I want to have a normal campus romance

It seemed that I took too long to think, and seeing that I didn't seem to respond, Qian Jiang thought I was scared, so he shrugged his shoulders, his eyes full of ridicule, and he even made a few sarcastic remarks to me.

When I heard this, I was immediately amused by his words, because this was the first time I heard someone speak like this.

"Don't worry, I never take your words to heart! Of course my hitting hurts more, just don't mind it."

As I spoke, I stretched my stiff shoulders and neck, then slowly raised my head and looked at Qian Jiang who was standing not far away from me. When Qian Jiang's eyes met, I could clearly feel that he seemed to be frightened, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In order to put pressure on him, I walked towards him slowly, step by step. Although my speed was not fast, my steps were very steady. During the journey, I deliberately let my aura spread slowly. Qian Jiang was a coward after all, and he seemed to be really scared by my appearance.

After all, the first impression I gave him in the studio was that of a fearless young man. If I got angry... I would probably chase him and beat him up.

As I walked towards him, I flexed my wrist. Of course...it was just to scare him, but it really worked. When he saw me approaching him, he subconsciously stepped back, but he was tripped by the chair next to him.

Then his center of gravity was unstable and his waist hit the table behind him. He cried out in pain and fell to the ground. Even God felt that he was not miserable enough, and the chair that tripped him even hit him on the head with a bang.

This immediately made me dumbfounded——

Damn, is he actually on the fifth floor, ready to scam me?

But he looks too embarrassed with his face up in the air and stars in his eyes. It doesn't seem like he is pretending. If he is really pretending... I can only sigh that he is too dedicated, right?

After seeing this, some of the onlookers couldn't help but laugh out loud, but I spread my hands to show them that I did nothing.

But no matter what, at this time, I think that as a five-good youth in the new era, it is still necessary for me to carry out some humanitarian care, so I cleared my throat and said to Qian Jiang:

"Assistant Qian, are you okay? It was just a joke. You're so cooperative with me."

At this moment, I seemed to have found the feeling of helping an old lady cross the road in my childhood, but Qian Jiang did not seem to appreciate my kindness. After seeing the hand I extended, he snorted coldly and tried to struggle to stand up from the ground. However, just as he was about to stand up, he was knocked back to the ground by the wobbly chair next to him.

Seeing his bruised and battered face, I suddenly felt sorry for him. It seemed that he was in such a miserable state that even the servants around him couldn't bear to watch it anymore. They came forward to move the chairs piled on him away, and then helped him stand up.

Then a very funny scene appeared. The four of us walked in front normally, while Qian Jiang, with a bruised face and nose, was supported by a servant at the side and followed behind. Feeling the strong resentment behind him, I thought about it and decided to pretend to ignore it. After all, I didn't want to have a nightmare at night.

"Okay, Miss is already waiting for the five of you in the reception room. After the trial lesson, Miss will select one to be the tutor."

After hearing what Uncle Chen said, I was a little surprised, because I thought I was going to give the trial lecture in Mo Yuhan's bedroom. But it didn't seem appropriate, both morally and logically. Mo Yuhan's bedroom certainly couldn't accommodate six people, and morally... it was a girl's boudoir after all, and outsiders couldn't be allowed in casually.

Hey...wait, then why did I always take classes in Mo Yuhan’s boudoir when I was taking classes before?

After Uncle Chen finished speaking, he nodded to us and slowly pushed open the door. I looked around quickly. Although this living room was not big, it gave people a very comfortable feeling, and it had all kinds of furniture and facilities.

Mo Yuhan was sitting on a chair behind the long table, brewing tea calmly, just like the first time I met her. There were five chairs in front of the long table.

Seeing this, I simply chose the chair in the middle, which was opposite Mo Yuhan and sat down. When the others saw this, they also reacted and sat on the chairs on both sides of me, preparing their own information.

The maid came in at the right time and brought steaming hot green tea. However, just when I wanted to take the green tea from the maid, she passed me by and handed it to Qian Jiang who was sitting next to me.

Qian Jiang was stunned at first, and then he gave me a gloating and slightly sarcastic smile. However, after a while, he seemed to be grinning at the big bump that had just been hit, and immediately he started to grimace.

After serving four cups of green tea, the maid left. I was the only one present who didn't have any green tea...

Could it be that the tray can only carry four cups at a time? They couldn't have just skipped me, could they? This was completely intentional, right?

But soon, I found that Qian Jiang, who was grinning, suddenly froze, and the other people also showed surprised expressions. Just when I was wondering what happened to them, I found out...

