Self-investment

Jian Ling knew Luo Yimu's name and knew that she was a teacher at Jinling University, so her mind became active. She directly checked the information of the faculty and staff on the official website of Jinling University. Not to mention, she really found it.

Luo Yimu, female, aged 35, returned from studying abroad, is currently a professor at the Law School of Jinling University. There is also a one-inch photo of her on the left side of the page. Her hair is tied up and her eyes are like torches. looks.

It turns out that he is a professor who specializes in law. No wonder he has such a serious and serious look all over his body, and he also has an aura of not getting close to strangers.

It’s just that she’s a little older. If she’s younger, it’s much easier to be in her early 30s. Jane rubbed her chin and thought, she’s more experienced with women in the age range of 18 to 28, and she’s never been with a 35-year-old woman. However, it is really difficult to chase this sister, tsk tsk.

However, from the day Jian Ling started to develop her secondary sexual characteristics, she has never failed to catch up with anyone she has a crush on, and she is quite confident about this.

Jian Ling was on the night shift in the first half of the night and was drowsy. In the second half of the night, looking for Luo Yimu's information made her more energetic. She didn't let go of any news about this person, and even downloaded her published papers. few.

This time, Jian Ling is determined to pursue her seriously. Of course, she has to develop a common language with her. However, she is a law professor. With Jian Ling's high school education level, it is really difficult to cultivate a common language with her. There are more than a dozen papers, many of which are in English. In Jian Ling’s eyes, they are random arrangements of 26 letters, and she doesn’t know them at all. Jian Ling knew them all, but when they were put together, she couldn't even read the titles. She clicked on a few articles at random, and Jian Ling felt dizzy and stared at her eyes, so she had to give up temporarily.

When there is business to do, time always flies very fast. Jian Ling still collects Luo Yimu's pictures everywhere on the Internet. Before he knows it, it is already daylight. The person was taken aback, "Sister Ling? Why are you on the night shift?"

"Xiao Liu's family has something to do." Jian Ling replied casually, staring at the screen.

"Sister Ling is working hard, leave this to me, you go to sleep first." The employee yawned again as he spoke.

Infected by him, Jian Ling came up sleepy, covered his mouth and yawned, closed the webpage, cleared his browsing history, briefly explained to him, went upstairs to rest, and did not forget to tell him, "Be careful, don't make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, sister."

Jian Ling went upstairs to her bedroom, took a hasty shower, and lay down on the bed.She didn't sleep all night, her eyes hurt like needles, and she couldn't fall asleep when her head hit the pillow.Her eyes hurt, but her brain was very active. All the faces flashing back and forth on the ceiling were Luo Yimu's faces, the ones with indifferent expressions, the ones with serious expressions, and those who pressed her against the wall that night, making her unable to move. Ling vaguely could hear her saying in his ear: "What are you laughing at?" The voice was reserved and restrained, and it was extremely attractive.Jian Ling closed her eyes and turned over twice, but Luo Yimu was still dangling in front of her eyes, unable to drive her away.

I have never thought about someone so much day and night, and finally let her go, she reappeared in her own world, whetted Jian Ling's appetite, letting go once was easy, but letting go a second time was harder than going to heaven .

Jian Ling was so disturbed by Luo Yimu's pretty face that she couldn't sleep, so she threw the pillow out irritably, picked up her phone, and opened WeChat to see if Luo Yimu had approved her friend application.

There are several new notifications in WeChat, besides the official news and group news, there are also Jian Ling's friends, who asked her to go out privately, but there is no news from Luo Yimu's friends. A look of disappointment flashed in Jian Ling's eyes, and she put down her phone He was about to close his eyes to sleep, but suddenly opened them again, picked up the phone again, and clicked on the chat box with Luo Qin.

She didn't care if she was free or not, she moved her fingers quickly on the screen, and quickly sent a message to Luo Qin.

Jian Ling: [The person who came to arrest you last night was your teacher? ]

Luo Qin replied in seconds, [Our economic law professor, what's wrong? ]

Jian Ling: [Look at your posture, you haven't slept all night? #cover face#]

Luo Qin: [#流泪#Don’t mention it, I was caught by her last night, and she has her class again today, she said that I didn’t receive my homework before class today, so I don’t want to think about economic law this semester. ]

Jian Ling: [So strict? #surprise#]

Luo Qin: [That's right, the students in our school call her King Yama!Miss Ling, are you okay?It's okay, I'm doing my homework, so I won't chat with you anymore. ]

Jian Ling: [Of course there is something to do, please send me a copy of your professor Luo's schedule, thank you, next time you come to the Internet, I will give you free. ]

Luo Qin: [It's easy to say. #着牙笑#]

Luo Qin moved very quickly, and within 5 minutes he passed a schedule of their majors to Jian Ling, and attached a message: [Sister Ling, I only have our majors, and I have marked Professor Luo's classes with red circles , the date and time are also available, don’t forget to give me free Internet access next time, thank you Lingjie! ]

Jian Ling received Luo Qin's document, opened it, and coincidentally, there will be a big class for Luo Yimu tonight, starting at seven o'clock in the evening and ending at nine o'clock in the evening, Jian Ling immediately turned off the screen of the phone, and seized the time to sleep .

