C115 (2/2)
With such character and bearing, no matter how good the specialized courses were, she didn't want to learn them anymore.
Nikki put the book on the table into her backpack and turned to leave.
However, what he said just now made Professor Lin remember something. Before he left, he suddenly called for someone to stop.
”Wait, you just said that someone introduced the arrangements, then who was the person who arranged for you to come to class?”
”Chen Xue, Professor Chen!” Nikki didn't hide anything as she spoke Professor Chen's name directly.
Professor Lin was surprised for a moment, then he immediately looked up and down at Nikki, his eyes full of suspicion.
But he did not dare to speak carelessly against Professor Chen's name. He could only ask in disbelief, ”You're Professor Chen's new apprentice?”
”Yes sir!” ”Professor Lin, I've finished answering your questions, can we leave now?”
”I …” Now it was Professor Lin who was stuttering, not knowing what to say.
After hearing this, the girl sitting next to him opened her mouth widely, obviously not daring to believe what she had just heard.
Nikki looked at Professor Lin, who was standing in front of her, and said coldly, ”Professor Lin, since you don't want me to be your listener, then I'll leave. Please step aside and let me out!”
”This... Besides, Professor Chen should have told me before that you would come to listen in. Just sit down and listen to it, and if there's anything you don't understand after class, you can just come and find me! ”
In front of so many students, although Professor Lin felt a little embarrassed to make a 180 degree change in his attitude, his tone was much better.
However, she didn't want to stay here any longer. She smiled, and said politely but firmly, ”I'm sorry, Professor Lin. I suddenly remembered that I have something to take care of, so I'll be leaving first!”
After saying this, she didn't let Professor Lin get out of the way. Instead, she made the girl beside her give her some space to get out.
The girl was already shocked. Of course, she would do whatever warm air said. Under Professor Lin's pleading eyes, warm air walked out of the classroom step by step.
Looking at her leaving figure, Professor Lin was extremely regretful. When he found out that Professor Chen was going to put her disciple in his class to listen, he was secretly excited for a few days. He thought that his promotion opportunity had finally arrived, but he never thought that he would screw it up himself.
He had always thought that with Professor Chen's prestige in the screenwriter world, her disciple would definitely be a slightly famous screenwriter. But who knew that she would actually be such an unknown aunt general? At a glance, she was clearly a university student, so how could he think of her as Professor Chen's disciple?
Thinking about how she lost the promotion she had been looking forward to for years, and how if she went back to complain to Professor Chen about him, then the image he had painstakingly erected in front of Professor Chen would be ruined.
Thinking of this, Professor Lin felt a sense of despair. Naturally, he had no intention of taking the rest of the classes and could only muddle along until the end.
But after she thought for a moment, she gave up on the decision to immediately go to Chen Xue. She did not like this Professor Lin, right, this person was too meritorious and did not have any respect for his students, but she did not want to do such a thing.
She would find another excuse and say that Professor Lin's teaching method was not suitable for her, so she asked Professor Chen to arrange another class for her to attend. In any case, there were many teachers in the same class, so there was no need for her to have a fight with this Professor Lin.
With that in mind, Nikki left the school and took a taxi back to her apartment.
Looking at the timetable for tomorrow's class, she estimated that she would be at school all day again. She could still hurry up on her script when she went back now.
Tang Banyeng finished reading the document in his hand. He stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. This was his habit. Pressing the space between his eyebrows would help him keep his train of thought clear and improve his work efficiency.
He reached for the glass on the table. He wanted to take a sip of water, but the water was gone.
Just as he was about to pour the water from the cup, he saw a familiar figure in the corner of his eyes.
He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was hallucinating. However, when he turned around to look, he realized that it was not his imagination.
He turned back to the schedule on the table, his long fingers sliding down the length of the schedule. Finally he stopped at The Skills of Creation, and looked at the time on his watch.
At this time, wasn't she supposed to still be in class? And why would he be here?