Chapter 350: Song Zhaodi

Fu Mingxue went to see Director Zheng.

"Director Zheng, is something the matter?"

Director Zheng immediately stood up when he saw Fu Mingxue arrive.

"Fu Mingxue, here’s the situation. The research institute wants you to come by tonight. Do you have time?"

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’Isn’t teaching classes at the university all day enough? Now they want me at the research institute at night, too.’

"Is it something important? What time should I go? I have something to do before seven."

Hearing this, Director Zheng quickly replied, "A little later is fine. It seems there’s some data that isn’t quite right, and they’d like you to take a look."

When Fu Mingxue heard it was a problem with data, she knew she had to go.

"Alright, I’ll head out after seven."

This left her with some buffer time.

’Dinner is at five-thirty, and it’s not like I’ll be eating for over two hours.’

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going. I have to get to class soon."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Director Zheng said, and he meant it sincerely.

After all, he felt quite bad about scheduling so many classes for her; his conscience was pricked.

When Fu Mingxue went to class today, the students were much more enthusiastic than they had been the day before.

After all, most people naturally admire the strong.

When someone reaches a level so far beyond their own, all that’s left in their hearts is admiration and respect.

Someone even handed Fu Mingxue some watermelon frost after class.

"Teacher Fu, take this. It’s good for your throat!"

Fu Mingxue looked at the young woman who had handed her the watermelon frost.

She recognized her; the student had excellent grades.

She was also quite shy.

’I really didn’t expect her to give me something like this.’

Seeing the expectant look in the student’s eyes, she swallowed the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue.

She reached out and took it, but only picked out a single lozenge. "Thank you, Student Song. I actually forgot to bring any today, but one is plenty."

She handed the rest back.

After all, in this day and age, no one was particularly well-off.

The young woman before her was dressed very simply—so simply that her clothes were faded and covered in patches.

It was clear at a glance that she lived a very hard life.

She couldn’t possibly take the whole thing from her.

Song Zhaodi hadn’t expected Teacher Fu to know her surname—she remembered her.

This made Song Zhaodi incredibly excited.

Watching her walk away, a torrent of emotions surged through her. ’I must learn from Teacher Fu.’

Teacher Fu’s excellence made her understand with profound clarity—women weren’t some kind of "money-losing investment"; they could absolutely shine so brightly.

She also wanted to become a person of value.

She firmly believed she could do it, too.

That’s right. Just from her name, you could tell she was born into a family that valued sons over daughters.

The only reason she’d been able to get into university was because she’d taken the exam in secret, hiding it from her family.

It was also thanks to the help of the village chief, who had provided her with the necessary papers to register for the exam.

Even the travel money to come to the university had been scraped together by the village chief.

He also helped by stopping her family—they didn’t want her to attend university and planned to sell her admission spot.

They even wanted to marry her off.

If it weren’t for the village chief, she never would have been able to escape.

Nor would she be here, attending university.

She hadn’t bought the watermelon frost herself; the village chief had given it to her.

She had been saving it this whole time.

Yesterday, during Teacher Fu’s class, she had thought about how Teacher Fu taught so many lessons a day and even had to go lecture the mathematics department.

So, she had decided to take out the treasured watermelon frost.

She had thought Teacher Fu might find it beneath her, but instead, Teacher Fu had picked one out and popped it into her mouth right then and there.

Not only did she not show any disdain, she even remembered her name.

It made her so thrilled—