Chen Yuzhang's teaching style is very distinctive, with a steady pace.

Those obscure professional terms in the books became easy to understand under his narration, but the questions he raised were thought-provoking and few people could answer them.

For students who ask questions, he will not give direct answers, but help analyze the problems, making them realize the narrowness of their views from multiple angles, which is very beneficial.

The people in the class didn't even feel like they had heard enough before the bell rang and they sighed with regret.

At this time, the principal came up and shook hands with Chen Yuzhang, said a few words with a smile, then turned around and said loudly to the people below:

"Students of Huaguang, I have good news for you. Professor Chen has agreed not to return to the UK for the time being and will come here to give two open classes every Wednesday and Friday."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a cheer, especially from the officers sitting below, all of them looked excited.

Professionals all know that Professor Chen is not just talking nonsense. He must have come into contact with these weapons, especially the research and analysis of modern machinery, which is more thorough than what the instructors in the army can explain.

After the students dispersed, a short-haired, pretty female lieutenant walked up to the podium somewhat shyly, looked at Chen Yuzhang who was packing up, and said:

"Hello, professor. My name is Duan Jia, and I am a cultural soldier in the Third Army Reconnaissance Brigade."

"Art soldier?"

Chen Yuzhang was a little puzzled. It seemed that there was indeed only one female soldier coming today. He thought she was a physics enthusiast who loved mechanics.

Duan Jia knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly shook his head:

"I majored in physics in college, which I liked, but my grades were not ideal. My family thought that art soldiers would get promoted quickly, so they made me change my major."

"Professor, your lecture today was really good. I understood it all and found it very interesting. What will you talk about in the next class?"

Chen Yuzhang realized that her purpose was not this, so he ignored her, picked up the book and wanted to leave.

But she was stopped by Duan Jia. Yes, she fell in love at first sight.

This man was cold and abstinent, yet so talented at such a young age. He was exactly the man of her dreams. Moreover, they were a teacher and a student. The thought of it made her excited.

In order to win the favor of this person, she hurriedly searched her mind for common topics among young people, and found one.

She took a few steps forward and said:

"Professor, have you heard of the boy band Acetrip? My cousin is the captain of the band, Ace. Can I invite you to go to the concert together?"

To be honest, she was a little nervous. This was the first time she showed her affection to a man. She couldn't help but tilt her head slightly and cover her burning ears with her hair.

Chen Yuzhang looked at her quietly and said coldly: "Don't come to my class in the future, it's not suitable for you"

After saying that, he calmly walked out of the classroom, leaving Duan Jia dumbfounded behind.

In a European-style villa outside Beijing, Duan Jia fell on the sofa crying sadly.

A well-maintained and capable woman in her fifties came out of the kitchen, took off the baking gloves on her hands, and slapped her on the shoulder:

"Keep your voice down"

Then he pointed upstairs and said, "Ranran didn't come back until four o'clock last night, don't wake him up."

Duan Jia made a lot of noise but did little. He stood up, pursed his lips and pulled her hand:

"Aunt, you don't love me anymore. You don't even care about my broken heart."

The three generations of the Duan family were all soldiers, and their marriage partners were all military families. Only her eldest aunt Duan Mei followed her husband's family into business.

She even ran the company alone after her husband's death and took ten years to take Duan Group public. She is a real strong woman. Duan Jia admires her aunt the most.

But in my grandfather's eyes, this mother and son were the two most rebellious people in the Duan family. When my uncle asked for marriage, the old man's only request was that the son take the surname of the Duan family and join the army in the future instead of his mother.

But who could have imagined that her cousin was even more rebellious and became a popular star. Her grandfather was still talking about this before he died.

Duan Mei smiled and gave her a look:

"You just act like a spoiled brat in front of me. If you tell your mom what you just said, she will probably spank you."

Duan Jia stuck out his tongue and made a face:

"Don't you know my mother's bad temper? She thinks that my relationship at the age of 30 is premature."

This really made Duan Mei laugh. At this moment, a man with misty blue hair came down the stairs, rubbing his eyes as he walked:

"Mom, cousin, what are you laughing at?"

Duan Mei looked at him lovingly:

"What else can I say? It's about your cousin's broken heart. Ranran, mom has baked a cake for you. Wash up first and you can eat it soon."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen. Duan Jia looked at him enviously and hooked his arm around the boy's neck:

"Come here, can we switch mothers? Don't be polite to me."

Ever since Duan Ran returned from his disappearance two years ago, her aunt has become more and more gentle. She even learned to bake cakes when she couldn't cook. She was so envious.

Duan Ran pried her hands apart and sat further away:

"You tomboy, you must not have pretended well, and the man saw through it. Tell me, how can you be so strong? Even if I want you, I don't want you."

These words touched Duan Jia, and he lowered his head dejectedly.

Duan Ran was a little surprised when he saw this, and sat over:

"No way, you're really tempted. Who is it? Is he from the army?"

Duan Jia shook his head and took out his phone:

"He is a physics professor at Huaguang University of Science and Technology. He is very handsome and very charming when he teaches.

That’s right, it’s the kind of thing where listening to your words is worth ten years of study. You know I like physics, and other people’s lectures are boring, but his is different, I can understand everything he says.”

"I even mentioned you specifically and invited him to go to the concert together, but he actually told me not to go to class anymore, woo woo."

Duan Ran looked at Duan Jia's screams with disdain and snatched the phone.

"I want to see who this person is. Even I don't know him. Tickets for my concert in Jinhai are selling like crazy. Does he know how much each ticket costs?"

As he spoke, he picked up the phone. When he saw the man clearly, Duan Ran suddenly widened his eyes and the phone fell to the ground.

"Hey, don't throw my phone if you don't want to see it. I just bought it. Be careful not to break the screen."

Duan Jia wanted to pick it up, but Duan Ran, who had come to his senses, pushed him away and picked up the phone again.

After a while, he forwarded the picture to his WeChat and then quickly ran upstairs.

Duan Jia was holding his phone in confusion:

"What's wrong with you? If I didn't know you were looking at a handsome guy, I would have thought you were seeing a ghost."

For Duan Ran, this was almost like seeing a ghost.

He locked the door tightly, took out his cell phone, clicked on the picture to enlarge it, and slid down to the ground slowly.

It really is him, it really is Chen Yuzhang.

The scenes from two years ago kept replaying in Duan Ran's mind like a movie storyboard. He bit his lip, tears welling up in his eyes uncontrollably...

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