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Different from his younger brother Han Qianjing's experience, this is Han Yi's first return to China, and it is inevitable that he will have some cognitive errors about many things.

The formation of this misunderstanding is undoubtedly due to his upbringing environment. The only opportunity for Han Yi, who grew up abroad, to be exposed to Chinese is to chat with his father and younger brother at home on weekdays.

When a person is in this closed Chinese communication atmosphere for a long time, the language system is naturally limited to a large extent.

Five years ago, his younger brother Han Qianjing had a conflict with his father and ran away from home in a fit of anger and came to China. At that time, Han Yi had the idea of ​​coming to him, but at that time the racecourse was too busy to leave.

And then what?Something happened at home, and something happened to my own body.

He doesn't want to look back too much on the things he suffered in the past, it's more practical to focus on the present.

After dinner, I went back to my residence and took a shower. The day of running around finally came to an end.

Han Yi did a simple daily massage for his right leg, then lazily went to bed, and opened the mailbox to check the information before going to bed.

Principal He replied to the email half an hour ago, and made an appointment with him at the office building of Xiangshan University at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Han Yi has always paid attention to the concept of time. He doesn't like to make the other party wait, so every time he has an appointment with someone, he always consciously arrives 10 minutes earlier.

Facts have proved that it is correct to be prepared. When going out the next afternoon, Han Yi’s rental car took a detour due to the driver’s unfamiliarity with the road conditions. It was delayed for a while, and finally arrived at the destination just in time.

As soon as Han Yi stepped into the threshold of the principal's office, Principal He eagerly came over to greet him in person, stretched out his hand to shake hands with enthusiasm, and spoke in a somewhat excited tone: "It's our first meeting, hello, hello, Mr. Han!"

In addition to the principal, there was another guest sitting on the sofa in the office. Han Yi recognized him at a glance. He was the creditor of the debt of favor he owed——Jiang Hongfeng.

Jiang Hongfeng is over [-] years old, but he looks like he is in his early [-]s. He is an alumnus of Xiangshan University and a well-known entrepreneur in China.

In Han Yi's industry field, this Mr. Jiang is still a well-known horse owner.

Five years ago, a stallion owned by Jiang Hongfeng was sent to Fanxing Ranch for breeding, but unfortunately died in a sea of ​​fire.

Jiang Hongfeng, who learned of this, did not demand compensation from them, but extended a helping hand to the Han family during the most difficult crisis of the racecourse.

Therefore, when Han Yi received a call from Jiang Hongfeng and learned that the other party hoped that he could help to do some publicity and training to promote the development of the domestic horse industry, Han Yi agreed without any hesitation.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the students who had just finished their professional courses packed up their things one after another, and moved from the staircase room to another teaching building to prepare for the next class.

Only Yan Jiwen was still lying on the seat and fell unconscious.

No one reminded him that the class was over. After all, he was just here to take the class on behalf of others. After the class was over, the order would be over, and it was a quick deal.

He has a strong personality. Ever since he fell out with his father, Yan Jiwen hasn't asked his family for living expenses for two months.

During these days, he has been earning some pocket money by doing odd jobs outside and taking classes for others.

Fortunately, the university town is densely populated and has a large passenger flow. As long as there are places for classes, there will never be no worries about no orders. Although the income is far from what he spends, it can be regarded as self-sufficient anyway.

The class bell rang, and the next class had already started.

I don't know why, this class seems to be very noisy. It's been about ten minutes since the class officially started, and the students around are still chattering endlessly.

"Isn't old man Feng's veterinary pharmacology class today? Did we go to the wrong classroom?"

"Didn't you hear that just now? That's our new special guest lecturer."

"Oh my god, he's so handsome, I love him so much!"

"I finally have someone else's university teacher, woo woo woo I will never skip class again!!!"

......

The drowsy drowsiness was interrupted one after another, Yan Jiwen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sat up straight.

He just raised his head and looked forward, unbiased, and his eyes just happened to meet the people on the podium.

Looking at the somewhat familiar face, Yan Jiwen felt as if he had seen this person somewhere before.

Then I saw that person smiled at me, and shouted: "Classmate Lao Tzu."

Who is Lao Tzu?Where is Lao Tzu?Why is everyone looking at me?

Yan Jiwen drank and stayed up late last night. Because of lack of sleep, he now has a splitting headache and feels more and more baffled: "Why is I not my father?"

"Aren't you Lao Tzu?" Han Yi actually didn't expect such a coincidence that he met Yan Jiwen again on the first day he came to teach at the university.

Han Yi always regarded "Lao Tzu" as Yan Jiwen's name, and then said: "My old man, it seems that you are not in good spirits. If you are really sleepy, you might as well go back to the dormitory to sleep."

Mr. Han was teaching on the first day, and he wanted to leave a good first impression on his classmates.

He is a very good-tempered person, and he always has a smile on his face when he speaks, but once combined with the current context and atmosphere, it seems to become a different flavor. He is completely unaware that he is using the most harmless Say the most eccentric things in the same tone.