The story begins with the protagonist picking up her older sister's best friend, who turns out

Early autumn swept away the last trace of summer's heat, leaving only coolness and comfort, with warm and tranquil sunlight.

"Hmm~"

Jiang Wanqiu lazily got up and stretched her slender waist.

Surprisingly, she had a good night's sleep...

The fog that had been pressing on her chest suddenly dissipated; she had already fallen asleep by 10 p.m. last night.

She got up, washed up, and went out. The gentle breeze felt nice on her face. Every now and then, students passing by would greet her, and she would respond with a slight smile.

This left her students, who had previously taken her classes and knew how "cold and strict" she usually was, speechless.

"Professor Jiang, what's wrong? You seem to be in a good mood."

However, the pleasant mood was quickly wiped away upon arriving at the Faculty of Arts building.

"Hiss... Where's my car? Why hasn't that brat brought it back yet?"

Today, she still taught her first class at 8:00 AM. Logically speaking, it should already be 7:50 AM, and most of the students should already be in the lecture hall.

She pursed her red lips, took a step, and walked towards the classroom.

Five minutes later…

Da da da…

The sound of high heels outside the classroom grew closer and closer, and the previously noisy classroom immediately fell silent.

As Jiang Wanqiu entered the classroom, everyone's attention was drawn to her. Her unique temperament and stunning beauty gave off an invisible sense of pressure.

She looked up and saw that the classroom was packed with people. This class was originally only for students from the first and second classes of Chinese Language and Literature, totaling about eighty people.

But now, it's overcrowded, with more than a hundred people.

Jiang Wanqiu was used to it. Although she knew that she had a bad reputation among the students she taught, she was the most beautiful teacher at Jiangcheng University in the eyes of the students who did not teach her, and naturally, many people came to see her beauty.

With a few minutes left before class, Jiang Wanqiu quietly organized her lesson plan. She possessed an aura of elegance and grace, and if she were to wear a cheongsam, she would clearly resemble a talented woman from the Republican era.

She slowly raised her head, glanced around, and her brows furrowed slightly.

She is slightly nearsighted, but the degree is not high, only about 200 degrees, so she doesn't wear glasses in daily life.

However, during class, in order to clearly see each student's state, whether they were secretly sleeping, playing on their phones, or even chewing on their lips, she would wear those gold-rimmed glasses.

My gaze fell upon the small group of boys in Class 1 of Chinese Language and Literature.

It's easy to find; it must be in the last row by the window.

But they found only three boys there, winking and whispering to each other.

Where is Lu Wang?

Jiang Wanqiu searched through the group of girls again, including Liu Chun, who had left a deep impression on her during military training, but she couldn't find her there...

He frowned, then took out the roster and began calling out names.

"He Mengmeng!"

"To...to..."

"Liu Chun!"

"arrive."

"Wang Xing!"

"arrive!"

……

"Lu Wang!"

no respond.

"Lu Wang!!!"

Jiang Wanqiu called out again, and a slightly trembling male voice rang out from the corner of the lecture hall.

"Here!"

Jiang Wanqiu's gentle gaze suddenly turned sharp, like an icicle in the dead of winter!

"Xu Zhe! Stand up! Your name is Lu Wang, right?!"

The F4 members realized Lu Wang wasn't there, so they immediately started calling and messaging him, but...

Lu Wang's phone was turned off...

Wang Xing was slapping his thigh repeatedly.

"Brother Lu must have been late because of that rich woman who drove a Panamera yesterday! Brother Lu is so smart, doesn't he even think about it? Rich women's money isn't that easy to earn! Can his puny frame handle it?! I should have done it, sigh..."

This greatly worried everyone.

If it were a regular calculus or political class, skipping it wouldn't be a big deal, but this is Jiang Wanqiu's class!

This is terrible.

Unexpectedly, Professor Jiang, who did not call roll yesterday, did call roll today. In a moment of urgency, Xu Zhe, a generous and loyal friend, decided to step forward.

Although I mustered up my courage, my voice still trembled uncontrollably.

Xu Hongbo couldn't help but give a thumbs up and exclaim in admiration.

"Brother Xu is awesome!"

Wang Xing chimed in, "Brother Xu isn't from the district!"

Of course, the consequences of showing off and being overly loyal can also be severe.

Jiang Wanqiu saw through it on the spot…

When his name was called, Xu Zhe was so frightened that he quickly stood up, trembling.

The classroom fell silent instantly.

It wasn't that they were gloating; they were genuinely worried for Xu Zhe.

"It's over, Abbess Miejue is about to use her Snow-Piercing Cloud Palm!"

Jiang Wanqiu strode down from the podium, taking three steps at a time, and quickly stood beside Xu Zhe. Her fair face was now even paler, and her beautiful eyes looked at Xu Zhe with an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"I'm asking you a question. Your name is Lu Wang, right?"

Xu Zhe lowered his head. After all, they had just graduated from high school and had all experienced being scolded by their high school homeroom teachers. They had a natural fear of teachers, especially homeroom teachers.

"Fine, so you're going to play the hero by not saying anything, huh? Then where's Xu Zhe?!"

Jiang Wanqiu picked up the roster and was about to cross out Xu Zhe's name in the blink of an eye.

Blackie Wang Xing suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Professor Jiang, actually! Lu Wang is sick!"

Xu Hongbo clenched his fists and mustered his courage, whispering something to himself.

"Yes, Brother Lu is sick."

But no one dared to meet Jiang Wanqiu's gaze; the aura emanating from her seemed to be able to tear people apart at any moment.

As expected, the title of Abbess Miejue was well-deserved.

"If you're sick, you can ask me or Teacher Yan for leave normally."

She wouldn't believe a single word those three boys said.

It's perfectly normal for boys to cover for each other.

"All three of you, stand at the classroom door as punishment! Fifty points will be deducted from your participation grade!"

"ah?!?!"

All three screamed in agony at the same time.

At Jiangcheng University, half of the grade is based on coursework.

So that means I need to get 90 on the final exam to pass?!

However, if you make a mistake, you have to admit it and stand up straight when you get punished.

The three brothers didn't dare to complain and stood obediently at the classroom door.

A flash of annoyance crossed Jiang Wanqiu's eyes.

Great! Lu Wang, I even kindly gave him a birthday present!

Your tail's standing on end!

She even dared to skip my class!

Points deducted!

Points deducted!!

All gone!!!

At this moment, some classmates were whispering and discussing Lu Wang's skipping class.

Even those who helped answer the questions had 50 points deducted.

Shouldn't Lu Wang, the culprit, lose a hundred points?!

Even if you get 100 on the final exam, you're guaranteed to fail!

Jiang Wanqiu's expression returned to its cold and stern tone.

"quiet!"

"Turn to page five of your textbook, 'The Return,' let's begin class!"

The classroom fell silent instantly, with only the sound of pages turning.

At the classroom door, Xu Zhe was clearly on the verge of tears, his back soaked with sweat, but he was still putting on a show.

"Don't be afraid. My dad is good friends with the president of Jiangcheng University. I'll have him make a phone call when I get back. Professor Jiang won't dare to fail our department."