I don't know when, a cup of steaming hot tea was placed in front of me.

Chapter 107 Dilemma

I slowly picked up the green tea placed in front of me, and I smiled as I looked at the clear tea in the cup. Compared to other people's green tea, my cup of tea was particularly special. Even though it looked no different from the other four cups of tea, the difference in meaning was worlds apart.

The other people were stunned for a moment, and although they felt a little unbalanced, they continued to drink the green tea in their cups, and then praised it with all kinds of fancy words, some quoting poems, and some quoting allusions.

But Mo Yuhan didn't really listen to what they said, or she was indifferent to what others said. After pushing the brewed tea in front of me, she kept looking at me as if waiting for my evaluation, her eyes were like a child who hoped to be praised by the teacher.

Maybe it was because this cup of tea was too special, or maybe it was because of the expectant look in the girl's eyes. This was my first time to taste tea carefully. The first sip of tea was bitter, the second was astringent, and the third was sweet. Plainness is its nature, bitterness is its process, and sweetness is its gift.

This may be true for tea, and it may also be true for the people who make it.

Last night's drunkenness was slowly covered by the aroma of tea. Maybe it is really as the saying goes, only you know whether tea is hot or cold when you drink it, but drinking wine will make you drunk and dreamless.

"Good tea."

Although my words were short, my tone was sincere enough, because I felt that too many words would only make others misunderstand what I really wanted to express. So I smiled at Mo Yuhan with the simplest and most plain words, and stretched out my fingers and tapped on the table three times.

I think my words are not outstanding, but they are fair enough compared to others. However, after hearing what I said, although Mo Yuhan still had a calm expression on her face, the corners of her mouth involuntarily rose slightly. Even though the arc was not obvious, I still caught it.

However, this might be a tacit understanding between Mo Yuhan and I. Others did not seem to notice anything unusual about Mo Yuhan. At this time, Qian Jiang showed his hypocritical smile and said to me:

"I've heard that Mr. Lin is a man of great learning. Today I see that he is indeed well-read."

Although he was full of praise for me, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was actually praising me in public but criticizing me secretly. He seemed to be sure that I would not dare to do anything to him, so he became bolder and continued to say to me:

“Simplifying the complex is indeed a state of mind.”

"I don't deserve it. Compared to Mr. Qian's fighting with injuries, this is even more of a realm."

"Hahahaha...Mr. Lin's words are really amazing, no wonder he is trusted by Miss Mo."

"I am a humble person, and it is a fluke that I got this position, but I believe Yu Han has her own judgment on what is right and what is wrong."

It's just that the speaker may not have intended it, but the listener may have taken it to heart. After Mo Yuhan heard what I said, a blush instantly appeared on her originally indifferent face, which made Qian Jiang's eyes widen. I guess he didn't expect that when we were bickering and it was getting hard to resolve, I would be unsportsmanlike and give him a real injury.

Besides, compared to the "Miss Mo" he mentioned, I deliberately didn't respond to his words, but directly chose to call Mo Yuhan's name. The reason is very simple... It is to declare my sovereignty to him, so that he can know that this is my home ground. Before I abdicate, I am Mo Yuhan's real teacher.

I clearly felt that while I was speaking, the three people who had been waiting and watching were looking in my direction. Experience told me that the real purpose of these three people was probably not to apply for the tutoring position. After all, they did not focus on Mo Yuhan from the beginning, but were frequently looking at me.

Thinking of this, I secretly glanced at Uncle Chen, only to see him standing quietly at the door looking at me. Although he did not express his opinion, I could tell that he had anticipated such a situation. When he saw me looking at him, he nodded to me secretly, as if to tell me that I was doing the right thing, which immediately put my mind at ease.

After seeing that Mo Yuhan and I had a close relationship, Qian Jiang was unwilling to accept it, but he also understood that confronting me head-on would be like hitting a rock with an egg, so he opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. I just looked at his gloomy eyes, and I knew that today's matter would not be so easy to let go.

But no matter what, after what happened just now, the eyes of several people around me looked at me with less playfulness of watching tigers fight from the mountain, and more fear and suspicion. But at least on the surface, I have gained the dominant position in this tutoring application.

The next thing is what everyone calls a trial lecture. Of course, rather than calling it a trial lecture, it is more like showing everyone's level of knowledge. Although I claim that I know more about Chinese studies than the average person, I am actually a semi-educated person. It is unexpectedly difficult to compete with people who have dabbled in this area.

