It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

If she didn't agree, she had already said those things, and Li Cheng had indeed helped her a lot, so she felt embarrassed to refuse.

So that night, Lavoisier tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She was incredibly anxious, much like the days after Li Cheng brought her half a copy of "Introduction to Basic Chemistry" and gave her a large sum of money.

After all, if he could, Lavoisier would prefer to start with a Shakespearean romance.

Although she hadn't considered it before, the conditions weren't right then. Now that she has the means, her aspirations are naturally higher.

Five days passed in this state of anxiety, and she didn't even get to see him, let alone visit him...

This act of placing her like this only infuriated Lavoisier—could it be that he disliked her? But she was, after all, a beautiful young woman, and Lavoisier was quite confident in that regard.

Look at how packed her classes are every time she teaches; doesn't that prove how popular she is?

After she made such a bold statement to him, this guy named Li Cheng acted as if he hadn't heard a thing! He just left her standing there, as if nothing had happened!

And it wasn't just for a day or two, it was a whole five days!

What, you're saying he might be a gentleman?

Are you kidding me? Would a gentleman really turn around and double down when she's about to give up?

In short, Lavoisier absolutely did not believe that Li Cheng was a gentleman, so she kept holding a grudge and wanted to wait for Li Cheng to come so she could have a proper talk with him.

And then, Li Cheng finally arrived today.

Chapter 82 What is the relationship?

Although he vowed to get to the bottom of things in person, when they actually met, Lavoisier still felt a little guilty... just a little bit, and this time he really couldn't be more guilty.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Li Cheng greeted him casually.

"you......"

Lavoisier hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up his courage and asked, feigning anger, "What have you been doing these past few days?"

As she said this, her blood-red eyes were carefully observing Li Cheng's expression, afraid that he might show impatience.

"Something came up and I can't get away."

Li Cheng hadn't noticed at all, he explained.

"Phew, no anger, that works..." Lavoisier breathed a sigh of relief, then casually asked, "So why do you have time to come over again?"

"There's no other way. It's work after all. I can't not come and check on things after so many days."

Li Cheng shrugged.

It was because of work... Lavoisier puffed out his cheeks; this time he was really angry, very angry.

However, before she could think of what to say, Li Cheng suddenly said, "Let's not talk anymore. Give me the things and go back to your office to rest. I'll cover your class today—by the way, where's your office?"

?

"Um, it's over in the lab building, room 201."

Lavoisier was confused and didn't know what was going on, but she still handed the textbooks and lesson preparation materials she was holding to Li Cheng.

"what."

During the process, their fingertips accidentally touched. Lavoisier cried out as if he had been electrocuted and hurriedly pulled his hand back. Li Cheng, however, reacted quickly, bending down and catching the falling textbook in mid-air with lightning speed.

He then straightened up, looked at Lavoisier, who had suddenly pulled his hand away, with a strange expression, and asked.

"what happened to you?"

"nothing."

Lavoisier hid his hands behind his back, appearing nonchalant, but inwardly he was blaming himself.

Lavoisier, you've already kissed him, and it was a deep kiss at that. Now you're embarrassed just because you touched him. Is that appropriate?

Li Cheng nodded and said, "It's good that you're alright. I'm going to class now."

Watching Li Cheng prepare to leave, Lavoisier felt he needed to do something to prove himself.

"Wait a moment!"

So she called out to Li Cheng.

?

what happened again?

Although he didn't say it aloud, Li Cheng's puzzled look clearly conveyed the meaning.

Lavoisier took a few quick steps forward, standing face to face with Li Cheng, and extended his small, clean, and smooth hands, which, despite frequently handling test tubes, were still white and smooth, to straighten Li Cheng's slightly crooked collar.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please do your best to cover my classes."

She spoke as if she were a wife reminding her husband to go out.

"Ah."

Li Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

Watching that tall figure gradually disappear into the distance, finally turning and walking into the door of classroom 206, Lavoisier felt a sense of accomplishment.

She did it! She couldn't help but clench her little fist and wave it triumphantly in front of her chest.

