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Ye Jinming's lectures were clear and logical. The first lecture on economic history was rich in content and quoted from classics.

Just like "Ye Jinming", who is so ordinary that it won't attract people's unnecessary attention and curiosity...except for He Zihuan.

At the end of the 90-minute class, Ye Jinming stopped on time, "That's all for today's content."

The students got up and left one after another, moving to the classroom for the next class.He Zihuan said to Bai Zhengyu and Zhang Ce, "You go first, take a seat for me." After speaking, he walked straight through the crowd to Ye Jinming.

Bai Zhengyu and Zhang Ce glanced at each other, and said loudly, "Hurry up, the two teaching buildings are far apart."

He Zihuan waved his hand without looking back, indicating that he knew, and strode in front of Ye Jinming who was packing up the materials and computer, and smiled into his eyes, "Hello, Teacher Ye, my name is Wei Zhao, and I am a freshman majoring in economics and management. This semester you will take two courses in economic history and macroeconomics."

Ye Jinming nodded, and said "Hello."

He Zihuan made no secret of his admiration and admiration, "Your knowledge is very profound, and your lecture ideas are thought-provoking. I was completely fascinated by it, and the get out of class was over in a flash."

Few students expressed their praise to Ye Jinming so directly, he froze, and looked at He Zihuan with more inquiring eyes, "Thank you."

"I'm very interested in economic history and economics." He Zihuan touched his head, with caution and anticipation in his words, "If you have any questions, can you ask the teacher?"

"Of course." Ye Jinming nodded slightly, picked up his business bag and walked out of the classroom. He thought the conversation was over, but He Zihuan followed his footsteps.

The young man exudes youthful vigor and is naturally good at dealing with people. He walked shoulder to shoulder with Ye Jinming, with a sincere look and a bright smile. "I heard from the seniors that you never use teaching assistants. Isn't that too much work? Doing chores, running errands, etc., I listen to the teacher's orders."

Ye Jinming refused without thinking, "I don't need help." He paused, not used to the enthusiasm of young people, stopped and looked at He Zihuan, instinctively distanced himself, "You should call me a professor."

He Zihuan smiled innocently, "'Professor' feels too old, you look a few years older than me, 'teacher' is more friendly, I blurted out unconsciously."

Ye Jinming asked quietly: "Are you 19 years old?"

He Zihuan nodded, and Ye Jinming said, "I'm 13 years older than you, so I'm really old for you."

He Zihuan slightly frowned disapprovingly, "Teacher is not old at all, he is in his prime." He raised the corner of his mouth, "I'm only 13 years old, at most I can be considered an elder brother."

Ye Jinming was noncommittal, and the gray eyes staring at the young man became sharp.He Zihuan didn't seem to notice it, smiled and blinked his left eye, pretending to be sorry and said: "But I can't call you 'brother', I have to call you 'teacher'."

He glanced at his watch with an anxious expression on his face, "Oops, I'm going to be late." Then he bowed to Ye Jinming, "Then I'll go first, goodbye teacher!" After speaking, he ran away quickly, turned around at the end of the corridor and smiled at Ye Jinming, He waved his hand and strode down the stairs.

Ye Jinming walked to the window and stared at He Zihuan's figure with dark eyes until he disappeared, like a shooting star that suddenly pierced the night sky.After returning to the office, he immediately entered the university database and called up Wei Zhao's information.

Wei Zhao, 19 years old, was born in the Continental Continental Federation. He immigrated to the Continental Continental Confederation with his parents when he was in junior high school. He is one of the special recruited international students of the university this year, and he is an Alpha in the top 1% in grades and quality.The family relationship is simple, the life is rich, the record is good, and he has been an excellent student since he was a child... There is no obvious doubt.

Ye Jinming pursed his lips in thought, took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers after a while, "It's me, I need to check someone."

A hoarse male voice came from the other end. You could feel the coldness and strong oppression from the other side through the phone, "Who?"

"The name is 'Wei Zhao', Alpha, a freshman in the Economics and Management Department of Federal University."

There was a moment of silence after the conversation, and two seconds later the other party spat out the word "good" and hung up the phone.

In the evening, Ye Jinming got a reply, "Wei Zhao's identity is fine, he's clean."

Ye Jinming put down his phone, heaved a sigh of relief, and no longer had any doubts. He only thought that the students he met this year were particularly enthusiastic.

Half a minute later, He Zihuan received a call without caller ID, and he answered it without changing his expression beside Bai Zhengyu and Zhang Ce, "Hello."

With the same deep male voice, He Xiong, the head of the Assassination Hall, said: "Sect Master, Ying Qi has checked your identity and told him as you have told him."

He Zihuan said slowly: "Okay, got it." Hang up the phone.

Bai Zhengyu asked curiously, "Who is it?"

He Zihuan shrugged: "Phone fraud, let me send him money."

Bai Zhengyu laughed, "Then you promise, everything will be boring!"

He Zihuan smiled, the light in his eyes flashed away, and he didn't reveal anything.One left and one right hooked the necks of Bai Zhengyu and Zhang Ce, "Go, let's play."

"Just fight, I must win you today!"

"See if you have the ability."

……

He Zihuan's college life was fulfilling and wonderful, but also very ordinary.He tried his best to play a 19-year-old boy, attending classes, writing reports, playing ball, participating in club activities, having dinner with classmates, playing games in the dormitory, and occasionally skipping classes... With his handsome appearance, outstanding ability, and unparalleled affinity He and his sunny and cheerful personality have become the well-deserved star school grass of this freshman class.

