Chapter 773 Sister Nian, Have You Heard of It in Beijing?

When Master Cheng heard her say the name of the elder who didn't have long eyes, his face twitched, and when he looked at Qiao Nian again, he had nothing to say.

Nie Mi.

The leading music master in China can be said to be the first person in domestic music, the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, highly respected in the domestic music industry, and has an extraordinary position in the world.

Nie Mi was indeed a teacher at Qing University, but he was only a nominally honorary professor.

Unlike Mr. Huang from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Nie Mi has not taught at Qing University for a day since he was named an honorary professor at Qing University!

This time back to Qing University... It's clearly for Qiao Nian to be a student!

Her major in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is the famous Huang Lao, and her minor in music is Nie Mi... Master Cheng finally understands why Qiao Nian stayed at Qing University, and repeatedly refused him and told him to smoke out of time.

As far as these two teachers came out of the mountains, there was no way for them to miss class and make time to come to him.

But the more he became a master, the more he felt like he wanted to compete with others. After all, he had to compare his domestic status, and his achievements in his own field were not bad.

"You must be busy in your freshman year and sophomore year in college, but your courses will be less in the second half of your sophomore year. You can come and sit with me. Bioengineering is no worse than traditional Chinese medicine and music. If you learn it, you will find that you can do Reactors are a lot more fun than making music."

"Hmm." Qiao Nian remembered the ammunition reactor he built that day, and looked at his expression of "ours is also interesting". He didn't refuse to give a thorough answer, but he didn't give an accurate answer: "Can we look at it later?"

"Okay. Of course you can." Master Cheng had already talked to her about this matter, but this time it was only because Qiao Nian was going to leave, and if he didn't have the opportunity to talk about it, he brought it up again.

Qiao Nian chatted with him a few more words, and Master Cheng hurried back to the laboratory to stare at the project he was working on.

Qiao Nian didn't delay, took his things, and walked out of the nine laboratories slowly while lowering his head to play with his mobile phone.

She gave Master Cheng acupuncture and moxibustion until Master Cheng woke up, and it took almost two hours.

It is estimated that Ye Wuchuan has also finished processing.

Qiao Nian looked at the news on the phone, but neither Gu San nor Luo Qing told her about Zhou Wei's final result.

She didn't particularly care about how the Nine Institutes dealt with Zhou Wei's Trojan horse implantation in the USB flash drive, so she didn't send a message to inquire.

It just so happened that No. 1 Middle School might be out. She replied to Shen Qingqing's message before, and when she opened her phone, she saw that Shen Qingqing had sent her a lot of messages.

Qiao Nian turned over one by one.

The girl talked to her about the situation in the class during this period of time. For example, everyone's grades in the monthly test have improved this time, and the average grade of the class has increased by 20 points. Shen Hui is very happy and invited them to dinner...

Another example is Chen Yuan's biggest improvement this time. His monthly mock test score went from around 620 to 680, a full 60 points improvement over a month ago. Everyone is asking him whether he will study at Qing University or NTU in the future.

In addition, Shen Qingqing also chatted about some gossip in the school, what about the approaching college entrance examination, other schools came to No.

And then there are girls who love to gossip about celebrities.

[Sister Nian, have you heard of it in Beijing...]

Hear what?

As soon as she read the news, the bridge of her nose slammed into a hard chest. Qiao Nian was not on guard for a while, and stumbled under her feet, almost tripping over.

A sturdy arm just wrapped around her waist and pulled her back, the cold fragrance familiar to men lingered.

Smelling it makes me nervous.