After kissing the professor

The next morning, Yan He added Tan Ning's WeChat.She wrote "Hello, Teacher Tan! I'm Yan He from the Department of Journalism" in the application reason, and then clicked submit. Tan Ning quickly approved her application.

Yan He sent her a message: "Hello, Teacher Tan [Sahua] I am Yan He from the Department of Journalism~ Please [happy] [happy] [happy]" just after the message was sent out, a call came in. The instructor of Yan He Club: "Yan He, I heard that you are back?"

Yan He replied: "Yes teacher, I just came back yesterday."

"That's right, isn't it the Chinese New Year coming soon? Our school plans to publish a special issue for the school's current faculty and staff who are selected into the 'Ten Thousand Talents Program', which will also help our enrollment this year."

Yan He asked: "How many teachers are there?"

"It should be seven. I will send you the list and some questions and precautions to be asked in the interview after I sort it out tomorrow. You and Yu Ke will assign someone to do the interview." The instructor's voice came from looking through the materials: "Then the task is entrusted to you."

Yan He came down and hung up the phone, only to find that Tan Ning had replied to him.

Tan Ning: "Hi, student Yan He [smiling face] I hope we have a happy cooperation [Sahua] I heard from your supervisor that you just came back from studying abroad and you are very good~ Do you have time recently? Come to my office to discuss you topic?"

Yan He: "Thank you, teacher~ [Loving Heart] I am free anytime! See your time, teacher!"

Tan Ning: "Tomorrow then? Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning. My office is in Room 303, Teaching Building No. [-]."

Yan He: "Thank you, teacher~ I'll see you tomorrow~ [Love]" Tan Ning: "[OK]" Putting down the phone, Yan He sat on the sofa in a daze for a moment, then went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.The house is empty and there is no popularity.He opened the refrigerator that was a little taller than him, and it was full, but Yan He suddenly didn't want to eat anymore.

Ms. He and Mr. Yan are not at home, both of them are busy with work.Yan He felt a little annoyed, if he hadn't fallen asleep when he got home yesterday, maybe the whole family could have a meal together?

Yan He leaned against the kitchen counter with his head downcast.The heating was turned on at home, she was only wearing a short sleeve, and the water in her hand was also cold, and only then did she belatedly feel the coolness creeping up her back.

She put the mug in the microwave and set the time.

It is obviously a familiar scene, but something is not quite right.Everything was exactly the same as when she left, but she had a strange premonition that something was quietly changing.This kind of change is silent and subtle, but it changes everything silently.By the time Fanran realized it, it was too late.

Yan He always thinks about her childhood, and she doesn't know what happened to her recently, maybe she suddenly got idle, so she always thinks about the past.

During the winter vacation when she was eleven or twelve years old, Ms. He and Mr. Yan hadn't rested yet. She always slept until she woke up naturally, and then opened the cartoon to watch it for a whole day.In the afternoon, I waited for them to come back. Standing by the window and seeing the figures of my parents, I immediately turned off the TV and began to pretend to do my homework.

Yan He remembered that at that time Ms. He always came back first, but later on, Ms. He came back later and later, and the person who went home to cook became Mr. Yan.

With a "ding", Yan He came back to his senses, took out the steaming cup from the microwave oven, and put it directly to his mouth.It may be because the temperature of the water was too high because it took too long to adjust, which scalded the tip of her tongue.

Yan He hissed, and rushed to the sink to take a shower of cold water.

She raised her head and looked at herself wet in the mirror, with a few strands of hair clinging to her face disobediently.Staring at those familiar eyes, Yan He only saw confusion in them.

Tan Ning's office is the second from the left next to the stairs. It was [-]:[-] when Yan He arrived, maybe because the third floor is a temporary office area, and there is no one in the corridor.

The school's administrative building is being renovated, and many teachers have moved their offices to empty classrooms in the teaching building.

Standing at the door of the office, Yan He tidied up the straps of his backpack, pursed his lips nervously, and waited for the battle.She knocked on the door, but no one answered. She tried to open the door, but found it was locked.

At exactly nine o'clock, Tan Ning stepped on the clock and walked over.

At first, Yan He didn't realize that this was his instructor, until Tan Ning walked up to her, took out the key and opened the door while asking, "Are you Yan He from the Department of Journalism?"

Yan He blinked: "Hello, Teacher Tan!"

Tan Ning smiled, opened the door, and signaled Yan He to go in first.

