I almost touched the moon

When they arrived at the college, it was exactly 12:50 noon. Wen Song opened the car door and prepared to run to the classroom, but Cheng Che held her and said, "I'll help you in."

"Stop making trouble." Wen Song patted him lightly and said angrily, "My legs are fine. I can walk by myself."

"Professor Iseylia, don't you know that you have to act your part?" Cheng Che smiled and flicked her forehead. "Yesterday you were still leaning on a cane, but today you can walk briskly. What kind of medical miracle is this? If you don't want me to help you, I can carry you over."

Wen Song glanced at him helplessly, "Whatever you want, walk faster, you're going to be late."

At the elevator entrance, they happened to meet Cheng Xuan, who was shocked to see Cheng Che supporting Wen Song with his bag on his shoulder. Wen Song leaned half on Cheng Che and waved and said "Hi" when he saw him.

Cheng Xuan was stunned at the elevator entrance, not knowing whether to go in or not. Wen Song urged him, "Hurry up, or you'll be late."

Cheng Che also urged: "Hurry up, I'm waiting for you."

"okay…"

Cheng Xuan nodded, and walked into the elevator with his head down like a little chicken. For the first time, he felt extremely embarrassed and asked tentatively, "Brother, are you sending my sister-in-law to work?"

"Sister-in-law?" Wen Song couldn't help but smile, "Very funny call."

"Don't call me sister-in-law in school." Cheng Che knew that Wen Song always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs, so he stopped her and said, "Call me professor."

"Yes, you still have to call me Professor at school." Wen Song also reminded, "But you can call me sister-in-law when you go home."

Cheng Che smiled happily after hearing this, and whispered in Wen Song's ear, "Thank you, my wife."

Seeing the two people's sweet love without anyone else around, Cheng Xuan felt like a huge light bulb. Just then the elevator door opened, he immediately ran out, saying as he ran: "Brother, take your time, Professor, it's 12:56 now, you see, I'm not late!"

"His personality is nothing like yours." Wen Song smiled, "He is much more lively than you."

Cheng Che also said: "Yes, A Xuan is more outgoing, so my dad likes him more."

Wen Song heard the disappointment in his tone, gently held his hand and said, "Don't worry, you have me, I love you the most."

When Cheng Che helped Wen Song into the classroom, the classroom was already full of people. Wen Song almost never had contact with the opposite sex except for work. Suddenly, a handsome guy came and helped her into the classroom, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The student sitting in the first row couldn't help asking: "Professor, may I ask who's that charming guy? Your new research assistant?"

(Professor, may I ask who that handsome guy is? Your new research assistant?)

"No, he's my boyfriend." Wen Song replied with a smile, "Very handsome right?"

The student nodded and asked if her foot injury had improved.

When Cheng Che left, he happened to hear Wen Song's words. He lowered his head with a smug smile and whispered to Wen Song, "I'll wait for you in the car."

Wen Song simply gave him the office key and said, "Go to my office and wait for me."

The boy next to Cheng Xuan noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice: "Xuan, isn't that your brother? So Iseylia is your sister-in-law?"

"Yeah!!!" Cheng Xuan complained bitterly, "I'm really screwed. It's not enough that I'm tortured at school, but I have to face mixed doubles when I get home."

"Don't be so sarcastic." The boy joked, "You are the first to get the moon because you are close to the water. To be honest, Iseylia has already told you the answer. Remember to let me copy it down."

"How is that possible!" Cheng Xuan was a little speechless after hearing his words, and immediately said, "How could Iseylia tell me the questions in advance? I'll be thankful if she doesn't mark my papers more strictly."

Si Yao also turned his head and said, "Can you please stop talking nonsense? Do you think this is China? Nepotism is everywhere. It's speechless. If you feel that there is unfairness, you can appeal to the exam board. Don't get mad here."

The boy was a little angry after hearing what Si Yao said, but he was originally in the wrong, so he didn't dare to refute directly. He could only mutter quietly, "You think you are awesome because you studied undergraduate in Germany. You are so good, but you also have the same major as me."

At twelve o'clock, Wen Song turned on the computer and said to the audience: "Please log in to the system now and start answering the questions. The time is one hour and thirty minutes. The test paper will be automatically submitted after the time is up. When the test paper is submitted, please don't forget to upload the draft paper as well. I may give appropriate marks based on the steps and calculations on your draft paper if the result is wrong.

Last year, some students forgot to submit their draft papers. In this case, if the results are wrong, you will not get any points, so don't forget. During the exam period, you are not allowed to go out, use any electronic products or tools other than dictionaries and calculators. Now start, I wish you good luck. "

After the exam started, Wen Song saw that all the students in the classroom had frowns on their faces, and he suddenly found it interesting. He recalled that he was the same when he was a student, and he always felt exhausted after every exam.

She couldn't help but start to wonder if she had made the questions too difficult. She was bored and took the test again, but it only took her 100 minutes to finish. She said to herself, "It seems too easy, passing rate shall be % this time. Oh, it's so kind of me."

(It seems too easy. The pass rate should be 100% this time. Oh, I am so kind.)

Suddenly she saw a sneaky figure in the last row, so she immediately walked over, knocked on the boy's desk, and whispered, "Focus on your screen, don't look around."

Half an hour later, he noticed that the student was groping for something under the table again. He immediately walked over, took the calculator from his hand, checked it, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

However, the boy's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he said nervously: "I'm just using calculator."

Wen Song opened the battery cover of the calculator and looked through his dictionary. Sure enough, he found many small pieces of paper with formulas and theories written on them.

"I've repeated many times, cheating paper is strictly prohibited. Once you bring it to the exam, you'll be regarded as cheating."

(I have repeated this many times: using small pieces of paper is strictly prohibited. Bringing them into the examination room will be considered cheating.)

The boy immediately defended himself: "No, I was just brought by accident, I don't look, I even don't know where they are."

(No, I just brought them by accident, I didn’t check, I don’t even know where they are)

"I'm not blind." Wen Song closed his examination system and said mercilessly, "I won't report you to the exam board, but you must leave now, and won't get grade in this exam. You can start to prepare for the resit, good luck."

(I am not blind. I will not report you to the exam board, but you must leave now and will not get a grade on this exam. You can now start studying for the make-up exam, and I wish you good luck.)

The boy was upset and wanted to argue, but seeing Wen Song's iron-faced expression and the irresponsible evidence of cheating, he knew that she had let him off the hook by not reporting him. He could only lower his head and whisper, "Sorry, thank you professor," and packed up his things and left the classroom.

Wen Song saw Cheng Xuan concentrating on their situation and completely stopped answering questions. He frowned, walked over to him and said, "Xuan, if you finished, you could submit and leave."

Cheng Xuan immediately said: "No, I haven't finished."

Wen Song frowned subconsciously, but said nothing. He returned to the podium and played Monopoly on the computer to kill time.