The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

"Hey! Why are we in the first row again? Can we sit in the back next time?"

A girl who had just sat down and was still breathing heavily in the front row poked another girl sitting next to her and asked.

"Sure." The girl who was poked didn't even raise her head and kept looking at the book.

"Really? That's great! I knew you were the best."

"Next time, come early and sit wherever you want."

"Don't be like this. I was wrong. I was not right. From now on, I will sit wherever you sit and I will never complain again. I promise. You know, I like to sleep in and can't get up. Unlike you, you have to go to the library even when you don't have classes." The girl begged for mercy.

"Unless you can guarantee that you will not fail this final exam."

"Promise, promise! You'll highlight the key points for me in the end anyway. Hehe."

The other girl sighed.

"That's right. I didn't go online yesterday, so I didn't know what had happened. Just now, I was walking on the street and heard someone say, oh, do you think Fu Xiuyan's relationship has been exposed?"

When Xia Yang heard Fu Xiuyan's name, he subconsciously looked up at the girl who was speaking.

Perhaps it was because Xia Yang's gaze was too strong, the girl felt his gaze and looked up to meet his gaze.

Xia Yang glanced at it indifferently and then lowered his head.

The girl was still staring at Xia Yang: "Hey. Why has our professor become younger?"

Xia Yang had been sitting on the other side of the podium, looking down at the courseware. The students didn't pay much attention to him.

So most of them haven’t realized that today’s teacher is not the same as their previous one.

Upon hearing this, his companion looked up at Xia Yang, then continued reading his textbook and said nonchalantly, "He must be a substitute teacher."

The girl was still staring at Xia Yang's head like a fangirl: "But this substitute teacher is so handsome! His eyes are so beautiful. His skin is so white, it must be very smooth... Ouch, why did you hit me?"

"Don't disrespect the teacher!"

"Oh, I know."

Xia Yang raised an eyebrow. This student was quite interesting. Even with all the dressing he had, he was still handsome. It was rare for him to meet someone with such a sharp gaze.

"By the way. Do you know anything about your idol?"

"Ah."

"Then how come you're still in the mood for class?"

"Hmm..." The girl who had been reading started to think seriously, "Indeed, I'm a little bit down. But I still can't delay my studies."

"Really? But don't be sad. I heard that he's still pursuing her and hasn't succeeded yet. You can't really be considered heartbroken for now."

"Why should I be sad? Tonight I'll treat you to your favorite pickled fish to celebrate."

"celebrate?"

"Well, celebrating that my idol has found his love."

"Is this why you're here?"

"if not?"

"Okay, as long as you're happy. Can I have another dish of sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"Row."

"Wow! So generous! Thank you Fu Xiuyan!"

Xia Yang couldn't help laughing. The girl seemed to have heard something, looked up at Xia Yang, and found nothing unusual, thinking she had misheard.

"You should also thank my mom. This is the money she specifically approved for me. She said she and my dad had already celebrated at home, and I was too far away, so she allocated the funds for me to make my own arrangements. It's a good deal for you."

"Thank you, dad, thank you, mom. Your parents are so kind. They actually support you in chasing stars."

"In fact, the reason I became a fan of Fu Xiuyan was because they pushed me into it."

"I'm so envious. I also want to have a father and mother like this."

The envied girl paused and whispered, "Maybe there's a chance."

But the voice was too soft and the other party didn't hear: "What did you say?"

"nothing."

“Then I’d like to add one more…”

"We can't add any more. We don't have enough funds. Let's wait until next time. There will be more funds next time."

“Why will funds be abundant next time?”

"Wait until my idol gets the girl. My mom said she'll give me a table full of food."

"Wow!!!"

"Puchi..." Laughter suddenly came from the podium.

This time she was sure she was not hallucinating, the voice was really coming from the podium.

The girls frowned. Was the teacher eavesdropping on their conversation? Although he looked pretty, eavesdropping on other people's conversations was not a good idea, right?

The bell rang, and the classroom fell silent.

Xia Yang stood up and briefly introduced his name, then explained that he was just there to temporarily teach a class.

The girl who had been reading a book had her eyes shining when she heard his name.

Besides Fu Xiuyan, her idol is Professor Xia from their school. She applied to this university precisely because of Professor Xia Yang.

It was a pity that she was a freshman, and only in her junior and senior years would she be assigned some of Professor Xia's courses, though not many. He mainly supervised graduate students and was in charge of the college's research projects.

So I never had the chance to see it.

I didn't expect to see the real person here today.

He looked younger than she had imagined, but his temperament was very much in line with her image of a scholarly professor.

She felt that today was a double blessing for her, so she decided to take some money from her own savings and order an extra dish for dinner.

Xia Yang's lectures are very good. They are not boring at all, and he can explain some difficult points in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

In this class, even the number of students sleeping was reduced by more than half compared to before.

The bell rang, and Xia Yang began to pack up her courseware. She felt someone standing next to her.

I looked up and saw, oh, it was Fu Xiuyan’s little fan.

Xia Yang was in a good mood and very amiable: "My dear student, is there something I didn't explain clearly?"

"No, no." The girl waved her hands quickly. "You spoke very well, very well."

The girl rubbed her hands nervously and took a few deep breaths. "Hello, Professor Xia, I'm your fan. I applied to this university just for you. I study hard every day. I'd like to ask if I can apply to be your graduate student in the future?"

The girl spoke very quickly, as if she was afraid that if she spoke too slowly, she would suddenly lose her courage.

Xia Yang smiled and said, "Of course, I'm looking forward to it."

The girl's eyes lit up again and again.

"Oh, by the way. Didn't you just say that you are a fan of Fu Xiuyan? Why are you a fan of me now?" Xia Yang asked her with a kind smile.

The girl felt a little awkward. She was afraid she'd leave a bad impression on Professor Xia. Someone focused on academics wouldn't appreciate their students being celebrity-chasers, would they?

"Sorry," Xia Yang spoke first: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation. It's just that we are a little close..."

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize. She's always had a loud voice." The girl quickly explained, "You've always been my idol. I studied physics because of you. Emperor Fu... er, Fu Xiuyan, he's because of my parents... But he's different from most people in the entertainment industry. He's also very good, just like you. Ah, no, I mean..."

Oops, it feels like nothing I say is right, the more I say, the more wrong I feel...