The daughter-in-law of a wealthy family does not lie flat

Three years ago, Lin Luqing was a graduate student in the Department of Economics at Cambridge University, under the tutelage of Matthew Elliott. She had just been approved for a scholarship and her research direction was microeconomics. At that time, Luqing was full of energy and could do homework until late at night with a cup of coffee and a piece of toast. She wrote reports until her hands shook. She ran to the lecture halls of various famous professors, checked all reliable data, and did some digital modeling. She constantly repaired the theoretical model day and night, introduced exogenous instrumental variables, and strived to obtain accurate model coefficients.

Professor Elliott once said, "Lin, there is a proverb among the Cantonese people in China that I don't understand. Can you tell me what it means to work hard for a long life?" Lin Luqing smiled. This China expert, a lovely old man, was reminding her to take care of her health. But she didn't feel tired at all! She always thought that with the productivity level of this era, everyone in the world should live well and have enough food, but there are still too many people who live very hard. There must be some way to achieve balanced economic development, and Lin Luqing is willing to work hard to find it.

The weather in the UK is always cloudy, mostly cloudy. On the way back to the dormitory, it started to rain again. Lu Qing had only been in the UK for a short time, so she had not yet developed the habit of carrying an umbrella on sunny days. She was not afraid of getting wet, but the books she had just bought would be in trouble. Lu Qing looked around and saw that it was already late and there was no one on the road, so she simply took off her coat, wrapped the books, and ran all the way to the dormitory.

The rain gradually got heavier, and Lu Qing bumped into another person. They both said "excuse me" at the same time, and when they looked up again, they found that they were fellow countrymen. They ran under an eaves, shook off the rain, and looked at each other, both of them were soaked. The awkward scene somehow became funny, and they both laughed.

With a smile, the man stretched out his hand, "Tretini College, Zhang Xueren", Lu Qing put down her coat and book, and shook the man's hand, "Me too, Tritini Economics Department, Lin Lu Qing."

"Lu Qing, Lu Qing, does it come from the idea that just as the lotus leaves have just sprouted, a dragonfly has already landed on them?"

"Yes, but the disciple is better than the master."

"Is there any deeper meaning?"

"No, it's just that when I was a kid I couldn't write the word qing (dragonfly)."

The man laughed and saw the book wrapped in Lu Qing's coat. He asked, "Would you mind telling me what kind of rare book is this that's worth your protection?" Lu Qing opened his coat, revealing the four big words "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

The man smiled again, his eyes sparkling, "Jin Yong? Great, great! It's definitely worth sacrificing your coat!"

Lu Qing looked at him and said seriously, "What are you laughing at? When I was tired of studying in China, I read Jin Yong. I didn't bring any of his books with me when I went abroad, and here they are all in English! I finally got this from Chinatown. Is it funny?"

"It's definitely not funny. I understand, and I like watching it too. Let's discuss it together when we have a chance." The man took off his suit jacket and put it on Lu Qing.

Lu Qing refused, "What are you doing? I'm not cold."

"I know, just wear it. I know who you are anyway. Just return it to me another day!" Zhang Xueren said as he ran away.

Lu Qing returned to the dormitory, wiped her hair with a towel, and looked in the mirror, and immediately understood.

The rain made her white shirt semi-transparent, and her underwear was clearly visible. Lu Qing couldn't help but blush. Zhang Xueren? That's a good name. He was tall, with big eyes, and his clothes also had a faint woody scent. Lu Qing didn't wear perfume, and she didn't know much about perfume, so she just thought it was the scent of the warm winter sun.

The next day after school, Lu Qing washed Zhang Xueren's coat, dried it, and put it in a beautiful bag. She was going to ask where the boys' dormitory of Tritini College was. Suddenly, someone called Lu Qing's name downstairs. Lu Qing lay on the terrace and saw that it was Zhang Xueren. The tall man was wearing a baseball uniform today, which made him look even more energetic.

Lu Qing rushed down from upstairs, "Why are you in such a hurry to get your coat? I've washed it and was just about to find you."

Zhang Xueren said seriously, "Don't worry about the coat. I want to ask you something important."

"what?"

"Did you have dinner?"

Lu Qing smiled, "I haven't eaten yet. I'm here to treat you. Thank you for lending me your coat."

"I'm here to ask you to help me wash my coat."

The two came to the town next to the school and found a small restaurant. Outside the restaurant, a wandering singer played guitar and sang an old love song:

"No one knows, no one knows, I am a flying water bird, I broke my wings to fill your feathers."

Lu Qing was very happy with the melodious songs, the refreshing beer and the delicious macaroni. It was the first time she felt that Britain was so romantic.

On the way back to school, the two chatted all the way. "What year are you in?" Lu Qing asked from the side.

Zhang Xueren thought for a moment, "It's the first year. I just got here."

Lu Qing couldn't help but feel proud, "Call me Senior Sister, I'm in my second year of graduate school!"

Zhang Xueren smiled, "I am definitely older than you, and I am here..."

Lu Qing interrupted him with a smile, "Hey, regardless of age, who made you a first-year student?"

"Alright then. Senior Sister! Please teach me more."

Lu Qing really introduced him to many things about the school. She looked very serious when she talked about what she had seen and heard. She was cute and pretty, and her little face was radiant. Zhang Xueren couldn't take his eyes off her.

Lu Qing waved her hand at him. "Did you hear that? I heard that a new visiting professor will be coming soon. I heard he is also Asian, very capable. The exact identity of the professor has been kept secret for fear of being snatched up by other schools. I just got a little information recently."

"What kind of person do you think he will be?"

"An old man, he must be quite old to be a professor."

"I'm afraid not. Can I come to see you again in the future? Well, senior sister?" Zhang Xueren asked when they broke up.

"You're welcome anytime!" Lu Qing shook his hand vigorously.

The next day, it was the new professor's class, and Lu Qing and her roommates ran to the classroom early to grab seats. The class, which was originally not full, was crowded today, and many students from other departments also came to see the mysterious "guest". Lu Qing opened her laptop, took out the recorder, and looked up to see the professor standing on the podium.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Xueren. My English name is Shane Chang. It is a great honor to study microeconomics with you. We all know that it is the study of the economic behavior and economic variables of individual economic units..."

Lu Qing was stunned. Zhang Xueren is a professor? How is that possible? He is so young, he looks less than 30 years old. Such a "first-year"! Lu Qing blushed, and when she thought about the things she had complained to him about school, she felt an inexplicable anger in her heart. Is it fun to play a prank on others? After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, Lu Qing ran away with her computer in her arms, and ignored her roommates who called her from behind.

In a short time, Zhang Xueren became a famous professor. His office was always surrounded by students, especially girls. Everyone liked this handsome, humorous and talented teacher.

Lu Qing was in a daze in the dormitory. She had been a little distracted these days, and her roommates were chattering beside her.

"I heard that Professor Zhang is from Hong Kong. He was an associate professor at Stanford before. He came here because Cambridge offered him a tenured position." "He came here by himself? Is he married?" "No, but he seems to have a fiancée, who is also Chinese. She is very beautiful, the kind of beauty that a beauty pageant contestant would get. She is also from a wealthy family." "How did you know?" "She came to see him a few days ago. We were very intimate."

Lu Qing became even more worried, so she put on a windbreaker and went out for a walk.