Crossing 1992: Contracting a barren mountain and becoming a huge demolition household

Professor Qi was not as excited as Professor Feng. Instead, he asked curiously, "Do you like foreign languages ​​so much?"

She asked this question without any ill intention, but she just didn't understand it clearly. If Ye Ke was a person who loved learning, then she could understand why Ye Ke took time out to take foreign language classes in addition to his major.

But Ye Ke... doesn't look like him?

At least judging from her professional performance, it is obvious that she did not try her best.

Ye Ke, who was indeed slacking off, felt a little guilty. She touched her nose and said, "At first, I was just curious, but then I thought learning was not difficult, so I kept attending classes."

Ye Ke couldn't say directly that he had already learned it once, and was just pretending to review it, so he had to pretend that he was a talented person.

Professor Xu testified, "This is the truth. Xiao Ke's level is also average in our class."

Language is a subject that requires constant learning and repeated practice. Ye Ke only attended classes occasionally, and his level fell behind without him realizing it.

Professor Xu didn't know that this was already a decline in her level. He still thought that Ye Ke was truly gifted because she could catch up with the students in the class by attending classes and studying on her own.

Such a high evaluation? Professor Qi looked surprised: "Have you ever thought about changing your major?"

She said this with good intentions. No matter what major they were in, they were all students of their school. If the students had talents and interests in other areas, she would certainly be willing to help them.

Professor Xu's eyes lit up. That's right! Why hadn't she thought of it before?

Professor Feng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "She doesn't want to!"

Ye Ke also shook her head. What a joke! She chose the Chinese department because she didn’t want to study it again. How could she change her major now?

With Ye Wenhui in front of her, she didn't dare to say anything about slacking off, so she had to explain, "I just think learning more languages ​​is useful, but my heart is still in the Chinese department."

Professor Feng snorted proudly and looked at Professor Xu. "See? My students can't be kidnapped so easily."

Professor Xu wasn't angry at all. Instead, he stared at Professor Feng mischievously, "I was just teasing you. Look at how stingy you are!"

Professor Feng looked at the other two professors, both of whom had smiles on their faces. What was there to understand? They were all watching his show!

Professor Feng's old face turned red, and he picked up the teacup and took a sip to hide his anger.

Seeing that the trick had been taken, Ye Ke quickly pulled Ye Wenhui away from the scene: "Professor Feng, Professor Xu, Professor Qi, Professor Mo, my sister and nephew are still waiting for us at home, so we'll go back first."

After Ye Ke left, Professor Mo didn't let Professor Feng go. He asked with interest, "Do you like your student so much?"

As an old friend of many years, he had never seen Professor Feng pay so much attention to any student's academic performance.

Professor Feng continued to drink water without saying anything.

Professor Xu pointed out: "Of course, it's true. It's so rare to have a student who's not afraid of him, and he's also smart and clever. How can I not take him seriously?"

"Let me tell you something! When Old Feng first found out Xiao Ke was taking my class, he was sulking for two days. He was so motivated to prepare for the class, just wanting Xiao Ke to focus all his energy on his major."

Professor Mo suggested: "Have you ever thought about letting Ye Ke take the postgraduate entrance examination? Then you can personally guide her."

Professor Feng was stunned and waved his hand: "You're only a sophomore. It's too early to bring this up."

But I thought this was a good idea.

Having known Ye Ke for so long, he naturally discovered that she was a bit lazy. She was smart but not very motivated.

He instinctively felt that Ye Ke would prefer to stay on campus rather than work.

Professor Feng looked at Professor Mo warily: "You can't snatch this student that I'm optimistic about!"

Professor Mo: “…”

Just now you said it was too early? Why are you so nervous now? Is it really that serious? You're guarding against him like a thief.

Ye Ke didn't know that Professor Feng had already set his sights on her.

She happily praised her own retreat.

Although escaping is shameful, it is useful!

Ye Wenhui listened to the general situation in the room and frowned and asked, "Tell me the truth, which foreign language major do you prefer?"

She was worried that what Ye Ke had just said was to save face for the teachers.

Her family can now be said to have no worries about food and clothing, so Ye Wenhui naturally has nothing to worry about. She does not consider other factors and only wants Ye Ke to learn what she likes most.

Ye Wenhui thought that since Professor Qi had suggested changing majors, it must be feasible. If Ye Ke was too embarrassed to ask the teacher, then she would risk her dignity and ask the teacher herself.

Ye Ke was stunned. Does she like foreign languages?

I didn't really like it, did I? In my previous life, I majored in foreign languages ​​simply because it was a popular major in that era, and the job market was good.

Later, in order to find a job, she studied very hard and tried to keep herself at the top of her profession.

After joining the work, in order to improve her professional skills, she did not forget to improve herself after work, and learning has become a habit.

"I don't like foreign languages." Ye Ke was very clear about this.

"I really like Chinese." Ye Ke looked at Ye Wenhui with eyes full of sincerity.

She admitted that her initial intention in enrolling in the Chinese Department was not pure, she simply wanted to study a major that looked leisurely.

In her previous life, she worked so hard to earn money and buy a house to prevent Ye Wenhui from living under someone else's roof, and even ruined her health because of work. In this life, she could be as lazy as she wanted.

But now, after taking classes for more than a year, she has been impressed by the teachers. The charm of the Chinese Department is not only reflected in literary research. Teachers and students are constantly trying various possibilities besides creation.

Although Ye Ke did not try his best in studying, he really liked this major.

Seeing the joy in Ye Ke's eyes, Ye Wenhui finally felt relieved and reminded him, "Then don't work too hard. I heard from your teacher that you always squeeze in time to attend classes. Don't exhaust yourself."

Ye Ke has been sensible since he was young, and his studies have never worried Ye Wenhui. She just thought that Ye Ke was still the same as he was in high school, working hard to study.

"Ahem...hmm." Ye Ke cleared his throat unnaturally, not daring to look directly at Ye Wenhui.

The most she had was a tight schedule, but she wasn't trying her best in any area.

Fortunately, Ye Wenhui didn't notice the flicker in her eyes.

When the two returned to the villa, Ye Ke saw Ruirui losing her temper, which was rare.

When the little guy is angry, he won't make a fuss, but will turn his back and sulk alone.

Ye Ke only saw the small ball curled up on the chair, twitching from time to time, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

When I took a closer look, I saw that Ruirui's big eyes were filled with tears, which were about to fall out.

As soon as he saw Ye Ke, his mouth pursed and he sobbed, "Auntie~ Mom is bad!"