Forced into a romantic relationship.

Although the idea that good deeds are rewarded is not so popular these days, he is still willing to lend a helping hand to others as much as possible without affecting himself.

"If a phone number isn't convenient, Fetion will do, but a phone number is preferred because I don't use Fetion much."

Seeing that the woman was starting to talk to herself, Han Zhou felt a little helpless and had no choice but to say, "Then take out your phone."

"Wait a mininute."

Ouyang Lianyu patted herself all over and then looked through the bag on her lap. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she said with annoyance, "Oh no, I think I left my phone at the hospital."

Han Zhou was taken aback: "The thing you mentioned leaving behind at the hospital, is that your cell phone?"

“No.” Ouyang Lianyu shook her head. “I was referring to a document.”

So you only just realized you didn't bring your phone...

Han Zhou's lips twitched. This forgetful behavior didn't seem to have much to do with an eight-point intelligence...

Ouyang Lianyu quickly regained her composure and said, "It's alright, just read out the number, I can remember it."

Han Zhou read it aloud.

He was about to repeat it a few more times when he heard the other person say with satisfaction, "Okay, I've got it."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Are you sure you remembered it?"

"Of course, his name is Han Zhou, he is a student, his height is about 1.8 meters, he is thin but very strong, and his explosive power and speed are amazing. His phone number is... I have memorized all of this."

She spoke very quickly and repeated Han Zhou's phone number word for word.

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "Wait, are you profiling a criminal suspect...?"

"of course not."

Ouyang Lianyu covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's just that I'm a bit face-blind, so I'm more used to remembering a person by their features other than their face."

Han Zhou became interested, but then he was a little puzzled: "But what you just said can't really be considered a characteristic, can it? If we don't mention names, there should be quite a few people who fit the above description."

Ouyang Lianyu said in a serious tone, "Voice is one of the most distinctive features of a person. Everyone's voice is different. I remember your voice, and combined with other features, it is easy to distinguish you."

Han Zhou was filled with respect: "Recognizing a person by their voice? That must be much harder than recognizing a face, right?"

He suddenly realized that the other person's eight points of intelligence weren't entirely useless.

Ouyang Lianyu smiled without saying a word, squinted at his face for a while, and said, "Anyway, thank you very much for your help today. I should probably go now. By the way, your dark circles seem a bit severe. You should go back and rest early too."

Dark circles under the eyes?

Han Zhou was taken aback. He always went to bed early and got up early, and his daily routine was very regular. How could he have dark circles under his eyes?

However, he quickly realized that this guy might not be referring to the bruise on his eye.

He certainly wouldn't go out wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, so the bruises would be visible.

Recalling that Ouyang Lianyu usually squinted when she looked at him, Han Zhou's expression became a little strange, and he asked doubtfully, "Are you sure you have face blindness and not a problem with your eyesight?"

Ouyang Lianyu's expression changed slightly, but she still tried to remain calm: "I do have a bit of face blindness."

What about eyesight?

"Your eyesight is fine..."

Han Zhou was skeptical and held up one finger, asking, "Which finger am I holding up now?"

Ouyang Lianyu squinted for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Middle...middle finger?"

Han Zhou laughed: "Is your middle finger really that short?"

He was now certain that the guy had vision problems.

Ouyang Lianyu secretly compared it with her own hand, and tentatively asked again, "Thumb?"

"It's the little finger. The difference in thickness between the thumb and little finger is so obvious, how could you mistake it? You still won't admit that you have a problem with your eyesight?"

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Ouyang Lianyu felt a little guilty: "I do have a problem with my eyesight, and I'm not denying it, I'm just a little embarrassed..."

Han Zhou was a little puzzled: "What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Because I also left my glasses at the hospital..."

A question mark popped up above Han Zhou's head.

Documents, phone, glasses—what else did you leave behind at the hospital?

According to Ouyang Lianyu herself, she is farsighted and cannot see clearly at any distance or up close. However, she can see a little better at distant objects, but it is difficult to see clearly up close.

So she still couldn't see Han Zhou's face clearly, and she was too embarrassed to tell him that she had even forgotten her glasses at the hospital, so she pretended to be face-blind to save face.

Han Zhou was dumbfounded. He had almost actually believed the woman's nonsense, thinking that she could distinguish people by their voices, and he was even marveling at how gifted she was. Now he realized that he had been thinking too much.

Seeing that she had been exposed, Ouyang Lianyu was too embarrassed to stay any longer and immediately said goodbye: "Thank you so much for tonight. Although I didn't see your face clearly, I will definitely remember this kindness. Please remember to call me if you need any help."

The problem is you didn't tell me your phone number...

