Chapter 931

Qing Da's response was brief, but with strong emotions,

The sentence "All teachers and students deeply regret" reveals full of unwillingness,

[Emmmm, this Qingda Weibo editor is a fan of Xia Wanyuan, right? He also expressed deep regret to the teachers and students of the whole school. Who gave his face to represent all the teachers and students of Qingda University? 】

Most of the comments on Tsingtao University's Weibo were questioned because of the words of Tsingtao University.

What they did not expect was that the teachers and students of Qing Dynasty actually stood up collectively and initiated a topic of "deep regret".

When I clicked on this topic, all the students from Qing University posted their student IDs on Weibo to speak for Xia Wanyuan.

"I am XX from the Department of Physics. Professor Xia's literary evaluation class is my favorite class. I am an engineering student. Because of Professor Xia's explanation, I feel the unique beauty of our Chinese culture. Pity."

"I'm XX from the Chinese Department. I really like Professor Xia's class. Professor Xia's class is fun and learns knowledge. You can also watch Professor Xia draw priceless paintings on the blackboard. Professor Xia left office and deeply Sorry."

"I'm XX from the Department of Chemistry"

Not only did a large number of Tsinghua University students appear on Weibo, but the teachers Xia Wanyuan worked with on weekdays, academicians, school leaders, and academic leaders also stood up with their real names to express their recognition of Xia Wanyuan's work ability.

Especially the teachers of the literature department and art department, Xia Wanyuan is very knowledgeable and efficient in doing things in the past, which greatly reduces the pressure in the department.

Moreover, in order to make Xia Wanyuan get along better with his colleagues at school, Jun Shiling sent gifts to the teachers in Xia Wanyuan's name every once in a while.

Who doesn't like a colleague like this?

[I'm darling, this is the first time I've seen so many bigwigs dispatched at the same time. The bigwigs who can only be seen in textbooks on weekdays actually appeared alive today. 】

[This topic is full of Qing University students! ! ! Sisters! ! ! Go pick your husband now! ! ! ! There are all potential stocks here! The young talents are not quick to grab it! 】

[Your building is crooked. . . . . . . So many people stood up to support Xia Wanyuan. . . Xia Wanyuan's popularity is really good]

With so many teachers and students speaking out for Xia Wanyuan, the original doubts of netizens began to waver. Soon, a long Weibo post "Come a cup of milk tea with pearls" attracted everyone's attention.

Come to a cup of milk tea and pearls: "I have poor grades and can't go to Qingda University. This topic is mainly to say a few words on behalf of my mother.

My mother was an educated youth who went to the countryside in the last century, and she stayed in the countryside to raise us.

After so many years, my mother couldn't write a few words with a pen, but she said that Professor Xia's class brought her back to the days when she was studying.

When my mother is free, she goes outside the classroom to listen to the class. After Professor Xia sees it, she will chat with my mother in the garden when the get out of class is over, and explain what she doesn't understand.

Now my mother has started to reread the 300 Tang poems again. Sometimes, her opinions even make me feel ashamed.

I haven't listened to Professor Xia's class, but I think that it can awaken a rural old man's literary dream and make an old man in his fifties understand her class.

These are enough to show how good Professor Xia's lectures are,

Not only can a group of high-quality talents feel that she speaks well, but also can be understood by older people, but such a teacher has to step down. What kind of teacher does the education system want? "

This small article was quickly reprinted by a large number of netizens,

Media reporters and college teachers produced a lot of data, laid out various regulations, and said all kinds of high-sounding words, but in the end they couldn't resist people's true feelings.

Even if everyone understands that the Qing Dynasty has already resigned Xia Wanyuan, there is no possibility of turning around, but they will use their own methods to protest this practice and express their support for Xia Wanyuan.

It was late at night, but the online debate about ability and rules continued. In the manor, the excited little treasure finally entered a sweet dream in Xia Wanyuan's arms.

Little Treasure closed his eyes, his long eyelashes were like two small fans, he didn't know what he was dreaming about, he pouted his mouth slightly, and puffed out his little face that was already full of baby fat.

The more Xia Wanyuan looked, the more cute she felt, so she couldn't help but kiss Xiaobao on the face,

Seemingly aware of Xia Wanyuan's approach, Xiaobao still didn't forget to blow the rainbow fart to Xia Wanyuan in his sleep, "Mommy, you are the most beautiful." After the words were finished, Xiaobao fell into silence again.

After another long while, Xiaobao fell into a deep sleep, Xia Wanyuan tucked his little hands into the quilt, and got out of bed.

Jun Shiling, who had been sitting on the sofa next to him reading a book, noticed Xia Wanyuan's movement, but did not get up, but still read the book, but the page did not change for a long time.

Xia Wanyuan came over and grabbed Jun Shiling's wrist, pulling him up,

Xia Wanyuan carefully closed the door of the master bedroom, then raised his head, "Mr. Jun hugs,"

Jun Shiling looked at her for a while, then suddenly picked up Xia Wanyuan, strode to the guest room farthest from the master bedroom, and kicked the door open.

As soon as he entered the door, Xia Wanyuan suddenly laughed in his arms,

"What are you laughing at?" Jun Shiling put her on the bed,

"Laugh at us being sneaky," Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling with stars in her eyes,

"Who's to blame?" Jun Shiling pinched Xia Wanyuan's cheek,

"It's your fault." Xia Wanyuan reached out and pulled Jun Shiling's nightgown, "It's all your fault."

Jun Shiling smiled and leaned down slowly, "Do you know how many times you've teased me these days?"

"I don't know," Xia Wanyuan blinked, as if I knew and didn't admit it,

"It's okay," Jun Shiling hooked the corner of his mouth, "you'll know in a while."

The night is getting darker, and the spring is tired.

There was no class the next day. Xia Wanyuan slept until noon and woke up. It was snowing heavily outside the window.

In the snow-colored white porcelain vase by the bed, a few red plums are proudly spit.

"Do you know how many times you teased me?" Jun Shiling rarely got up early today, and lay down with Xia Wanyuan until noon, when he noticed that Xia Wanyuan woke up, he hugged her tighter.

"Bastard, you asked for twice more."

Jun Shiling smiled, "It seems that you still remember it, and you didn't say anything about it last night."

Xia Wanyuan turned over, nestled in Jun Shiling's arms, and wrapped his arms around his waist, "There is no class today, and I don't want to work. I want to sleep for a while."

"it is good."

The reality was not as good as expected, Xia Wanyuan just closed her eyes when the phone rang.