Chapter 331: Substitute Teaching?

"The math department."

At Zan Zi’s words, Qin Wenhao couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, congratulations. Math is a great field. You can really shine there. It’s getting late, so I won’t hold you up. Goodbye!"

With that, he hopped on his bike and rode off.

Zan Zi watched him ride away, completely speechless.

’What’s with that guy, Qin Wenhao?’

’Why was he in such a hurry to leave?’

’He didn’t even say what department his wife was in!’

’Forget it. If he won’t say, he won’t say.’

He remembered what his professor had said—a genius from the physics department was returning to campus today. Apparently, this person wasn’t just exceptionally talented in physics.

He’d heard their math skills were also formidable.

Back when the college entrance exams were reinstated, she got a perfect score in math.

’And he himself had been just one point shy of that!’

That was why he’d gotten up so early today. He had to see for himself just who this physics genius who could get a perfect score in math was.

With that thought, he pushed all thoughts of Qin Wenhao from his mind.

He quickened his pace and entered the campus.

Meanwhile, Fu Mingxue went to find Director Zheng’s office.

She raised her hand to knock.

"Come in."

Director Zheng’s voice sounded from inside.

Fu Mingxue pushed the door open and went inside.

"Director Zheng!"

Director Zheng looked up the moment he heard her voice.

He was pleasantly surprised to see it was Fu Mingxue. "Fu Mingxue! Are you back to prepare for your exams?"

Fu Mingxue nodded. "That’s right."

"That’s wonderful! By the way, if you have the time, how about you teach a few classes for me? You could go over some of the difficult problems the students are having."

Director Zheng’s suggestion left Fu Mingxue stunned.

"Director Zheng, I’m here for my exams. Besides, I’m a student. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate for me to teach a class?"

’Besides, I’ve never taught anyone before!’

"If you’re not appropriate for it, then no one is. Your breadth of knowledge surpassed mine long ago. Having you teach them would be a rare opportunity."

"Besides, you’re back on campus, but it’s not like you’ll be sitting in on lectures, right? Just teach a class for them. It’ll be an eye-opening experience."

Seeing her hesitation, Director Zheng spoke again. "You’re the designer of the JJF-15 engine blueprints. Teaching this class would be the perfect way to shut some people up. Let them see for themselves that even though you’re all students, the gap between you isn’t small—it’s as wide as the galaxy. It’ll prove the reason you don’t need to attend class is because you have skills and a level of mastery that they simply don’t."

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’Couldn’t I prove all that just by getting the top score in the class, or even the entire department?’

’I’m confident I can get first place.’

’Even if it’s not first, placing in the top three would be enough to prove my abilities.’

But since Director Zheng had put it that way, she thought about it... It wasn’t out of the question.

"Director Zheng, I can teach the class in your stead, but let me be clear: I only have a few days. I have a new project that’s about to kick off."

"A few days is no problem. Even one class would be great. Then it’s settled."

Director Zheng finalized the decision quickly, as if afraid she’d change her mind.

Fu Mingxue didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’I really hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.’

"Director Zheng, I should warn you, I’ve never properly taught a class before. I can’t do it your way; I’ll have to teach it in my own style."

"You’ll have complete authority over the class. In fact, the first period starts in a little while. You can head over now, and after it’s done, I’ll draw up a proper teaching schedule for you."

Fu Mingxue: "...?"

’A whole schedule?’

’He’s not planning to book up my entire day, is he?’