Just then, she heard a trembling female voice in her ear.

"Professor Lavoisier? Is it really you?"

Lavoisier turned his head and saw a green-haired girl standing at the door of classroom 205, looking at him with an expression that was half puzzled and half incredulous.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

Lavoisier quickly lowered her fist, as if nothing had happened, and asked with a stern face—this was her usual expression when facing others, very convenient, effectively avoiding a lot of harassment while establishing authority.

However, this approach doesn't seem to work today. The green-haired girl was in the classroom just now, following Li Cheng's retreating figure as he stood up, and witnessed the entire process.

Although she couldn't quite hear the details of the conversation from a distance, the green-haired girl clearly saw Lavoisier's puffed-up cheeks when he was angry, and his intimate gesture of chasing after Li Cheng to straighten his collar.

Could it be that they...?

But looking at the beautiful and elegant Professor Lavoisier, whom she admired, the green-haired woman still couldn't quite believe what had just happened.

So she walked out of the classroom, hoping to get a definite answer from the other person.

"Professor Lavoisier, can you tell me what your relationship is with that man from earlier?"

The green-haired woman stared into Lavoisier's eyes; if he was lying, she would be able to tell immediately.

"What relationship?"

Lavoisier was momentarily stumped by the question. However, after a moment's thought, she pursed her lips and came to a conclusion.

"If you want an answer."

Under the green-haired woman's gaze, she smiled and said, "That's a romantic relationship~"

The green-haired girl hadn't expected the other person to be so direct. Looking at Lavoisier, who was wearing a sincere and happy smile and clearly didn't seem to be lying, she had only one thought in her mind.

So sour!

......

Classroom 206.

The classroom, now empty of seats, was quiet as everyone waited for someone to arrive.

From complete obscurity to a miraculous rise to prominence, this is the story of Lavoisier, a foreign genius and a beautiful young professor with striking silver hair and red eyes.

—It has to be said that such a gimmick is really impressive, and according to students who have attended the classes, the classes were indeed very well taught.

With this string of advantages, it's no wonder that Lavoisier's courses are so popular.

at last.

In the empty doorway, a figure appeared carrying textbooks and materials. The person had silver... well, a head of fiery red hair? The person stared at everyone's gathered gazes, yet walked onto the podium without any sign of nervousness.

???

Everyone was stunned, staring at the uninvited guest who had barged in.

Who is this person?

Where's Professor Lavoisier? Where the hell is Professor Lavoisier?

So many of us have waited all this time just to hear Professor Lavoisier lecture, right? Who wants to listen to this redhead lecture? Besides, who are you anyway? I've never seen you before. Is there even a professor like you at this university?

Whispers broke out in the classroom as people discussed what was going on.

"Who is this person?"

Where is Professor Lavoisier?

Discussions were in full swing, and some people would probably have gotten up and left by now if they hadn't still had some expectations for Professor Lavoisier.

However, the person on the stage seemed completely unconcerned and turned around to write his name on the blackboard.

—Incidentally, blackboards and chalk were also introduced to Cambridge at Li Cheng's behest. These two items are low-tech but very practical and have been highly praised by the professors.

Coincidentally, the inventor of the blackboard in his previous life was James Piran, a Scottish educator who was also a school principal.

Hold on, let's get back to the main topic.

Li Cheng wrote his name on a pine board coated with black lacquer.

Aber Lee

? !

The students who had been whispering were suddenly stunned, and some who were planning to get up and leave no longer dared to do so.

They have a very strong memory of this name.

Not only because his name, as one of the compilers, has been printed on the textbooks "The Three Laws of Mechanics" and "Introduction to the Fundamentals of Chemistry," but also because he is the culprit who added two new compulsory courses for them.

—The new Chancellor of Cambridge University.

Chapter 83 Cannot Hear at All

After Li Cheng finished writing his name, he turned around.

He took in the bewildered expressions of the students in the classroom, and then glanced at the few burly and nonchalant boys at the very front of the classroom. They must be the ones who had fought for the seats.