Tan Ning's almond eyes were round and round, and when she smiled, her eyes were moist. Her pupils were light in color, more like light amber.Tan Ning is like the Jiangnan woman described by the ancients, with a gentle temperament and a smile on her lips. Looking at her, she feels peaceful.

She was wearing a camel coat with a beige sweater underneath.Seeing Yan He still standing at the door, she smiled again, and waved at Yan He: "Why are you standing at the door? Come in! Close the door, it's so cold."

There are six large desks neatly arranged in the office, perhaps because this is a temporary office, it looks a bit messy.But Tan Ning's desk was very tidy and clean, with only two books on it.

The cover of that book looked familiar to Yan He. It was Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams". There was a small metal bookmark in the middle of the book.

Tan Ning hung his coat on the back of the chair casually, went to the drinking fountain and poured two cups of warm water, motioning for Yan He to move a chair and sit down.Yan He moved a chair and walked over quickly, and sat on the left side of Tan Ning's desk.

Tan Ning noticed Yan He's gaze, raised her eyebrows slightly, and tapped the book "The Interpretation of Dreams" with the fingertips of her left hand: "My undergraduate major is psychology, and Yan He is also interested? degree?"

Yan He blushed, and after sitting closer to Tan Ning, she realized that Tan Ning's face was swollen.

"No..." Yan He pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly: "I just took a look."

Tan Ning gave a "hmm" and took out the computer from the bag. After turning it on, the screen saver was a smiling face of a baby.Yan He had seen a photo of the same style, it was Tan Ning's WeChat avatar.

"My daughter," Tan Ning smiled softly, raising her hand to brush up her hair that was hanging down her temples, her words revealed the tenderness of a new mother: "It's only half a year old, it's the time to cling to someone."

Yan He praised politely: "Your daughter is so beautiful, her eyes are very similar to yours."

"Really?" Tan Ning raised his eyes to look at Yan He, and chatted with her with a smile in his voice, "They all said that my daughter resembles my husband."

Suddenly meeting those eyes, Yan He actually had a feeling of being seen through. She avoided it subconsciously, lowered her head and took out her computer from her schoolbag: "Teacher, I will send you some thoughts on my topic selection."

Tan Ning nodded, and after receiving the documents, he began to seriously discuss the topic selection with Yan He.

The get out of class bell rang in the downstairs classroom. Tan Ning looked at the time and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Yan He recovered from his contemplation, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay!"

Tan Ning smiled lightly, got up, opened the door and walked out.

Yan He let out a long breath, took out his mobile phone, and saw the message from Li Xiuxi: "Sisters and sisters! How are you doing! How is Teacher Tan!"

Yan He: "Sister Wenrou! She's so gentle!! And she's so amazing!"

Li Xiuxi: "Sister Wenrou! I will always be a god! Who doesn't like Sister Wenrou, woooooo!"

Yan He: "Stop talking, stop talking, my side is not over yet."

She put away her mobile phone, and suddenly noticed that the flash of Tan Ning's mobile phone on the table was on, as if a call had come in.Yan He blinked, didn't want to pick it up, and planned to tell her when Tan Ning came back.

As soon as the flash went out, Tan Ning came back.

Yan He stood up: "Teacher, your phone rang just now."

Tan Ning paused, and said with a smile, "Really? Let me see." Her hands were still a little wet, she took out two tissue papers and wiped her hands while calling the person back: "Jin Rong? What's wrong?"

Yan He's ears immediately perked up.

Jin Rong?Could it be Shen Jinrong?

"Ah, I was away just now, um."

"Okay, I'm talking to the students in the office about the topic selection, and it's almost over, you just come here."

"it is good."

An indescribable joy occupied the high ground in his heart, just hearing her name made Yan He Xiaolu bump wildly.

When Tan Ning hung up the phone, Yan He pretended to be casual and asked, "Teacher, is this Professor Shen Jinrong from the Business School?" When he said Shen Jinrong's name, Yan He felt his voice tremble.

"Yes." Tan Ning was a little surprised, "Is Jinrong so famous? Hahahaha."

Yan He explained: "I have listened to Professor Shen's class before."

Tan Ning said thoughtfully, "Is that so." She smiled sweetly, "Speaking of which, I taught you, Professor Shen."

The author has something to say: No one guessed right... Teacher Tan Ning is not Professor Shen's ex-girlfriend!

There is a quiz with prizes~ Another: No update on the 13th~ Meh!

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