Professor Shen, Your Coke Has Been Delivered

Professor + age difference + sweet pet The late September sun shines through the library's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting mottled light and shadow on the wooden floor. Qin Kele held the sketchbook and leaned on the lazy sofa by the window, but his eyes drifted unconsciously to the gray-white laboratory building outside the window. "Are you in a daze again?" Xu Youran put down the physics textbook in his hand and looked at his friend curiously, "You have come to my three classes and you are still obsessed with the outside world?" Qin Kele stuck out his tongue: "I just think the atmosphere here is different. It's rational and rigorous. It's completely different from my art school full of paints and canvases."