When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 175: Too Arrogant and Proud
During the National Day, tourist spots saw an explosive increase in visitor flow. Several suspected or confirmed cases had arisen from people who visited certain scenic areas outside of the province.
The issue gained high attention from the school. Each department had to swiftly gather the health codes and travel trajectories of all students returning from the holidays and take corresponding isolation measures for those with yellow and red codes.
As soon as the notification arrived, He Shumiao had been so busy for two days that she barely touched the ground until four o’clock on the afternoon before classes resumed, finally finishing all the class’s statistical work.
"I had clearly washed my sheets and planned to nestle in and watch the match, but everyone can’t stand being alone and runs outside. It infuriates me to no end."
He Shumiao complained while gulping down water, the refreshingly crisp weather making her sweat profusely.
The dorm room was quiet. Jiang Shuyao sat in front of her computer typing code, and Fang Wei was also previewing the content of the next programming class. In contrast to their calm demeanors, their class president appeared particularly down and out.
Ah, never mind.
Great responsibilities are preceded by great challenges that temper the spirit and tire the body.
She was destined for big things in the future; how could she let these difficulties wear down her patience?
After resting for ten minutes, He Shumiao sprang back to full energy, took out some fresh clothes from the closet, and before heading to the toilet, she suspiciously eyed her roommates, "When I come out, show me your health codes."
The typing stopped, and the two heads that were coding and reading turned towards her.
"Don’t look at me like that. If you sneaked out behind my back, who takes the fall?"
Fang Wei dryly said, "I’ve been inseparable from you for ten days, and I don’t have a boyfriend, what’s there to sneak out for?"
"Hmm, what about Yaoyao?" He Shumiao smiled mischievously.
Jiang Shuyao calmly returned her smile.
Over the holiday, she and Pei Yan had only gone as far as Happy Valley.
Her mobile phone was next to the computer; her health code was of course green and her travel code was nothing to hide.
But...
On the night they went to Happy Valley, they hadn’t returned home but had instead found a nearby hotel to stay in, scanning the venue code upon entering.
It was that simple and intoxicating.
If the class president insisted on seeing it, she needed to brace herself mentally to deal with the potential in-depth probing questions that might follow.
However, after a moment of silence, He Shumiao waved her hand grandly, closed the toilet door, and there were no further inquiries.
...A false alarm.
Jiang Shuyao turned her head back and continued typing code.
At five o’clock, He Shumiao needed to go to the counselor’s office to submit the statistical form and reached out her "devil’s claw" towards her.
"Yaoyao, come with me, and we’ll return to the dorm after dinner."
Looking at the pale hand on her shoulder, Jiang Shuyao sighed and nodded.
Faced with either showing her travel code or running errands, she resolutely chose the latter.
Everyone was an adult; why was she alone so timid?
Close to the administration building, He Shumiao kindly offered an answer.
"At the military training social gathering, you danced a ’Swan Lake’ and captivated ninety-nine percent of the boys. In their eyes, a goddess is beautiful, unworldly, pure, and romantic. What do you think their reaction would be if one day you became thick-skinned like me?"
At this point, He Shumiao sympathetically patted her shoulder, "You grabbed the heroine’s script right from the start; this path is inevitably hard."
College, unlike high school, is a place where every person you meet could potentially become a mentor in your otherwise mundane life.
"Mr. He, I’ve learned a lot."
Jiang Shuyao’s heart was a mix of emotions, and she could only muster a hastily uttered thanks.
Upon reaching the office, she discovered that Old Man Jiang and the counselor’s desks were only one table apart.
With a clear goal, He Shumiao, holding the statistical form, headed straight for Teacher Qin. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
And she subconsciously stopped at the doorway, silently looking over to see Pei Yanzheng discussing issues with Old Man Jiang.
The old professor, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses, was operating Pei Yanzheng’s computer, his expression so stern that Jiang Shuyao did not dare to step forward.
Finally, after they had finished discussing, Pei Yanzheng walked out with his laptop, encountered her, and nonchalantly said, "Princess, what a coincidence."
"..."
Had she retracted her previous statement that this guy had become more reserved after starting university?
Not at all.
In claiming his territory, he was still as stubborn as an iron-headed bull.
In public, she couldn’t do anything to him, except to offer a numb yet emotional smile and walk past him, ignoring him completely.
Pei Yanzheng looked at her, seemingly amused, tilting his head as his gaze followed the girl all the way to the counselor’s desk.
Standing there for a while, once his craving for a cigarette hit, he finally pocketed his hands and walked outside the office.
As that figure disappeared at the doorway, Jiang Shuyao slowly moved her feet and approached the side.
"Teacher Jiang, I also have a question I’d like to ask you."
The old man was smiling and drinking tea, clearly in a good mood, and quickly waved her over, "Come here, let me first show you Pei Yanzheng’s code."
She couldn’t catch her breath.
Jiang Shuyao reminded herself not to feel this way, he was her boyfriend.
Of course, besides their classmates, many of the teachers still did not know about their relationship.
Old Man Jiang pointed at the annotations on the screen, explaining segment by segment, and when he got excited, he even dragged Jiang Xubai into the conversation.
"In the third round of the base assessment, you and Jiang Xubai still lack in building code reusability, while Pei Yanzheng can perfectly fill this gap, which is his advantage."
Teacher, show off if you must, but there has to be a limit.
Jiang Shuyao nodded, acknowledging her shortcomings, her modest and obedient demeanor suddenly calmed the old man’s passionate heart.
He couldn’t help but exclaim, "Girls are more stable, unlike my class representative, who is too restless and arrogant, totally ignorant."
Teacher, when you insult someone, can you not look so...proud?
After several topics, they finally got to her question.
The old man’s expression was marvelous when she stated her problem.
After a while, he tentatively asked, "All of you self-learn so quickly, but are you solid in the basic principles?"
He then felt the question was redundant.
With shaky fundamentals, could one make it to the top ten in the third round of assessments?
He had been teaching for over a dozen classes, and this class was giving him a headache.
The good were exceptionally good.
The bad were unbearably bad.
It seemed that natural intelligence really had nothing to do with the scores in college entrance examinations.
But the girl before him, the city’s top science student, indeed lived up to her reputation.
Half an hour later, her question was resolved, and He Shumiao’s session was almost over as well.
As he was about to leave, Teacher Qin stretched his shoulders and got up to get some water, and on passing by, casually asked Old Man Jiang, "That Pei Yanzheng who just left, what’s your opinion of him?"
As the class 1 division 52 student who clinched first place in the base assessment, Tan Qian naturally felt proud as the departmental counselor.
But in his leisure, hearing Professor Jiang’s conflicting opinions about the boy, a mix of love and hate, he really was puzzled.
Mentioning Pei Yanzheng, Old Man Jiang hummed twice.
With his characteristic motion, he unscrewed his thermos, took a sip of tea, and slowly began to assess, "He’s clever and has ideas. There’s nothing to say about his professionalism, but he’s too proud. One day, it’ll be his downfall."
