All the goddesses in the world are lusting after my body.

As expected of a counselor, she has a knack for talking to students, which makes her seem more enlightened, while Jiang Tang seems like an immature student.

"I'll participate in the sports meet if no one in my class signs up."

But that shouldn't be the case. Sports meets award academic credits, and with all those exam-taking geniuses at Tianfu University... Jiang Tang doesn't think he'll get that opportunity, provided Mu Qimei doesn't pull any dirty tricks.

His gaze undoubtedly warned Mu Qimei of this.

Mu Qimei's adorable manner as she took small bites of the jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) made it hard for anyone to be wary of her.

"Then I'll take that as your agreement. Don't worry, there won't be any underhanded dealings. You're all my students, why would I favor you?"

Jiang Tang's lips twitched; Mu Qimei's words had absolutely no credibility.

However, occasionally, the level of care she showed for her students would make Jiang Tang wonder if she was really a good teacher and valued her students, including himself.

"Okay." Jiang Tang nodded. "If that's all we're talking about, then I'll be going now."

"Go, go, enjoy your last few peaceful days."

"Why do I feel like there's something hidden in your words?"

"How could that be?"

………………

The morning classes were packed, and the classrooms were even full.

Jiang Tang arrived a little late, and all the seats in the back were already taken. He had no choice but to endure the stares of the crowd and sit down in a seat in the front row.

As everyone knows, the most sought-after seats in a university classroom are the last three rows.

The least popular seat is the first row, which is closest to the teacher's desk. Almost no one sits there. Even the most studious students usually sit in the second row because that offers a wider view and doesn't interfere with listening to the lecture.

Jiang Tang sits in this very spot, and even when he plays on his phone, he has to think twice about whether he can withstand the teacher's "disappointed" gaze.

However, universities generally do not have strict requirements regarding students using their phones in class, and they do not confiscate students' phones like high schools do.

If you play around, you're wasting your own class time and your own life.

What stands out is that sense of self-awareness.

Jiang Tang was quite self-motivated; he opened his textbook and began to preview the material.

The first lecture was given by the vice dean of the entire college, and her course was the most rigorous and the most difficult to pass.

The students, who had long heard of her reputation from their seniors, didn't dare to take out their phones. Even if they did, they hid them under their textbooks, as if they had returned to the time when they secretly played on their phones under the teacher's nose in high school.

The vice dean, dressed in a very serious black uniform, with slightly curly short hair, walked gracefully onto the three-foot-high platform. Her thick black-rimmed glasses could not hide her serious and sharp gaze.

When she looked around the classroom, the whole room was silent, and no one dared to speak. Then, the only sound was the scratching of chalk on the blackboard.

She wrote her name, "Cheng Hongxia," neatly on the blackboard.

The veteran teachers all wrote very well on the blackboard, displaying a strong sense of dedication to teaching and nurturing students. However, some new teachers only know how to use computers to teach and look down on blackboards and chalk.

Teacher Cheng Hongxia then turned around, put down the chalk, and gave a brief self-introduction.

"Hello students, I am the teacher of this course, Introduction to Genetic Engineering, and the teacher of your first class at this school. I am very honored to be in this position."

“My name is Cheng Hongxia, you can call me Teacher Cheng.”

"I have seen that the students in our genetic engineering department are very energetic and ambitious. Before I even walked in, some students were already in the front row flipping through their books to preview the material. I am very pleased."

"I want to say this: what you bear on your shoulders is not only the future of your own lives, but also the future of all mankind."

"Don't laugh, I'm talking about something very serious. In the past, people divided the development of human technology into three stages, namely the 'steam age,' 'electric age,' and 'information age.' Now, in our academic circles, there is a view that is gradually becoming the mainstream."

"That is the fourth era that we humans are about to enter: the genetic era!"

Professor Cheng's teaching level is very high. He speaks with great intonation and shows students the broad prospects of their major.

Those with lofty aspirations can contribute to society, the nation, and humanity. However, Teacher Cheng Hongxia did not blame those with less ambitious aspirations. Instead, she understood and told them that if they wanted to make a lot of money, they also needed to learn this course well, the better they were, and that their employment prospects after graduation were equally broad.

After the speech, the students were all moved. Suddenly, anyone who took out their phone and neglected their studies was considered a grave sinner.

Jiang Tang listened attentively to the lectures and read the books diligently.

The book begins by recounting the discovery of genes, as well as the lives and research achievements of some great biologists and scientists.

The book also specifically recounts a detour that human society once took, when people had an inexplicable fear of so-called genetically modified foods, while at the same time, some illegal gene-editing experiments were being carried out in secret, resulting in some serious safety incidents.

These incidents forced the government to intervene and temporarily halt genetic research until the advent of a gene matching system.

This, to some extent, caused China's genetic engineering technology to lag behind that of foreign countries at its inception.

Fortunately, the new era has seen a surge of talent, especially the tireless efforts of some senior scientists in the field of bioscience, which have gradually enabled China's genetic engineering technology to catch up with and even surpass that of other countries.

"..."

Jiang Tang's pupils suddenly darkened as he stared intently at a picture in his textbook. It showed an elderly woman with white hair, a female biological scientist, facing the crowd with a kind smile.

It feels like I've seen it before.

In a daze, a scene flashed through his mind.

Inside the elevator, a kind-faced, white-haired old lady was smiling amiably at me before speaking.

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, young man."

Class monitor of Class 253

The big shot who could be featured in textbooks turned out to be an elderly neighbor lady from the same community.

