The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 1598 - Escort (Part Four)

Chapter 1598: Escort (Part Four)

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However, Wen Shan took a deep breath, raised her head, and threw her glance over again. “It’s fine if a professor asks a student to subst.i.tute for him. Not recording the cla.s.s hours aside, the teaching a.s.sistants themselves need to fulfill their designated cla.s.s hours too. It isn’t a problem to subst.i.tute for the professor’s cla.s.ses, but they still have to record the cla.s.s hours for the professor. It’s fine if it happens once or twice, but Professor Yin, how many times have you attended cla.s.ses in the past three years? How many students in the School of Physics have seen you? Would you dare to tell us that yourself?”

“Wen Shan, you’re a student. The first thing you have to learn is to respect your teachers,” reprimanded Professor Hei.

“Professor Hei didn’t attend cla.s.ses much last year either, am I right? Yet, at the end of the year, Professor Hei seemed to have the most cla.s.ses. How can a professor like that deserve his students’ respect? If you yourself aren’t being respectful despite your seniority, how can you expect your students to respect you?” Wen Shan said in a tone that was increasing in sharpness.

Professor Zhou leaned against the back of his chair and gave Professor Hei a cheeky smile.

“Old Zhou, what a wonderful student you have taught there,” Professor Hei sneered sarcastically.

“True. True. This child is rather wonderful. At least I have managed to produce this doctoral student after all these years, and she wrote quite a marvelous thesis too. What say you, Professor Yin?” Professor Zhou responded with a grin. His usual demeanor of a playful old man made him more adorable when he said that.

“What do you mean, Elder Zhou? Everyone knows that your wonderful student plagiarized my thesis,” exclaimed Professor Yin again, as if he had finally found a breakthrough. “Everyone knows that your student’s thesis was published twenty-four hours after mine.”

“Professor Yin, you do know that it takes a long time to finish a thesis, right?” Wen Shan asked.

“But plagiarizing it only takes a minute.” Professor Yin continued to smile darkly. “However, with If protecting you, you don’t have to worry about being fired. Wasn’t that the reason you dared to plagiarize so blatantly?”

“You—”

“I think it’s easy to prove whether she plagiarized your work. As to whether I’ve used my official position for personal gains, I can give you the answer now.”

Nalan Chunbo’s voice rang suddenly. Everyone turned to their back in shock.

Wen Shan turned around just in time to see Nalan Chunbo getting up from his seat. His already outstanding height made him stick out like a rose among thorns—everyone saw him at first glance. In addition to his natural aura that befitted n.o.bility, people involuntarily affixed their gazes on him.

Mu Qi watched as Nalan Chunbo walked down the steps towards the podium. No matter how he looked at it, he agreed that only a man like Nalan Chunbo was worthy of women’s affection.

Wen Shan was still dumbfounded. Papa Nalan, Papa Nalan, what did he mean?

Did he use his official position for personal gain?

Was it not If who used his official position for personal gain?

‘Would you be angry if I lied to you?’

Wen Shan’s mind instantly went blank when she recalled that sentence. Meanwhile, Nalan Chunbo had already walked up to the podium and stood next to Professor Yin.

Dean Fang shook hands with Nalan Chunbo. “Allow me to introduce the soon-to-be Dean of our School of Physics, If. His Mandarin name is Nalan Chunbo.”

After Dean Fang finished speaking, there was an uproar below the stage. If was Nalan Chunbo; Nalan Chunbo was actually If. Did that mean the two heartthrobs of the Mathematics world had merged into one?

Wen Shan’s legs went weak and she slumped onto her chair. It was as if she had been struck by lightning.

Was she angry because she had been deceived, or was she in shock?

“Girl, I told you. You are, as sure as a gun, our Mrs. Dean.” Professor Zhou chuckled.

Wen Shan was at a loss for words. ” … ”

There was nothing she wanted more in this world to kill someone right now.