A heartthrob? Here you go!

The wonderful weekend is always short-lived. In the blink of an eye, it is a new week.

As soon as the course selection system opened on Monday, it was immediately packed. Except for the top powerful people, the other second-generation rich people who usually acted arrogantly outside could only wait and grab Chen Yuping's finance class at this moment.

"Damn it!" A fashionable young man with cool gray hair suddenly threw the expensive communicator in his hand to the ground and stomped on it a few times.

"You're just a commoner, and you're putting on airs."

The handsome face of the young man was filled with gloom: "It should be from morning till night, and the number of people should be limited..."

The roommate next to him slowly kicked the communicator that was blocking his way aside, sat on the sofa and ate potato chips: "You are not good enough, you can't get it."

As soon as this sentence came out, the trendy young man immediately turned around and asked: "You are capable, did you grab it?"

The leisurely young man on the sofa sneered: "Is it necessary? He's just an old professor in his sixties. You guys are so obsessed with him."

"No matter how talented you are, for the past forty years, you have been hiding in Upstate University, unable to go anywhere?"

The trendy young man sneered: "She was asked to meet your father, and she dared to refuse. She is quite useless."

While reviewing, every time Yu Ge saw Professor Chen Yuping's information, he couldn't help but feel sad for Professor Chen Yuping.

This woman, who was hailed as the greatest financial genius, had to stay in this university for more than 40 years, a period when she should have made great achievements in her life, simply because her commoner status did not match her extremely strong talent.

Thinking that he would be able to meet the legendary Professor Chen in person today, Yu Ge got up early and went to the finance class.

As soon as she entered the room, everyone's eyes in the classroom first focused on her, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and each of them discussed the previous topic.

Yu Ge stood at the door and immediately saw the center of the crowd - Song Jingshen.

There were about twenty people sitting in the spacious and luxurious classroom, and the most dazzling one was the elegant and noble young man.

Next to him was an extremely handsome young man with a mixed-race temperament.

She wore single-lens glasses in her deep eye sockets, and a thin gold chain hung down behind her ears. Her peach-like eyes, which could not be hidden by the glasses, were inlaid with gemstones so light that they were almost sky blue, and they were priceless.

Song Jingshen also saw Yu Ge and was about to smile at her, but Yu Ge immediately looked away and walked to a secluded corner and sat down.

As soon as Yu Ge sat down, the noble young masters and young ladies who were originally three or four rows away immediately packed up their things and stood up to change seats, and the area around Yu Ge immediately became a vacuum zone.

Yu Ge took out the book nonchalantly and began to read it attentively.

Yu Ge didn't care, but Song Jingshen frowned, glanced over there, and tapped his fingers silently.

The glance was so quick that almost no one noticed it, except Ji Yan, a good buddy who grew up with Song Jingshen.

Ji Yan also glanced over and only saw the top of Yu Ge’s head.

He took off his lenses slowly, wiped them slowly and asked slowly.

"See?"

Hearing Ji Yan's question, Song Jingshen stopped his fingers, and his deep eyes, which were originally looking into the void, looked at Ji Yan beside him.

Ji Yan put his clean glasses between his nose and eye sockets, tilted his head slightly, revealing his light blue eyes: "Are you heartbroken?"

Song Jingshen glanced at him and said gently, "If you were always so attentive, your family wouldn't have been squeezed to the fifth seat."

Ji Yan leaned back in his chair: "It is not a wise move to have a relationship with ignorant worker ants."

Song Jingshen smiled and said, "Maybe the fifth seat is not comfortable either."

"It's just an exchange, don't take it seriously." Ji Yan said, casually flipping open the book.

As a friend who grew up with Song Jingshen, he witnessed with his own eyes the originally poor and skinny child grow up step by step into the extremely beautiful young man he is today.

He used his own strength to change the gazes of all those who looked at him from covetousness and obsession to fear and desire.

He should be on top of the pedestal, not down.

Damn that civilian.

Song Jingshen withdrew his gaze and glanced at Yu Ge quietly again.

Yu Ge was still reading the book in his hand until he heard steady footsteps, followed by a call:

"Senior Yu."

Yu Ge frowned and raised his head. There was a person sitting in the empty seat next to him. He looked cold and handsome. It was Zhang Daoqing.

He nodded to Yu Ge and said, "I am not very talented, so please give me some guidance in the future, Senior Sister Yu."

Yu Ge was a little confused: "You skipped a grade and you definitely won't understand. Why don't you wait until your senior year?"

Chen Yuping was of extremely high level and never gave in to these aristocratic young masters and young ladies, so the threshold for her elective courses was raised from her freshman year until it was set thirty years ago that she was only allowed to choose in her senior year.

Zhang Daoqing pursed his lips, his eyes wandering: "Because Senior Sister Yu is also here."

Yu Ge was even more confused. He recalled carefully and suddenly realized: "You came to me to get the banner?"

"No." Zhang Daoqing immediately denied it, and hesitated to speak. When he made up his mind to ask Yu Ge out, a clear voice called him.

"Daoqing."

Zhang Daoqing looked over and saw Song Jingshen looking at him with a smile: "Class is about to start, stop chatting."

Zhang Daoqing frowned and immediately agreed: "I understand, Senior Song."

We can only wait until next time.

But how long will it take until the next time?

Zhang Daoqing secretly glanced at Yu Ge beside him. She had already lowered her head to study when Song Jingshen called her.

The calm and focused face was particularly attractive, and Zhang Daoqing could hardly take his eyes away.

Song Jingshen glanced back again, and after just one glance, his eyes instantly darkened and his heart became more and more sour.

When did it start?

When did you start liking little fish?

In the past when he had to deal with things personally and could not accompany Xiaoyu, was Zhang Daoqing always like this obsessed with Xiaoyu?

Yu Ge hadn't been watching for long when Professor Chen arrived.

Although she had white hair, she still walked steadily and had a friendly face. She put the textbook on the podium, and Chen Yuping glanced around the classroom. His eyes paused at Yu Ge, and he said kindly:

"The child in white—"

Yu Ge pointed at himself inquiringly, and Professor Chen said cheerfully, "Yes, you. Come up and help me open a courseware."

"I'm old now, my eyes are blurry, I can't see clearly anymore."

Without waiting for Yu Ge to answer, a young nobleman immediately stood up and said politely: "Professor Chen is still as skilled as ever. I hope I can have the honor of teaching Professor Chen."

Chen Yuping glanced at him and asked, "You're wearing white clothes?"

The young noble shook his head and was about to answer when Chen Yuping said, "That's quite a big face."

After saying that, Chen Yuping ignored the little noble's blushing face and waved to Yu Ge: "Hurry up, don't delay the class."