In the teacher's office of the School of Political Science, He Xiaoran and Zhou Chenyuan were sitting next to the computer, working on a web page.

It is said to be a web page, but it is actually a test of the admissions website. Various links must be connected, the web page must be open, and the page must be beautiful.

Old man Qiao was beside him making requests, what he wanted and what he didn't want.

Someone knocked on the door: "Old Qiao!"

Old man Qiao turned around and saw the other party, stood up and went out: "Old Zhao, what's wrong?"

He Xiaoran and Zhou Chenyuan were still working on a web page and wanted to know what the email address was for the admissions contact. Mr. Qiao was still talking to him outside. He Xiaoran said to Zhou Chenyuan: "I'll ask Professor Qiao."

When I walked to the door, I heard Professor Zhao say: "... His attitude seemed very polite, but the content of his words was very strong, and he even said threatening words. He also said that if I didn't go, my affairs here would be ruined.

It can’t be done. How can there be such a domineering person?”

Professor Qiao sneered, "In what era are we still in this kind of underworld-type gang? We are all responsible people. We make money by running classes through our own labor. We are in two different worlds from people like them. Don't deal with them.

What to do?"

Professor Zhao was worried: "When I came back from Feilu Institution, there were still people following me. I was very scared at the time, so I thought I would go back to school as soon as possible and enter the campus."

Professor Qiao said angrily: "Don't be afraid. People like them are just pushing their limits. The more afraid you are, the more proud they will be. We can run our own classes and have the right to make our own choices. Isn't it good to teach our own classes? We won't agree to give them to them."

This is what professors do. People like them cannot cooperate at all. I have already inquired about his conduct as a person, so I want to take you to teach the class together."

Professor Zhao nodded: "Yes, we are all old colleagues, it will definitely be more enjoyable than working with people like them!"

He Xiaoran opened the door and spoke while they were talking: "Professor Qiao, your email contact information needs to be confirmed."

Professor Qiao comforted Professor Zhao and hurried back. He knew that the students were tight on time and it was not good to delay others for too long. "Come here. Old Zhao doesn't need to worry more, they don't dare to do anything."

Professor Zhao nodded and left first.

On the way back, He Xiaoran sighed: "Everyone is jealous when it comes to interests!"

Zhou Chenyuan glanced at her, "Professor Qiao just used his professional expertise to get a part-time job. As long as the school doesn't interfere, no one has the right to interfere. Besides, who doesn't love money? It's normal to make money legally and compliantly."

He Xiaoran nodded, "That's true."

A week later, Zhao Zijing mysteriously approached He Xiaoran's ear and whispered: "Have you heard?"

He Xiaoran stared: "What did you hear?"

"Didn't you help Professor Qiao make the website? Haven't you heard?" Zhao Zijing was stunned and looked down upon him: "You are too ill-informed."

"I helped Professor Qiao make a web page four or five times, but he wouldn't tell me as a student if something happened. What happened?" He Xiaoran was confused. Now she has something to do and goes to Caiwei Mountain to fight with Xian Tang.

Master, he would take He Miao to Jiugu Wenchang from time to time to meet Zhou Tuanzi's medical team. By the way, he was lucky enough to be blessed by Wei Shi and Wei Xian.

The rest of the time was spent reading and studying, and I really didn’t pay attention to the school teachers.

"Professor Zhao, who runs a postgraduate entrance examination class with Professor Qiao, had his leg broken!" Zhao Zijing lowered her voice, "Someone said this morning that Professor Zhao's leg was broken last night on the stairs downstairs at home.

Someone else in the same building saw him and sent him to the hospital... This morning Professor Zhao’s literature and history class was filled with someone else."

He Xiaoran was surprised: "Tsk, call the police. I didn't expect that the teacher's life would be difficult too!"

After Zhou Chenyuan arrived, He Xiaoran told him mysteriously: "Professor Zhao who went to find Professor Qiao last time had his leg broken!"

Zhou Chenyuan raised his head and said: "It seems that the number of students in Professor Qiao's tutoring class is quite good."

He Xiaoran smacked his lips, feeling that this teaching person had quite complicated thoughts, so he fought for students and even resorted to using knives and guns?

But think about it, wasn’t the original driving school also about the issue of student resources, and it almost caused death?

The last time he helped Professor Qiao make a web page, He Xiaoran said casually: "Professor Fang, are the postgraduate entrance examination tutoring classes very competitive?"

Professor Qiao looked at her with a smile, "Do you still understand this?"

He Xiaoran chuckled, "The doorknob of the dormitory is filled with small advertisements for different postgraduate entrance examination tutoring classes every three days. I don't know much about it even if I don't understand it!"

"The competitiveness is indeed not small, but our own postgraduate entrance examination class is not worried about the source of students. In the tutoring classes at NTU, the professors in each subject are the best teachers. He Xiaoran, if you are taking the postgraduate entrance examination, don't go to the messy places outside.

, just in school, the teacher will give you a discount!"

He Xiaoran thought about it and was really tempted.

Zhou Chenyuan stretched out his hand and tugged on her arm. Was she short of that little money? He asked her to take the exam, but she didn't want to. But when old man Qiao said it, she listened?

In fact, Old Man Qiao is not old, he is only forty-six or seven years old. Everyone calls him Old Man Qiao because the hair on his head is almost gone, but he stubbornly keeps the few dozen hairs that remain, so that the Mediterranean Sea

His hairstyle made the students think he was very old.

Professor Qiao clasped his hands behind his back and laughed a few times, "I will officially launch the online test after this completion. Thank you both very much."

Zhou Chenyuan didn't say anything, and He Xiaoran smiled: "You're welcome, it's our honor as students to be able to help Professor Qiao's tutoring class career. Professor Qiao, you will have a dual identity from now on, one is a university professor, and the other is a...

Boss of the postgraduate entrance examination tutoring class. What should I call you next time I see you?"

"What kind of boss? That's just to earn more money." Professor Qiao was modest, "Even though they are all in education, this industry is messy. Other tutoring classes outside are jealous."

He Xiaoran thought of the rumor, and lowered her voice and asked: "I heard that Professor Zhao's leg was broken? Is it because of the tutoring class?"

Professor Qiao refused to admit it: "Nothing, Lao Zhao was drinking last night and broke his leg on the way home."

He Xiaoran nodded: "Oh."

It was groundless, and people wouldn’t spread rumors about things that didn’t exist. He Xiaoran suddenly said: “It’s fine if it’s okay. I thought competition would cause trouble. When I was learning to drive, that driving school also competed with other driving schools.

It involved a competition for students and almost killed someone. It made the news. Professor Qiao, have you seen the news? It was two driving schools competing. They wanted to destroy the reputation of their rivals and deliberately threw the students from the rival driving schools from upstairs.

In this way, when others hear about the death, they won’t dare to learn it. Classmate Zhou also learned it at that driving school, so he knows about it, right?"
Chapter completed!