Qian Jiang is okay. Although he graduated from Johns Hopkins University, his diploma is obviously fake. However, the other three people are really talented. No matter how hard I try on the spot, there will always be some mistakes.

In fact, when the trial lecture was halfway through, as they kept raising the level of questions raised by Mo Yuhan, I was already a little overwhelmed. Even after they threw the topic back to me, I didn't know where to start.

As for Qian Jiang... he sat there with a sullen face, because he was the most ignored among the few people and had basically no chance to speak. Not long after the topic started, he could no longer get a word in.

What's more, after Mo Yuhan realized that Qian Jiang was mocking me, he intentionally or unintentionally ignored him. The other three people also had no interest in the topic raised by Qian Jiang, causing him to just sit there in a daze.

As for me, I didn't have time to deal with him at the moment, because I was already overwhelmed by the ever-escalating problems. It seemed that my high-profile behavior just now made them too wary, or they wanted to test me, causing them to keep throwing various topics at me, which made me feel very uneasy and even a little bit caught in a dilemma.

“So based on the above points, I think teaching and scholarship should not be generalized…”

"Excuse me, Mr. Lin, I have to interrupt you."

"Uh, please tell me."

Just when I was trying to change the subject to avoid their constant questions, one of the men, who was about thirty years old, held his glasses. His eyes were very deep and it was obvious that he was a technician or researcher, completely different from Qian Jiang.

This made me feel a little uneasy, because people like this tend to believe in data or literature rather than words. But in the final analysis, this is all just my talk. Where can I find the theoretical basis?

"Regarding the point you made, Mr. Lin, I think you can elaborate on it. From my point of view, your teaching philosophy is novel. However, if the teacher himself does not have a solid academic foundation, it will be a disaster for the students you teach. It will not only waste a lot of time for both parties, but may even delay the students' future and development."

After he finished speaking, the people around him nodded in agreement and turned their eyes back to me. I suddenly didn't know what to do and even fell into a dilemma. Everyone was expecting my response.

This is how to do?

At this moment, I suddenly understood what it meant to suffer from a lack of education. Insufficient academic foundation was indeed my Achilles' heel, or a fatal flaw. No matter how I tried, I could not turn black into white.

Just when I was sweating profusely and in a dilemma, I suddenly heard the sound of a chair moving. Suddenly, everyone's eyes left me and looked at the person who stood up from his seat...

Petite figure.

Chapter 108 I disagree

"I disagree!"

Mo Yuhan's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. As her cold voice sounded, the eyes of the people around me shifted away from me and looked at Mo Yuhan who had stood up from the chair.

In an instant, the entire reception room fell silent. I could even feel the breathing around me stagnate. No one expected Mo Yuhan to stand up and speak at this time, and to speak for me.

The most surprised person was Qian Jiang. After seeing me being humiliated, he was laughing secretly. His sneer was so funny that even Kennedy had to retreat. But after hearing Mo Yuhan's words, his smiling face suddenly froze there, like a petrified sculpture.

The man who had just confronted me was stunned when he heard what Mo Yuhan said, but he quickly came to his senses, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Ms. Mo, I think you don't need to rush to define this matter. Why not listen to Mr. Lin's opinion?"

"I think so too. As the daughter of Mr. Mo, you have a good material foundation and deserve better educational resources. You shouldn't waste your precious time on trial and error."

"I agree with you two, Miss Mo, please consider our opinions carefully."

The three people who had been maintaining neutrality all started to attack me at this moment, and I was not too surprised by this, because neutrality only represents their position, which only means that they will not favor either me or Qian Jiang, but it does not mean that we have no conflicts in interests.

As the voices of several people fell, Qian Jiang, after hearing their words, seemed to wake up from a dream, as if he had found an outlet to vent, and he also added:

"Ms. Mo, you may not be familiar with Mr. Lin's identities. In addition to being a college student with no solid knowledge reserves, Mr. Lin is also currently acting as an MV actor for a subsidiary of the Mo Qian Group. The most important thing is that Mr. Lin is very impulsive and emotional in his actions, and sometimes even violent!"

After hearing what Qian Jiang said, I cursed him for accusing me of something bad at this time. I subconsciously wanted to slam the table and stand up, but that would be exactly what he wanted. Thinking of this, I forced myself to blow away the anger in my heart, but sitting and waiting to die is not my style.

Just when I was about to open my mouth to fight back, I suddenly felt my hair stand on end. For a moment, I felt that the temperature in the room had dropped by several degrees. Although Mo Yuhan's expression remained the same, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes. Her seemingly petite body revealed a strong aura.