Although Jiang Tang has a good memory, it is impossible to say that he can remember every detail like a photograph and look at it for comparison whenever he wants.

So all he could say was that the two were very similar, in their eyebrows, hairstyle, and even their age... uh.

However, it is obviously unlikely that one can determine from memory whether the elderly neighbor is the person in the textbook.

Under the occasional approving gaze of Teacher Cheng Hongxia, asking Jiang Tang to open his phone and search for this big shot's Baidu Encyclopedia entry in class... he couldn't bring himself to do something so courageous.

So we can only wait until get out of class is over before we can investigate.

But who knew that Vice Dean Cheng had such a habit during class?

She usually doesn't end her classes midway; she counts the time together, teaching two 90-minute sessions. According to her, this is to avoid interrupting her train of thought. She's not the kind of teacher who just reads from online courseware PPTs until the end of get out of class.

Jiang Tang also admitted that he had indeed benefited greatly from listening to her lectures, and the mystery of genetic engineering was slowly unveiled in front of the students.

So it wasn't until ninety minutes later, while other classrooms were still in session, that she closed her textbook, turned off the computer multimedia, took a sip from what appeared to be a thermos containing jasmine tea, and then announced in a low voice.

"get out of class dismissed."

At this point, there should still be about ten minutes before other classes are dismissed.

Jiang Tang let out a long breath, put down his textbook, took out his phone, and began searching for this big shot's Baidu Baike entry.

As shown above, Professor Du Yuanchao, a biologist, did indeed have a teaching experience at the School of Biological Sciences of Tianfu University, and even served as the dean of the school for a time, but that was more than ten or twenty years ago.

So, perhaps even the teacher Cheng Hongxia in front of me was once her colleague or student.

However, Baidu Baike only mentions her achievements, that she made profound contributions to gene matching systems, and that she has long focused on research into transgenics and gene replication, or cloning, with remarkable results. Of course, the cloning project seems to have been suspended.

In addition, she also devoted herself to gene optimization research, but there was no follow-up, so it is likely that she did not achieve any effective results.

"The boss has so much energy," Jiang Tang thought to himself as he read this.

As for her whereabouts, Professor Du Yuanchao's Baidu Baike page has not been updated since she retired a few years ago.

Perhaps she is enjoying her twilight years in another place, or perhaps the old lady you bumped into in the neighborhood who was discussing buying groceries online with other elderly women of the same age was her.

Anything is possible; in fact, Jiang Tang doesn't need to pay so much attention to this old lady.

But her words, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before," stirred up a storm of emotions in Jiang Tang.

But he couldn't really go back and search the whole neighborhood for that old lady just because of such a simple sentence.

This sentence is quite ordinary. Perhaps I look like one of the students that old lady used to teach, or perhaps I look like one of the celebrities she has seen.

Jiang Tang is bound to be mistaken for a celebrity; such misunderstandings have happened countless times since he was a child.

So for now, I'll just keep this as a coincidence to myself.

He picked up his books, intending to go to the door of another classroom to prepare for the next class and find a good spot where he could slack off, so that he wouldn't be like today, where Teacher Cheng stared at him for the entire class and praised him as an excellent role model from time to time.

The most painful thing for a person is to be praised to death.

That means if you don't do what others expect, you will suffer a backlash and receive completely opposite evaluations.

If Jiang Tang doesn't sit in the front row and behave well as a student when attending Vice Dean Cheng Hongxia's classes in the future, he'll probably have to endure the teacher's "disappointed" gaze, or even be criticized by name.

Of course, if Jiang Tang continues to attend classes honestly and diligently, and studies hard...

Correspondingly, Teacher Cheng will also treat Jiang Tang as a "good student," which will greatly benefit his future development at the school.

So after thinking it over, Jiang Tang accepted his status as a good student in the "Introduction to Genetic Engineering" course, and he no longer needed to rush to grab a seat, since the front row was always empty anyway.

He left the classroom through the front door. When the students from both classes first left, it was a bit noisy, as they were all talking to each other.

But when they got to the corridor and realized that the students in the nearby classrooms were still having class, they suddenly became quiet.

Regardless of individual cases, the students at Tianfu University are generally of very high caliber.

Jiang Tang glanced at the class schedule recorded in his phone's photo album, which showed that the second class would be held in classroom 213 on the second floor of another building.

He has a good memory, but sometimes he's too lazy to think about searching for fragments of memory, so he'll look for notes in his photo album instead.

But actually, it doesn't matter if you don't look, the classroom is full of students from the Department of Genetic Engineering, and for now, everyone is in the same place for classes.

Therefore, Jiang Tang could also go with the flow and arrive at the location of the second class.

Because he was too nervous during the first class, Jiang Tang drank all the water in the thermos that Shi Xue had prepared for him beforehand. So after he finished using the restroom, he planned to buy some drinks from the vending machines on each floor of the school building.

After going downstairs, I saw a vending machine.

In front of the vending machine, a girl was hesitating as she chose a drink.

Jiang Tang's gaze froze for a moment after falling on the girl's slender back, then lit up.

He then jogged over to the vending machine and came to the girl's side.

The sudden appearance of the figure beside her and the boy's breathing startled the girl. She turned around and saw Jiang Tang's face, but for a moment she couldn't recognize him at all.

But then, when Jiang Tang's figure overlapped with someone in her mind, the girl cried out in hesitation and surprise.

"...Jiang Tang?"