Han Zhou felt helpless. Seeing the woman struggling to push her wheelchair up the slope, he hesitated and asked, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

"No need, goodbye."

Ouyang Lianyu gave a weak smile, pushed her wheelchair up the slope, and gradually disappeared from his sight.

Han Zhou sighed and stood at the intersection without moving.

As expected, he soon heard a familiar scream. He turned around at the intersection and saw that Ouyang Lianyu's wheelchair was sliding downhill again out of control. Obviously, this guy didn't have enough strength to keep pushing the wheelchair uphill, and this was the result after he ran out of strength.

Unlike before, this time Ouyang Lianyu slid backward, unable to see anything behind her, feeling as if she might tip over or bump into something at any moment, so her screams were even more miserable than before.

Fortunately, a hand stopped the wheelchair in time.

Turning around, I saw a blurry face behind me.

Han Zhou's helpless voice rang in Ouyang Lianyu's ears as he asked the same question again.

Are you sure you really don't need my help?

Ouyang Lianyu knew she couldn't keep up the act, and covered her face in embarrassment.

"If it's not too much trouble..."

"It's alright, I just needed to kill some time anyway."

Han Zhou was full of energy and needed to find something to do, so he immediately pushed his wheelchair up the slope.

Ouyang Lianyu felt uneasy, thinking that she had really caused this student a lot of trouble. She was clearly much more mature than the other person. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. After saying "thank you", she stopped talking.

However, she quite enjoyed the feeling. When she first sat in the wheelchair, she never imagined that one day someone would push her up such a long slope.

"Am I heavy?"

After a long pause, she asked somewhat nervously.

"One of the uses of a wheelchair is to reduce weight," Han Zhou's voice came from behind.

What kind of answer is this? Is it a tacit admission that I'm overweight?

Ouyang Lianyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Aren't you curious about what I do?"

Actually, when she asked Han Zhou if he was a student, she hoped he would ask her about her profession in return, but unfortunately, he didn't seem interested.

"Anything is fine, just please don't be a doctor."

"why?"

Han Zhou laughed and said, "I'm worried you'll leave the scalpel inside the patient's stomach."

Ouyang Lianyu blushed. Forgetfulness was indeed her old problem, and she couldn't refute it. She could only take a deep breath and pretend to be dignified, saying, "I am actually a teacher!"

Han Zhou chuckled: "Is he the kind of teacher who has to ask students to borrow books during class? Or is he the kind who is face-blind and can only recognize students by their voices?"

At this point, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, which could be considered revenge for the other party's earlier attempt to confuse and deceive him.

Ouyang Lianyu blushed even more, but still tried to remain calm and asked, "Where are you a student from?"

"A freshman at Lincheng University."

"Oh? A top student."

Ouyang Lianyu's eyes lit up, seemingly surprised, "What's your major?"

"E-commerce".

Han Zhou didn't hide anything and asked with a smile, "And you, which school do you teach at?"

"me?"

Ouyang Lianyu was in a great mood, and a smile suddenly appeared on her lips. "I also come from Lincheng University."

Such a coincidence?

Han Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "So what do you teach? If I ever have the chance to take your class, I can consider bringing you an extra book."

He continued to criticize the other person for being forgetful.

Ouyang Lianyu wasn't angry, but she straightened her back a little and said with a half-smile, "Never mind what I teach, but if nothing unexpected happens, I should be your freshman counselor."

counselor?

Han Zhou's smile froze, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart: "Wh...which major?"

Noticing the change in the other person's tone, Ouyang Lianyu suddenly felt a sense of triumph, and her smile widened.

"Your major."

Han Zhou fell into a daze.

Chapter 101 Mo Yixia's Father?

Pushing the wheelchair up the long slope, Han Zhou finally saw a huge banyan tree at the intersection.

This banyan tree has been here since he was a child, but unlike what he remembers, the barbecue restaurant under the banyan tree is gone, and the sign has been replaced with "Aunt He's Breakfast Shop".

"Wow, things have changed a lot here."

Han Zhou looked around. He remembered that this street on the slope used to be similar to the area near his home, with mostly residential buildings and hardly any shops. But now it had changed drastically. Not only had the road been widened, but there were also many more shops on both sides of the street. There were quite a few pedestrians coming and going, and vehicles passed by from time to time. Even the streetlights were exceptionally bright. No wonder Ouyang Lianyu dared to go home in her wheelchair at night.

Hearing Han Zhou's remark, Ouyang Lianyu asked curiously, "Han Zhou, has this place changed a lot? What was it like around here before?"

Since learning about their teacher-student relationship, she straightened her back considerably. Not only did her tone change, but she also changed how she addressed Han Zhou, now acting as his teacher.