Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

After solving the biggest problem, Qiu Zhen became much more relaxed. He finally didn't have to spend time on those messy entertainments, and he could still smile and say to the person who asked him to drink: "Stop playing, my mother told me to go home and inherit the family." Industry."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the other party's reaction, she opened the refrigerator to think about what to eat for dinner. Xia Xia looks very busy recently, leaving early and returning late every day.

Qiuzheng was cutting tomatoes, and suddenly realized a problem. He wiped his hands, opened his black apron, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called Sister Wang. After talking about his recent status, he admired from the bottom of his heart: My mother eats more salt than I eat rice."

Qiu Ma: "..."

"Did you mean it?"

Qiu Zhen smiled, and inadvertently mentioned the tone of Bi Xia's voice when he called her, and he knew that Xia Xia must have said it.

The laughter on the other end of the phone made Qiu Zhen a little uneasy, and Sister Wang said, "It's no different from usual, I explained to you why you didn't answer my call."

The more she said that, the more Qiu Zhen felt something was wrong. Although it was normal, but...he continued to ask, "How exactly?"

"He said 'Qiu Zhen drank too much last night'."

Qiu Zhen finally knows why Xia Xia has been so "busy" recently. If he doesn't care at all, he will cover him in front of Sister Wang, similar to "family matters, just close the door and solve it by yourself". If the parents intervene, it can only mean that Xia Xia doesn't want to control him anymore.

He hung up the phone, sat on the sofa thinking about what to do, the phone rang, it was the app he made up by himself back then, when Bi Xia asked him, he quickly took the phone and took a look.

"Dinner is at school."

Qiuzhen couldn't sit still anymore, changed clothes and went out, while texting Bi Xia back: I'll pick you up

Bi Xia glanced at the phone, turned off the screen and put it away. On the opposite side, Shangguan Lu Yuan put down the menu: "It's rare to get together, don't you call Qiuzhen?"

Bi Xia shook his head, and now Shangguan Lu Yuan saw it, and smiled: "What did he do?"

Bi Xia motioned him to order food, but he didn't lie to Qiu Zhen. He originally planned to eat in the cafeteria, but he met Shangguan on the way.

Half an hour later, Qiu Zhen also arrived. He first went to the cafeteria that Bi Xia often went to, but found no one, and then used his mobile phone to locate and rushed here.

Their applets update the positions of both parties in real time, which is very convenient to use, but they have a tacit understanding and usually don't use it.

Now is an extraordinary moment, Qiu Zhen told himself.

This is a western restaurant, and Qiuzheng is wearing a t-shirt and denim that looks out of place here. Fortunately, this restaurant is only decorated in a grand manner, and the consumption level is actually not high, and customers are not required to wear formal clothes.

After refusing the waiter's service, he walked in alone, and was relieved when he saw Bi Xia.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was a little surprised, Qiuzhen was very quiet today.

He felt that he was a knowledgeable and interesting person. He asked Bi Xia for help, but he was not in a hurry. Obviously, the couple had problems to solve, so he would not be an eyesore.

As soon as Shangguan Lu Yuan left, Qiu Zhen looked at Bi Xia pitifully: "Xia Xia?"

According to the Qiu family's ancestral tradition, the secret to maintaining a harmonious relationship between husband and wife: show weakness when you should show weakness.

"have you eaten?"

It seems that this time it is hard and soft, Qiu Zhen stopped probing, and replied obediently: "No."

Bi Xia called the waiter.

After filling his stomach, Qiu Zhen spoke again, but Bi Xia changed the topic and stopped him: "I'm going to the library, and I'll stay in the dormitory tonight."

When Bi Xia was rarely angry, he always arranged things well. This attitude made Qiu Zhen feel a little tricky, but it didn't matter, no one knew Xia Xia better than him after they had been together for so long.

He hugged Bi Xia from behind and admitted his mistake quickly: "Xia Xia, I was wrong."

On the walking path with people coming and going, people in a hurry will not stop to watch, and look away after a little attention.

"I'll write a self-criticism, okay?"

As he spoke, he actually took out a folded A4 paper from his pocket, but Bi Xia didn't pick it up, and Qiu Zhen began to read: "After serious introspection, I deeply realized my mistakes..."

While he was reading, Bi Xia looked a lot, and Bi Xia sighed: "Go back."

Qiu Zhen accepted it when it was ready, and followed happily.

He didn't fool Bi Xia, he really wrote the self-criticism, so many self-criticisms in high school were not as serious as this one.

After reading the self-criticism, Bi Xia thought inappropriately, at the beginning when grandpa said that Qiu Zhen's words were not in order, now it looks much better.

Qiu Zhen said: "I will discuss everything with you in the future, and I won't let you down."

When Qiuzheng graduated, the company was already on the right track. When his classmates were looking for jobs, he came to the school to recruit people with a dignified relationship. He pretended to be a reliable senior. He first lied to the interns, and then offered various conditions to retain people. , After signing the contract, people realized: Why did I stay, such a small company...

Facts have proved that the development prospects of small companies are also very good. Talents are expensive but not expensive, and the treatment is also good.

