Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 239, Memories

Xie Shengli walked out of Dean Wang's office dejectedly.

"Teacher Ling, classmate Yang, and Teacher Xie are small-minded and can't tolerate grain in their eyes. I hope you don't have the same experience as Teacher Xie." Dean Wang said.

"It's okay." Ling Shuang said.

Yang Hao did not express his position. If Xie Shengli still made an issue about his kiss with Teacher Ling, Yang Hao would give him a good beating.

After Xie Shengli left, Dean Wang took out two disposable cups from the cabinet, put a few green mountain buds from his tea box into the cups, and poured two cups of hot water from the water dispenser.

Putting two cups of tea on the table, Dean Wang said: "Teacher Ling, classmate Yang, please use tea!"

Ling Shuang was a little flattered. Which show is the dean going to play?

Is this dean so kind to people?

Is the dean so kind?

It has been a while since Ling Shuang came to work. Dean Wang is actually very aloof at heart, with the aloofness of a traditional literati.

However, Ling Shuang is a doctoral student at Kyoto University after all, and she is a person who has seen the world. She will not be restrained just because the person who poured her tea is the dean. She did not make a flattered and stunned expression, but looked down.

He cut off the tea generously, took a sip, and said, "Dean, this is great tea. It cost you a lot of money."

"Teacher Ling also studies tea culture?" Dean Wang asked. Ling Shuang majored in classical literature at Kyoto University. Tea culture also belongs to the ancient culture of China. It makes sense for Dean Wang to ask this.

"I have read a few books, but I can't talk about research. In front of the dean, I dare not say the word research. The dean's academic research spirit has always been an example for young people like us to learn from!" Ling Shuangfa

Said from the heart.

Dean Wang is really awesome. The educated youth who went to the mountains and countryside back then were able to enter the university in the first year after the college entrance examination was resumed. It is not easy to go from a grassroots to today step by step.

Dean Wang's attainments in Chinese classical literature and ancient literature are not inferior to those of famous professors at Kyoto University, even if compared to those at Kyoto University.

"You're welcome, Teacher Ling. I've read your paper and you've studied Lu Yu's "The Classic of Tea" very thoroughly," Dean Wang said.

"Thank you, Dean!" Ling Shuang blushed slightly.

The dean actually even read the papers she published in the university. The dean is not an ordinary person!

"This tea tastes really bad!" While Dean Wang and Ling Shuang were discussing tea culture, Yang Hao couldn't help but sigh.

"What? Yang Hao, you said the dean's tea tastes bad. Do you know what tea is?" Ling Shuang looked at Yang Hao in disbelief.

Don't say that the dean personally made tea for a student of yours. You should express your gratitude as a courtesy and just say that the dean made tea. But it is really good tea. Ling Shuang has studied tea ceremony. Yang Hao actually despises the dean.

The sprouts are not tasty.

Yang Hao thought: "Of course I understand what penetration is!"

The dean smiled and said: "Teacher Ling, don't say anything yet, we will let classmate Yang comment on my collection of tea!"

Yang Hao said: "The taste of this tea is not very pure. Of course, ordinary people cannot taste it. Without comparison, you will think this tea is good tea. If you have drunk tea from Qingfeng Mountain, you will not think this tea is good tea."

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Qingfeng Mountain, Yang Hao actually mentioned the address Qingfeng Mountain in his background information.

How many secrets are hidden on Qingfeng Mountain?

As soon as Dean Wang heard about Qingfeng Mountain, he became interested and asked: "Classmate Yang, are you from Qingfeng Mountain?"

"Yes, old man Dean!" Yang Hao said.

"No wonder, no wonder." The dean said to himself. Ling Shuang and Yang Hao did not understand the dean's words.

The dean recalled an adventure he had more than 20 years ago, which should be Qingfeng Mountain.

"Classmate Yang, there is an old god on Qingfeng Mountain, right?" Dean Wang asked.

"There are no old gods, but there is one bad old man." Yang Hao said.

"By the way, it's him, it must be him..." The dean began to talk to himself again.

"Old dean, do you know the old man?" Yang Hao asked.

Could it be that the old man arranged for him to go down the mountain to study because of his relationship with the old man, the dean?

"I don't know him, but I have seen him, it must be him..." the dean said excitedly.

"What a mess, I don't know him and I've seen him before, it's contradictory!" Yang Hao was puzzled.

Ling Shuang also didn't understand why the dean became a little incoherent.

"Classmate Yang, to be honest, I just made a complaint against Teacher Xie, and I deliberately protected you. Originally, Teacher Xie was a small-minded person, and I didn't like it either." At this point, the dean paused and continued: "Here you go.

Studying at Xining University was arranged by the old man you mentioned. It would be great if I got to know him. He said hello to a big shot in Xining City, and Xining University recruited you. I happen to be a little bit familiar with that big shot.

As a personal friend, I brought you to our liberal arts college."

Yang Hao had no intention of paying attention to who the big shot in Dean Wang's mouth was. He said, "Hey, what a pity, you brought me to the School of Liberal Arts!"

Dean Wang was stunned, what did Yang Hao say? It wasn't that he had to say something grateful, and there was no need for him to say it in front of me. This was a slap in my face.

Ling Shuang was speechless, and Yang Hao was too incompetent to speak.

Dean Wang asked: "Mr. Yang, do you mean that the School of Liberal Arts is not good, or do you prefer to study other majors? What major do you like?"

"It would be great if you sent me to the School of Journalism and Media from the beginning." Yang Hao said.

"School of Journalism and Media? Haha, this college used to be under the administration of the School of Liberal Arts. It was only separated out in the past three years. Do you like to study journalism?" Dean Wang asked, if Yang Hao has a personality like this, he wants to study journalism.

You can only take a devious route.

"I don't really like studying journalism. There are many beauties in the School of Journalism and Media, more than those in the School of Liberal Arts. I am a pretty girl!" Yang Hao said lightly.

"Haha, I like how straightforward you are! Do you still want to go to the School of Journalism and Media? I'll give their dean a call and they will recruit you. We will just follow the procedures for changing schools and changing majors.

Yes." Dean Wang said.

"There's no need to bother. I'll make peace with myself now. I'll still gain something from coming to the School of Literature. At least I met Teacher Ling Shuang." Yang Hao said,

Dean Wang smiled and said: "Well, that's good if you think so. I hope you cherish your teacher-student relationship. Besides, there are still many beauties in our School of Liberal Arts. Student Yang, you must have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty.

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Ling Shuang wanted to find a hole to crawl in, but she buried her head low. Don't you think I can't do it?