Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

That day, the principal put the prepared clothes in his hands.

And he said with a smile, "Professor Zhao, since there are too many students in your course, in order for Professor Zhao to have a better image in class, I specially prepared this outfit for you."

"Of course, I'm not saying that the clothes Professor Zhao usually wears don't look good. It's just that if those students see such clothes, they will be more focused in class! And they will not feel sleepy!"

Later, Zhao Beichen finally understood what was going on.

When he first wore these clothes to class, the classroom was filled with boos. During class, the looks in his eyes by his classmates... made him feel like a thorn in his back...

Professor Zhao walked to the podium, smiled slightly, and nodded to the students.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone was waiting quietly for him to start his lecture.

"Students, we are not giving lectures today. Today I will tell you about a very important research result." Zhao Beichen's voice was clear and powerful.

"This achievement is the culmination of the efforts of the HKU professor team and an important contribution to history."

The students listened attentively, and they were full of expectations for the research results that Professor Zhao was about to talk about.

In the row behind the professor, the classmates around Yan Ruyu were very excited when they saw Zhao Beichen's appearance, and they were discussing intensely below how to attract Professor Zhao's attention.

"Look, look, this is the new Professor Zhao. I just heard from other students that he is very handsome. What did I think? When I saw him today, I decided that I like Professor Zhao." Got it!"

"Me too, this Professor Zhao is not only young and talented, but also good-looking, which makes people happy!"

"Do you know what kind of girl Professor Zhao likes? I think Professor Zhao and I should be about the same age, and since I'm so good-looking, Professor Zhao will definitely fall in love with me."

"Forget it! Even if you are good-looking, Professor Zhao may not like you. Professor Zhao definitely likes girls who are as gentle as water, just like me."

"you......."

Yan Ruyu stared blankly at the person on the podium, unable to believe what she saw.

Maybe I am dreaming...

The two people around Yan Ruyu also opened their mouths slightly after seeing Zhao Beichen with such an extraordinary temperament.

One of them patted Yan Ruyu gently.

He teased, "Yan Ruyu, didn't you just say that you wouldn't like Professor Zhao? You were dumbfounded."

Yan Ruyu was taken back from her thoughts by these words and raised her hand to slap her hand away.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just, I just didn't expect Professor Zhao to be so young."

The man looked at her with a smile, "Ruyu, all the classmates say that Professor Zhao is young, so it must not be false."

"Mainly, I didn't expect that this Professor Zhao... is Professor Zhao..." Yan Ruyu looked at the people on the podium and murmured in a low voice.

"What?!" The girl next to her didn't hear clearly what she was saying, and deliberately moved closer to her, leaning forward, "Ruyu, I didn't hear what you just said, please speak a little louder. "

"..." Yan Ruyu glanced sideways at her, saw the gossipy look on her face, pushed her face and pushed her away, "It's nothing."

"Tch, forget it if you don't tell me." The girl pouted and supported her chin with her hands while watching Zhao Beichen's lecture.

Professor Zhao introduced the research on the podium, and the students below listened with interest. They were not only attracted by Zhao Beichen's appearance, but also by Zhao Beichen's demeanor when he was on the podium.

When Zhao Beichen was on the podium, he exuded confidence, his voice was clear and powerful, and his expression was concise and clear, making it easy for students to understand the content of the research.

His eyes revealed a kind of confidence and maturity that was beyond his age, making people look forward to his next words.

Yan Ruyu put her head in one hand and looked at the graceful man on the podium, and couldn't help but fall into thinking about Zhao Beichen.

She was wondering why Zhao Beichen appeared at the University of Hong Kong and why he became a professor at the University of Hong Kong. Was he here for exchange and study, or...

Yan Ruyu couldn't figure it out, so she simply lay down on the table. Out of sight, her mind wouldn't be bothered?

It seems, unlikely.

After Yan Ruyu lay down, she closed her eyes, but various things about Zhao Beichen kept popping up in her mind, whether it was what happened in Haicheng or seeing him today...

Yan Ruyu sighed long and lightly.

[Why did Professor Zhao appear at the University of Hong Kong? Didn’t Professor Zhao go to Haicheng High School? How could he appear here? 】

[When I was studying at the University of Hong Kong, didn’t everyone know about Professor Zhao? I heard rumors that Professor Zhao had been here for almost a month. Didn’t Professor Zhao want to meet him? 】

[If I had not come to this classroom today, I might not have known that Professor Zhao had come to Hong Kong City, nor would I have known that Professor Zhao from the University of Hong Kong was the Professor Zhao I knew. 】

[Professor Zhao seems to be living a pretty good life. If I show up rashly, will I bring unnecessary trouble to Professor Zhao... I will really be annoyed to death. 】

Zhao Beichen, who was writing on the blackboard on the podium, paused and slowly tightened his fingers.

Zhao Beichen didn't know if it was his imagination. He seemed to hear a voice that he thought about day and night, a voice that he had no time to look for recently...

Zhao Beichen's fingertips unknowingly worked harder and harder, and the chalk in his hand suddenly "clicked" and broke off from his fingertips.

Zhao Beichen was brought back from his wandering thoughts. He looked down at the chalk on the ground. When he was about to squat down to pick it up, a female classmate had already ran to the podium and picked up the broken chalk.

He handed it to Zhao Beichen with a smile on his face, "Professor Zhao, your chalk!"

Zhao Beichen looked at her smile, nodded politely, took the chalk from her hand, and deliberately avoided the female classmate's fingertips to reduce contact.

This behavior also aroused the voices of the students in the front row.

"As expected of Professor Zhao, not only does he look gentle, but he also pays great attention to his actions. He must be a noble man."

"Yes, yes, if any girl is liked by Professor Zhao, she will be very lucky."

"What should I do? I seem to be the girl that Professor Zhao likes."

"I think you should stop thinking about it. I don't even dare to think about what an outstanding girl she would be if she could be liked by such a person."

Zhao Beichen threw the chalk back into the box and turned to look at the students below.