The company address is not an office building, but a villa with a very nice environment, and also provides accommodation, which is no different from working at home.

One day, all the employees in the company received invitations from their bosses, the ones with red and gold stamping.

The boss has been married for many years, and finally when it was time to set up the wine, they didn't invite many people, only acquaintances, but they sent wedding candies to the elders in the family and teachers from their alma mater, and attached a letter of apology, saying that it was not convenient to invite people due to the distance Come.

The relatives who do not move around longed for this and saved a lot of money. Lao Ban smiled after receiving the wedding candy.

Zhou Xing touched the wedding candy thoughtfully, can it still be like this?Thinking about getting married, he got a headache again. After staying in No. [-] Middle School for three years, his mother-in-law finally found out that something was wrong. Fortunately, nothing happened, and he actually acquiesced in their relationship. Han went back generously.

Tsk, take your time.

Those who received the wedding candies didn't have to worry about money, but those who received the invitations were different. Qiu Zhen had already agreed not to charge money, so everyone had to worry about preparing gifts.

So on the day of the banquet, they received many strange gifts, and even a moving kitten.

The person who gave the cat asked the two of them in advance if they were allergic to cat hair, and then sent a puppet over with confidence.

The kittens are very beautiful, and a small group can already foresee the appearance of the city in the future.

Qiu Zhen likes it very much, but Bi Xia has the final say on whether to keep it or not. The kitten rubbed against Bi Xia's palm, and finally let the head of the family let go: "Let's move."

This apartment is convenient for them to go to school, it is not big, and it is not suitable for pets.

So the two-person world became a family of three, and Qiu Zhen felt that the kitten was really useful, not to mention beautiful, it could also promote the relationship between husband and wife.

Dr. Bi Xia stayed on to teach at the school directly after graduation, and received a letter of appointment as an associate professor together with his graduation certificate.

Bi Xia has a solid foundation of knowledge, is young and energetic, and his research results are also very beautiful. The senior teachers love each other very much. It is rare for him at his age to talk to them.

There are also quite a few people who match him. The matter between him and Qiu Zhen is not a secret among the students, and the young teachers have heard of it a little bit, but no one will tell the old professors about it.

At this time, Bi Xia bluntly stated that she was married.

In the first class, when Bi Xia walked into the classroom, the students thought he was a teaching assistant, knowing that he introduced himself, the students below had doubts about their vision, but they did not dare to doubt the teacher's strength, with a strong aura.

The practice method given by Bi Xia is a mailbox: "Check the mailbox twice a week. If you have any questions, you can ask, and the homework will be sent to the mailbox."

The teacher is good-looking, and there are many students who come to the class. They are too embarrassed to find someone directly by email. The teacher looks like he doesn't want to have any personal relationship with the students, so he has to ask him if he has Weibo.

Ms. Xia returned Weibo to him a long time ago, but he never took care of it. It’s okay to use it for work now. He nodded: "id is my name."

Not long after, #史史最少年教育# became a hot search.

The marketing account takes the lead, and netizens also join in. The academic circle is far away from the lives of ordinary people, and it is an existence that most people look up to.

The youngest professor in history is an exaggeration.

He is indeed young, but by no means the youngest, not to mention he is only an associate professor.

But he is good-looking, and he has such a background, even if he directly enters the entertainment industry, he can kill all directions. Obviously, he can rely on his face but not his strength.

For a while, his Weibo was very lively, Bi Xia thought about it, and took the initiative to clarify the topic: "It's not a professor."

The first hot comment is: Yes, you are not a professor, you are just a 27-year-old associate, professor, professor, and that's all!

Bi Xia does not allow students to use mobile phones in class, and he rarely uses ppt himself. Most of the time, he will write key points on the blackboard. The rules are clear. As long as students do not miss class, it is very convenient for students to organize notes.

But occasionally, Qiu Zhen would make a powerpoint for him.

Bi Xia's lesson preparation notes were written long ago, and the key content of the writing on the blackboard will be confirmed again and again, and it will be presented in the lesson preparation notes, and it is not difficult to do the ppt accordingly.

The ppt I used today was made by Qiu Zhen when he got up at five o’clock. While preparing breakfast, he helped Bi Xia with the courseware. early in the morning.

He has no job today, so he goes to class with Bi Xia. The young and handsome professor is giving a lecture on the stage. Qiu Zhen pretends to be a student and sits in the first row to listen to the class. He also has a notebook on his desk, but he is not taking notes, but analyzing Data, occasionally looked up at her boyfriend, always smiling.

During class breaks, students gathered around to ask questions. It is well known that Bi Xia can’t answer personal questions, but he will be very patient if there are problems in study, so the students who want to communicate with him are all looking for questions with all their strength.

After three classes in a row, Bi Xia couldn't get out of the classroom until the end of the class. During the second break, Qiu Zhen went to get a glass of water, passed the crowd to the young teacher who patiently answered students' questions: "Teacher, moisten your throat. "

Looking at the curious eyes of the students, Qiu Zhen calmly said, "Hi everyone, I am a teaching assistant."

Well, exclusive to Xia Xia, the kind that follows wherever she goes.