The best age, full of vitality and passion, has not entered the society yet, full of love for the world, can give everything for what he wants without any worries, "Wei Zhao" is such a person.

He is excellent to perfection, and the only "quirk" is that he has been enrolled for three months. All the teachers and students in the department know that He Zihuan is particularly fond of economic history and macroeconomics. I ran to the professor's office when I had time, working very hard.

Even with the explosion of popularity of the economic history course, which was originally dull and deserted, many Betas and Omegas from other departments would come to Ye Jinming's class, just to watch He Zihuan and learn about the subject that the male god likes.

Ye Jinming is indifferent by nature and treats students seriously and rigidly.However, He Zihuan loves Wu and Wu, not only doesn't mind, but also treats him more kindly and enthusiastically than other professors, and always appears around Ye Jinming.Even if the other party doesn't say a word, he can speak eloquently and laugh happily without being cold at all.

No, just after He Zihuan came out of the cafeteria after lunch, he caught sight of Ye Jinming who was reading in the coffee shop with his head bowed from a long distance away.The man was expressionless, holding a book and leaning against the soft chair in the corner, the sun shone beside him, casting a halo on him.It's so ordinary that it's hard to attract attention, but He Zihuan just can't take his eyes away.

Bai Zhengyu followed his gaze, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, "Yes!" He shook his head, with a hopeless expression on He Zihuan's face.

Zhang Ce just said "I won't wait for you." and walked away.The two were curious at first, and followed He Zihuan to join in the fun, but now they are too lazy to be light bulbs.

He Zihuan nodded, "Meet the students." After speaking, he walked quickly into the coffee shop.

Ye Jinming's senses were extremely keen, his ears moved slightly, and when he looked up, he saw He Zihuan walking towards him with a plate, smiling brightly.

"teacher."

Ye Jinming's face did not change, but his heart was unavoidably irritable.He doesn't like being associated with He Zihuan, the young man is outstanding and dazzling, he can attract attention anytime and anywhere, and the last thing Ye Jinming needs is attention, whether it's due to the consideration of being a killer, or they themselves are bipolar.He Zihuan is the light, he is the darkness, out of place.

Ye Jinming is a professor and cannot refuse students to ask questions or discuss ideas.No matter how boring and indifferent he was, He Zihuan didn't realize it, he was still enthusiastic, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

He Zihuan sat down opposite Ye Jinming, put the passion fruit chocolate cake in front of him, with bright eyes shining, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I invite the teacher to eat the cake."

Ye Jinming's eyes flashed, and he refused in a deep voice: "No need."

He Zihuan smiled unabated, inserted a piece and fed it to his mouth, feeling quite anxious in anticipation, "Try it, maybe I guess the taste that the teacher likes."

Ye Jinming retreated reflexively because of his intimate behavior, frowned slightly, showing displeasure.

He Zihuan blinked, with an innocent expression, put down his fork and asked, "Don't you like it?"

Ye Jinming was noncommittal, closed the book and left the coffee shop.After a while, He Zihuan caught up with him, raised the cardboard box in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to take it home, teacher?"

Ye Jinming stopped and looked at him coldly.He Zihuan stuck out his tongue, feeling extremely embarrassed, and muttered: "It seems that I really don't like it..." In a blink of an eye, he smiled purely, "That can only be cheaper for Zhengyu."

Ye Jinming sighed, "Is there anything else?"

He Zihuan nodded immediately, "I have a few questions about the 'operating mechanism of capitalism in classical economics' and I would like to ask the teacher for advice."

The two stared at each other for a second, and Ye Jinming turned and walked to the office helplessly.He Zihuan smiled triumphantly, strode up to follow, and asked very familiarly, "Have you had lunch, teacher?"

"Ah."

"Do you still have class in the afternoon?"

"Ah."

……

After returning to the office, Ye Jinming stopped talking nonsense, "What's the problem?"

He Zihuan did his homework, took out an extremely thick original book of "The Penguin History of Economics" from his backpack, and turned to the marked page, "Isn't this statement about the conditions for wealth growth contradicting the 'opposite relationship between wages and profits'?" ?"

Ye Jinming quickly browsed the original text, and said without hesitation, "There is no contradiction. The author discusses the 'labor theory of value' and 'capital growth' on opposite sides, and finally proves the point. Wages and profits..."

Ye Jinming thought clearly, spoke fluently, read papers and materials at his fingertips, and spit out a long paragraph of obscure words with no expression on his face.

He Zihuan stared at him with a smile, his gaze was so hot that Ye Jinming stopped his voice and said coldly, "You didn't listen carefully."

He Zihuan came back to his senses for a moment, and scratched his head embarrassedly, "I'm sorry." He looked directly at Ye Jinming, and said jokingly, "Because the teacher is so beautiful, I was dumbfounded."

Ye Jinming froze, his face darkened, he was by no means beautiful, and He Zihuan's intimacy had crossed the boundaries between teachers and students.

The young man's reading range far exceeded the test requirements, and he asked more and more profound questions. However, with his ability, Ye Jinming did not believe that He Zihuan could not understand, or could not find the answer by himself.

He looked directly at the other party and said affirmatively, "It's not that you don't know how to do it. Why do you ask me again?"

He Zihuan blinked, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. After a short hesitation, he looked into Ye Jinming's gray eyes with a smile, "Because I want to see the teacher."

Ye Jinming was puzzled, He Zihuan smiled, his expression was sincere, his eyes were hot and pure, only reflecting the person in front of him.

He said word by word: "I fell in love with the teacher at first sight."