Qianqian, just as the school bell rang.

On the podium, Gao Yuliang adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and announced loudly, "Class begins!"

Immediately, he turned around and wrote three words on the blackboard: Modern History.

"Students, you have now entered your third year of university, which means you are getting closer and closer to entering society. In the past, I have told you a lot about ancient history and I often said that we should learn from history. But now, you should also look at the present and feel the changes in modern history and the features of social development."

"I won't go into too much detail about modern world history. I'll talk about a certain period when I come across it. Afterwards, if you're interested, you can also look up information in the library. Starting today, I'll focus on the historical changes and social development of our Great Xia in modern times..."

As a teacher, Gao Yuliang's lectures were very humorous. Despite the weight of history, his lectures were engaging and captivating, with his numerous references and allusions.

Perhaps the scholarly spirit he displayed in the drama was cultivated during his time as a teacher, and that scholarly air also contributed to his unwillingness to bow his head in the end.

A class period passes quickly; in Gao Yuliang's class, students seem to forget about time.

Even after Gao Yuliang tapped the podium and said "Class dismissed," many people were still reluctant to leave.

'Pa pa pa'

Chu Shijun, who was sitting in the front row, quickly responded and led the applause.

Soon, enthusiastic applause filled the classroom.

On the podium, Gao Yuliang glanced at Chu Shijun with a smile in his eyes, picked up his thermos, nodded to the students below, and strode out of the classroom.

"Oh dear, Shijun, I'm a step behind you again," Qi Tongwei said regretfully, shaking his head.

"It's not that you're always slow; sometimes you're faster than me," Chu Shijun teased.

Upon hearing this, Qi Tongwei immediately rolled his eyes.

The two times he was faster than Chu Shijun, it was when Gao Yuliang was in a bad mood. He led the applause once and was scolded each time.

This is why Gao Yuliang believes that Qi Tongwei still needs to hone his skills; sometimes he is too eager for quick success and doesn't know how to read people's expressions.

Little did he know that Chu Shijun had witnessed many twists and turns in later generations.

How can you clap in a way that pleases the leader? Too loud, too soft, too fast—it has to be just right. Clap when the leader thinks you've said something well, or when the leader seems a little thirsty.

So much so that teacups placed in a straight line and chairs three-tenths of an inch away from the table have become standards, and are even a science in themselves.

If you can't even handle these small things, how can you expect to improve? You'd be lucky if you didn't even guard the reservoir.

……

The time between classes passed quickly, and the bell rang for the next class.

As soon as the bell rang, Chu Shijun caught a glimpse of Qi Tongwei standing to the side and tensed up, because this class was Liang Lu's law class.

Soon, Liang Lu, who was about 1.6 meters tall and wearing a simple polo shirt, walked in. The thirty-year-old Liang Lu had a soft oval face with a few strands of hair hanging down her forehead, giving her a gentle and graceful appearance. Her skin was as smooth as cream, fair with a faint red tinge, and her almond-shaped eyes were bright and spirited.

Upon seeing Liang Lu again, Chu Shijun couldn't help but sigh that the title of "campus belle of Han University" was indeed well-deserved. As for the later campus belle, Zhong Xiaoai, he could only say that his aesthetic sense had been downgraded.

Of course, this is also because Pei Qianqian hasn't fully matured yet and doesn't dress herself up very elaborately. If she dressed up carefully, Chu Shijun believes that the title of school beauty would definitely change hands.

Just then, Chu Shijun felt Pei Qianqian kick him from behind. He looked up at the stage, then turned his head and found that Pei Qianqian's eyes were slightly drifting to the right front.

Chu Shijun immediately understood, turned his head, and sure enough, found Qi Tongwei staring wide-eyed, not blinking.

Looking again at Chen Yang in the distance, his face had turned ashen.

"It seems that our Director Qi is about to make a choice," Chu Shijun thought to himself.

"Attend class."

At this moment, Liang Lu, who had just finished writing on the blackboard, turned around and keenly noticed Qi Tongwei's gaze. She immediately looked up and scanned downwards, subtly passing over the two of them.

But he didn't say much more. However, when he started lecturing, his voice became much more cheerful and filled with joy.

Liang Lu's law class was fairly standard, but not as engaging as Gao Yuliang's class.

After a class, even the energetic Chu Shijun felt a little sleepy. There was nothing he could do; this was the norm for college students. It would be abnormal if they weren't sleepy in class.

After class, Liang Lu walked quickly out of the classroom.

The students in the classroom gradually left in twos and threes.

Chen Yang picked up his book, walked over to Qi Tongwei, tapped the table, and then left.

"Go ahead, whatever you're thinking, you need to make it clear. I'll get your books for you. Remember, you won't get a second chance to regret your choices. There are two paths, left and right, you always have to choose one," Chu Shijun said.

Upon hearing this, Qi Tongwei gave a wry smile, nodded, pushed the book over, and then got up and strode out to chase after him.

At this moment, Pei Qianqian came closer from behind, staring at Chu Shijun without saying a word.

"This is none of your business. Just focus on living your own lives." Chu Shijun reached out and poked her head, then stood up and said, "Come on, let's eat. I'll reward you for copying my manuscript when we're done."

"Hmph, fine, I don't care to hear it anyway." Pei Qianqian puffed out her cheeks and quickly packed up her books.

"When it's your turn to know, you'll be told. After all, it's their private matter."

"Oh dear, you talk like my dad, even using riddles." Pei Qianqian rolled her eyes.

Hearing this, Chu Shijun chuckled to himself. Being your father is fine too, I can be one for a certain period of time.

The two of them joked and played around as they walked towards the cafeteria.

As they passed a garden, Pei Qianqian tugged at him, gesturing for him to look into the distance.

Chu Shijun looked up and saw Chen Yang and Qi Tongwei standing face to face in the distance near the grove.

Chen Yang was excitedly saying something, while Qi Tongwei remained silent, his head bowed, though his body trembled slightly.

Finally, Chen Yang shoved Qi Tongwei away and ran away into the distance.

Qi Tongwei then looked up, reached out his hand, but ultimately did not say anything to persuade him to stay.

Seeing this, Chu Shijun understood that Qi Tongwei had made his choice.

By avoiding some detours, becoming a department head might not be his final destination.

At this moment, Qi Tongwei also saw the two of them, nodded from a distance, and then silently walked towards the dormitory.

"Qianqian, after you finish eating, go to the library and wait for me. I'll bring him some food," Chu Shijun said, turning his head.

"Mmm," Pei Qianqian didn't say much, but just tightened her grip on their hands.