"So...what did you want to say?"

However, Qian Jiang did not seem to notice the change in Mo Yuhan's aura, or perhaps it was the first time that Mo Yuhan responded to his question, which made him overjoyed and hurriedly continued to offer his courtesy:

"What I mean is that I have reason to suspect that Mr. Lin is not qualified for the position of tutor. I even suspect that he used the position of tutor to enter the Moqian Group with ill intentions. As far as I know, he is very close to Xia Xiaoyao, an artist under the group's subsidiary, and even interfered with the group's internal decision-making."

When he said this, people from several companies around him frowned. Although they did not look at me with suspicion or unkindness because of Qian Jiang's unfounded words, there was a hint of vigilance in their eyes when they looked at me. After all, the situation was indeed as he said.

When I heard this, I immediately understood. Isn't this hinting to Mo Yuhan in both explicit and implicit ways that I'm taking advantage of her?

This guy is really insidious. Even though he made a wrong calculation this time, I still felt a cold sweat on my back. But I soon felt something was wrong. Why did I feel like someone had discovered my extramarital affair... Why did it happen to me?

Looking at the confident smile on Qian Jiang's face, I suddenly felt unhappy, thinking that this kid didn't fall enough just now. But out of instinct, I still took a look at Mo Yuhan's expression.

However, her face still had that indifferent expression, and it felt no different from just now, but I also felt that there was a slight change from just now. But I couldn’t tell what had changed, but I always had a bad feeling.

After Qian Jiang finished speaking, he found that he did not get a response from Mo Yuhan. Mo Yuhan just looked at him coldly. He immediately realized that he had said something wrong. Just as he was about to open his mouth to make amends, he heard Mo Yuhan's cold voice slowly ringing out:

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

At this moment, Mo Yuhan was like an angry little lion. There was a chill in her words. Compared with her usual kitten-like appearance, she was like two completely different people... Or perhaps, this was how she should behave towards outsiders.

Hey...wait, then what am I? Since she and I are not outsiders, then what are we...insiders?

But before I could figure it out, Qian Jiang was obviously getting restless. Seeing Mo Yuhan getting angry, he immediately waved his hands.

"No no no...that's not what I meant."

After Mo Yuhan glanced at Qian Jiang, he turned his gaze to the others again. His expression was as if he was going to stand out. While I felt ashamed, I was also a little touched.

Just because Qian Jiang was defeated, it didn't mean that the others would be defeated as well. The young man who was obviously a technical person pushed his glasses, then stood up from his chair and continued in a deep voice:

"Ms. Mo, I want to remind you that if a teacher is incompetent and mediocre, then no matter how gentle he is or how patient he is during the conversation, it is nothing but a mirage."

"I will make my own judgment."

Mo Yuhan crossed her arms as she spoke. She raised her head slightly, perhaps because of her height, but this did not reduce her pride.

After hearing what Mo Yuhan said, he wanted to say something, but as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at me, and then as if he knew something, he finally sat back in his seat. Seeing this, the other people didn't say anything else, but looked at me with a bit of... uh, jealousy?

The trial lesson did not cause any heated discussion. After it ended, Uncle Chen took the other people out of the reception room and announced that the candidate for the tutoring position would be waiting for the result. However, everyone knew in their hearts that the real candidate had already been decided.

I originally wanted to go out with them, but just as I was about to go out, Mo Yuhan called me, so I had to pull out the chair again and return to my seat. As the sound of Uncle Chen closing the door came, I felt a bad premonition rising in my heart.

Sure enough, after hearing the door close with a "pop", Mo Yuhan's originally calm expression slowly faded, and was replaced by a look of resentment and indignation, which was no longer like the proud little lion just now. And her next words scared me so much that I almost fell off the chair.

"Teacher, what is your relationship with Xia Xiaoyao?"

"Uh...huh?!"

Chapter 109: Heaven Follows Man's Wish

To be honest, after hearing what Mo Yuhan said, I was so scared that I almost jumped up.

Hey, hey, hey... What's this feeling of being caught by your own wife? Obviously, I have a relationship with them... uh... cough cough, okay... I admit that my relationship with them is indeed a little subtle, but it shouldn't be this serious, right?

Thinking of this, I tried to calm myself down, because if I lost my composure at this moment, wouldn't the misunderstanding become even bigger when there was nothing in the first place?

"Ahem...it's just...just an ordinary working relationship."

"..."