bayedsolid Chapter 149 He Turned His Fake Marriage into a Real One (9)
Chapter 149 He Turned His Fake Marriage into a Real One (9)
First day of school.
Chu Yu refused Rong Yanxiu's request to take her back to school and returned alone to the room she rented in the Peking University faculty apartment, pushing her suitcase.
This teachers' apartment building was newly built a few years ago. It has two units per floor, and each unit is a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment of 100 square meters.
Moreover, these houses are all delivered fully furnished.
Kyoto University provides these apartments free of charge to its faculty members. Ordinary teachers usually share an apartment with one other person, while associate professors and above, or couples who both work, can apply for a separate apartment.
Chu Yu didn't know where the original owner had heard that graduate students could also apply to rent faculty apartments.
They probably used their financial power.
The elevator arrived at the eighth floor.
Chu Yu pushed her suitcase to the door of 801 and unlocked the security lock with her fingerprint.
I glanced casually at room 802 across the street before closing the door.
As far as I can remember, the house across the hall has always been vacant.
However, the door opposite was ajar, and there were several large boxes placed at the entrance.
Clearly, she's going to have new neighbors.
I don't know if they are teachers or students.
She's most likely a teacher at the school. As far as she knows, it's quite troublesome for students to apply for faculty apartments, and they're not cheap either.
Most students still choose cheaper student dormitories or ordinary houses outside the school.
The room remained clean and tidy for two whole months, despite no one living there.
Yesterday, Rong Yanxiu specially sent someone over in advance to clean the whole house and deliver the large luggage to the door.
Chu Yu changed into slippers and went into her bedroom to pack her luggage.
The boxes of clothes that were delivered yesterday were not in the living room, nor in the bedroom.
strange?
She pushed open the door to the walk-in closet.
Hey!
All her clothes, hats, and bags were neatly arranged in the cabinets on three walls.
Needless to say, it was Rong Yanxiu's doing.
He has always been meticulous in his dealings with her.
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There are relatively fewer classes in the second year of graduate school. The main tasks this semester are still to do research projects and write papers.
Chu Yu quickly tidied herself up and went out to report to her supervisor.
She doesn't have any classes these few days, but she needs to discuss her upcoming study tasks with her tutor first.
The teachers' building is not far from the teachers' apartments.
As she walked downstairs, she happened to see a row of understated Hongqi cars neatly parked in front of the building.
A group of men in suits escorted someone into the building.
Chu Yu withdrew her gaze, entered through the side door, and went upstairs, bypassing the front hall.
[Host, that was Rong Yanxiu just now.]
I know.
【Huh? Then why did you slip away right at the edge?】
Am I supposed to run over to a bunch of walking reference books and try to find my husband?
The little milk cake crashed, and several attempts to decipher what Chu Yu had just said all ended in failure.
Chu Yu wasn't going to explain it to it.
The elevator arrived at the 6th floor.
Following her memory, she went down the corridor to find her advisor's office.
Although the original owner was a bit too lazy in his first year of graduate school, his postgraduate entrance exam results were indeed outstanding.
Her supervisor was originally a doctoral supervisor who almost never accepted graduate students, but he made an exception and accepted her only because he was impressed by her grades and performance.
The offices on this floor are all occupied by doctoral supervisors and professors, and there is hardly any foot traffic.
The corridor was unusually quiet.
After finding her tutor's office, Chu Yu calmed herself down and gently knocked on the door.
She wondered if her nervousness was making her hallucinate, but it sounded like someone was talking in the office.
There was a moment of silence in the room after she knocked, followed by her tutor's voice: "Come in."
She pushed open the door, not daring to look up, and walked to the desk with her eyes down, bowing deeply and speaking in a polite and respectful voice: "Hello, Professor Qin!"
one second.
two seconds.
Three seconds passed.
The person sitting behind the desk in front of me remained silent and did not speak.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Rong, my student is probably a little nervous."
Upon hearing those three words, Chu Yu looked up in surprise.
The man wore a well-tailored black bespoke suit, unbuttoned, revealing a crisp vest underneath.
The neat and tidy tie and white shirt collar exuded a somewhat ascetic air.
On her left wrist, she wore a discreet Patek Philippe 5002p.
Chu Yu was somewhat lost in thought when she heard a familiar male voice say with a smile, "Old Qin's student is indeed very interesting. I'm rather envious."
Sensing the teasing in his words, Chu Yu quickly glanced at him.
Turning to Professor Qin beside him, he said, "I'm sorry, Professor Qin, I didn't see clearly just now."
Qin Zhengtian was stunned.
He had high hopes for this girl, which is why he was willing to go against the majority and admit her despite the opposition.
But over the past year, he watched as this talented girl gradually lost her spark, became decadent and listless.
He had originally planned to talk to her when the semester started and ask her to change her advisor.
Unexpectedly, when he saw her again today, he saw once again the energetic and talented girl from before.
Qin Zhengtian smiled and patted Chu Yu on the shoulder, "This is Professor Rong, whom our school specially invited back from University A. He is from the Department of Philosophy."
This time, it was Chu Yu's turn to be stunned.
Having been here for so long, this was the first time she had ever heard that Rong Yanxiu was a professor in the philosophy department!
She glared at him angrily, but still greeted him politely: "Hello Professor Rong, I am Professor Qin's student, my name is Chu Yu."
Rong Yanxiu slowly stood up, extended his right hand, and said in a calm and indifferent tone: "Hello, Chu Yu. There's no need to be so polite. I'm not much older than you. Just call me Teacher Rong. I look forward to your guidance in the future."
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What advice do you have?
What advice could a Chinese literature graduate student possibly have to a philosophy professor?
Qin Zhengtian glanced between the two of them discreetly, then explained with a smile, "Xiao Chu, this semester's research topic is related to philosophy, and we need to work together with Professor Rong's research group to complete it."
"..."
very good.
He already knew they would be working on the same project this semester.
She even went to great lengths to coax him into agreeing that the two of them shouldn't be seen or meet in public at school!
gas!
Rong Yanxiu looked down at his hand, chuckled, and withdrew it. "My office is right next door. Professor Qin is having a doctoral seminar later. Would you like to come to my office, Chu? We can talk about our views on the new research topic."
"I think it's a good idea, Xiao Chu. Mr. Rong's classes at A University are always packed, and tickets for his lectures are extremely hard to come by! You're so lucky to have the opportunity to discuss things with him one-on-one!"
mud!
Chu Yu put on an angry yet polite smile, "Okay, Professor Qin! I will definitely learn from Teacher Rong!"
He turned to Rong Yanxiu and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to give me your guidance, Teacher Rong."
Rong Yanxiu felt a chill run down his spine.
His smile was tinged with helplessness.
He knew the little girl was angry.
He secretly thought to himself that he would have to coax the person into calming down later.
Otherwise, Xiao Rong doesn't know how much longer he would have to stand guard at night...
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