Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

She doesn't have enough time. The old man is waiting for her treatment, the store is waiting for her to manage and open, the university's professional courses are waiting for her, and there are so many other professional courses waiting for her to study. How can she have so much time to spend with him? Playing house?

Zhang Cheng returned to his seat angrily. He was a genius in the eyes of his elders. He had been in the Financial Street, how could he lose to An Yinan?

But An Yinan thought this scene was a joke. She carefully previewed the content in the book and memorized all the knowledge points.

After class, no one moved.

"Nannan, do you know who that person was just now?" Jiang Yunduo said gossiping.

Although she has micro-social anxiety, gossip is everyone's gift.

What's more, An Yinan couldn't attend some classes and was ordered to take leave. As long as her grades didn't deteriorate, the teachers would just let it go.

"Who is it?" An Yinan looked up from his notebook and looked at Jiang Yunduo.

Although her memory is good, she can't remember so many people at once.

What's more, she entered the classroom on the bell and left the classroom on the bell.

On weekdays, all the seats are occupied by Yun Duo.

"Zhang Cheng." Jiang Yunduo said.

But when she saw An Yinan's confused look, she shook her head involuntarily.

"We are Professor Zhang's grandson. I heard that Professor Zhang's family made great contributions to the country before the Open University."

"And the most important thing is that Zhang Cheng once lived abroad and was somewhat famous." Jiang Yunduo shared his information in order to make his friends aware of precautions.

An Yinan's eyes lit up, and he went abroad?

Is it the foreign country she was thinking of?

If so, would the channel she couldn't find be delivered to her?

But how did such a middle-aged boy survive in that bustling city?

"What's your expression?" Jiang Yunduo asked speechlessly.

Sometimes I communicate with An Yinan, no, no, no, not only An Yinan, but also Nannan’s friends. They seem to have a special way of communicating. Many times, each other knows what an expression or an action means. .

This is what makes her envious.

But she is not jealous. After all, she is very happy to know such a good Nannan.

"Me?" An Yinan pointed at himself.

"I have some ideas in my mind, but I still need time to settle them down." An Yinan replied with a smile.

Her first step plan is to open a store. Now the first step plan has not been completed, and the principal has not been accumulated enough. Subsequent ideas need to be implemented in the future.

Maybe Zhang Cheng would be a good partner?

Nothing is known yet.

Well, thinking about it this way, there is still something cute about this middle school boy.

An Yinan was busy and attended classes all afternoon, but during the third period, she said hello to Jiang Yunduo and left the economics department teaching building.

"Why are you here again?" The teacher looked at the figure sneaking into the class through the back door and almost stared.

Liu Erya was about to extend his hand, but was stopped by the teacher's resentment.

An Yinan was still sneaky at first, fearing that it would disturb everyone in class.

Now the teacher didn't care anymore, she stood up generously, stretched out her hand, waved to the old professor, and said hello, "What's your old class?"

The old professor was dressed in Tsing Yi, his hair and beard were somewhat gray, and his face was full of grooves.

"Don't you have a class schedule?" the old professor said angrily.

"Either you change departments for me as soon as possible, or you don't make me angry!" The old professor was unhappy.

As for their acquaintance, An Yinan came to class with Liu Erya a month ago. She wanted to know the progress of national Chinese medicine, and the most important thing was that she did not have a medical license.

In that class, the students witnessed the professor, who was as calm as a dog, scolding the students on the spot.

Yes, that student is An Yinan.

The two people had in-depth exchanges and discussions about traditional Chinese medicine, but the atmosphere was quite tense.

After class, the old professor asked An Yinan, "What's your name?"

An Yinan replied calmly, "Department of Economics, An Yinan."

The old professor was stunned, and it took more than a minute to recover. At that time, An Yinan was shocked. Don't make the old man angry.

Finally, when the old professor left, he only left one sentence, "Turn over here right away."

Later in the class, the old professor had a habit of looking for An Yinan as soon as he entered the classroom. However, in a week of classes, the stinky girl could attend three periods, and he was already satisfied.

"It's impossible to change departments." An Yinan spread his hands and said with a smile, "I still want to take the course."

The old professor liked this student, but he was very angry when he realized that this student was not from his Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

What a good seedling. She has a rich knowledge base of Chinese medicine and sufficient strength to prove it. She just needs to increase her treatment experience. He can even see her future.

But she chose to study Lao Shizi's economics.

Isn't this a waste of one's talents?

"Class." The old professor angrily announced that the bell had rang. He would not waste everyone's study time because of one person.

An Yinan took notes and listened carefully to the old professor's lectures.

Unlike her learning in space, space directly pours all the knowledge into her mind and memory, but she needs to review it frequently and slowly master it by herself.

The old professor's classes are from point to point, using the most straightforward and acceptable way, so that everyone can quickly accept and remember them.

The class started quickly, and the bell rang, interrupting everyone's contemplation.

"An Yinan, when will you transfer departments?" the old professor asked.

An Yinan asked helplessly, "Professor, won't I be able to study Chinese medicine if I don't change my department?"

"Besides, I really can't change departments, and my instructor won't let me go." An Yinan said pitifully.

This old professor cherishes talents very much, especially talents in traditional Chinese medicine. Now that traditional Chinese medicine is in decline, this profound knowledge will also gradually become desolate. The old professor can't bear it, and he doesn't want to.

Only then did he see a talent, and he wanted to seize it and teach him what he had learned throughout his life.

"Who is your mentor?" the old professor asked.

An Yinan said honestly, "Liu Jianguo."

"I understand. I will communicate with your supervisor and wait for the notification of your transfer to another department." The old professor left.

Liu Erya looked at An Yinan with admiration. This was amazing. As a person from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, she found these subjects difficult to understand, but Nannan could directly discuss medical skills with the teacher.

This is probably the difference between them.

An Yinan patted her shoulder and said, "I have to go. Here are my notes. I'll lend them to you to copy."

"Are you going back to the dormitory today?" Liu Erya asked.

Nannan hasn't returned to the dormitory for a long time. These days, if she hadn't come to take classes in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I might not have seen her.

"I'm not going back today, I have to go out." An Yinan packed his things and answered quickly.

She hugged the book and said goodbye to Liu Erya.