It's the first time to go to Luo Yimu's class, so I have to make a good impression on her no matter what, I can't doze off in her class.

Closing her eyes, Jian Ling recalled the nicknames those students gave Luo Yimu.

Yama.

With that serious face, hey, it's quite vivid.

Jian Ling couldn't help laughing.

……

Looking at the entire Jinling University Law School, who hasn't experienced the prestige of Yama?In terms of failure rate, Professor Luo Yimu would say that he is second, and no one in Jinling University dares to say that he is the first, and every class is called. It doesn't work to beg for mercy.

The final grades of each course in each major of the law school are divided into two weights:

The results of the final exam and the usual results, the mid-term exam results account for 70% of the final total score, while the usual results account for 30%.That is to say, if the usual score is 0 points, unless you can get a good score of 86 points or more in the final exam paper, the total score will still fail.This shows how important the usual grades are.

It is rumored that once, a courageous student skipped Luo Yimu's class and asked his roommate to handle the roll call for him. Professor Luo caught him out on the spot. As a result, the one who skipped class and the two students who took his place Usually, all grades were recorded as 0 points, and the person who answered on his behalf was still a top student who wanted to get a scholarship with all his strength. He was so tricked that he wanted to cry without tears. He burst into tears in Professor Luo's office, and almost knelt down for her. , the teachers in the same office couldn't bear it and pleaded for him one after another, but it was useless, Luo Yimu was stern and selfless.Xueba cried, made trouble, hanged himself, stood on the balcony of the dormitory and said that he would die if he could not get the scholarship, and would jump off the building. Luo Yimu sneered after hearing the news, "Let him jump, and if he dies, I will pay his family compensation. "The top student had no choice but to come down on his own in despair. In the end, he failed the course and went to retake it honestly.

Since then, no one in the law school has dared to take a class, and her reputation as King Yama of the law school has spread throughout the school.

Jian Ling just learned that Luo Yimu was nicknamed King Yama, and she didn't know the origin, and she underestimated the students' fear of her, so she went to the class a little late, and she didn't leave home until [-]:[-] for the [-]:[-] pm class. On the way, I bought a sesame seed cake for dinner, and I barely stepped into the classroom door at [-]:[-].

Economic law is a public basic course in the law school. Luo Qin is a major with about a hundred students. When Jian Ling walked into the classroom, the back row of seats was already full, and there was no room to find a seat. Instead, the first three rows were deserted. Only the third row sat a few students who came too late to choose.The students sitting in the third row looked at each other with sad faces, thinking about how to get through this class, only Jian Ling happily grabbed the seat in the first row closest to the podium, fearing that he would not be able to fool around in front of Professor Luo Familiar, her suicidal behavior shocked the jaws of the students in the back row. They whispered to each other, wondering which class the student was from, and whether there was something wrong with their brains.

Unaware of the commotion behind him, Jian Ling leaned all her strength on the chair, crossed her legs and waited for Luo Yimu's first class, when she suddenly received a message from Luo Qin.

Luo Qin: [Sister Ling, why does the person sitting in the first row of Room 703, Block C look so familiar to me?Could it be you? ]

Jian Ling: [It's me, what's wrong? ]

Luo Qin: [Sister Ling, are you having a seizure?Even if you love learning and want to take classes, whose fault is it that you have to go to Yan Luowang's class?Besides, even if you don't want to take Yama's class, don't sit in the first row, you don't want to die? ]

Jian Ling: [#打鼻# Is that an exaggeration? ]

Luo Qin: [It's too late to explain, come to the back! ]

But it was too late when Luo Qin sent this message, because the class bell had already rang, and Luo Yimu stepped into the classroom on time, every second was right, Luo Qin was so scared that he quickly put away his phone.

Luo Yimu entered the classroom with a flashlight, and turned off the flashlight before entering the door. As soon as he took a step, he felt that the atmosphere of today's class was a bit wrong.

Without stopping, she went straight to the podium, put down her handouts and textbooks, and glanced around the large classroom indifferently. There were about a hundred students who did not dare to breathe.

Luo Yimu finally stopped his gaze on the first seat in the first row closest to the podium.

The rebellious purplish-gray head and the raised lips that seem to be smiling but not smiling are more eye-catching among a group of docile students.