Please don't read this book. Read my next one instead. Click my author page to find it. My next book is I'll Do Whatever You Say. Blurb:
Professor Jiang of Yingcheng University was handsome and refined, with a tall, slender build. Unfortunately, he was strict and cold toward his students, never letting anyone off easy. Countless students had failed his class, earning him the nickname Yingda's Snow Lotus.
When her friend went to a neighboring city for an event, Shi Mian went to sign in for her, sporting two enormous dark circles under her eyes.
She secretly munched on soup dumplings during class, only for Professor Jiang's chalk to hit her right between the eyes. She stared at him, her mouth full of the dumpling she'd just bitten into.
Later, she couldn't fight off sleepiness and got so dazed from being pelted with chalk that she could barely tell up from down.
Professor Jiang said coldly, "Stand up. Pay attention."
At last, when class ended, Shi Mian finally sat down. Professor Jiang came over, casually flipped through her book, and gave her a scrutinizing look. His voice was chilly. "Zhou Qiao, right? Fill in the notes for today's lesson and hand them in tomorrow for me to check."
Shi Mian lifted her chalk-dusted face, tears from yawning streaming down her cheeks. "Prof..."
After Shi Mian made a mistake, Jiang Shi kept her at home and scolded her mercilessly. In a fit of anger, she tried to storm out, but Jiang Shi grabbed her from behind. Crying, Shi Mian yelled:
"You old fossil! You're always bossing me around! Aren't you sick of it? You criticize me for wearing short skirts! You criticize me for eating junk food! Why don't you spend the rest of your life with that thermos of goji berries of yours!"
Jiang Shi's first response was to criticize her with a cold laugh. "Don't use foul language."
Shi Mian cried even harder and kicked him. "You're criticizing me again! You stinking zombie!" Jiang Shi sighed helplessly and kissed her cheek, softly soothing her. "I'm sorry. Don't be mad."
Then he used some internet slang he'd learned from Shi Mian. "Ballballyou."
Professor Jiang to his students: "I'll spoil my girl myself, so don't bully her. If she cries, don't blame me for taking her side and giving you a hard time."
Cool, self-possessed, old-fashioned professor x playful, sweet, adorable dance cover creator (not a teacher-student romance, the heroine has already graduated)
- Both leads are each other's first love, devoted romance, silly and sweet, not a teacher-student romance, no evil female supporting character
- A sweet romance focused on the relationship. Both leads are successful in their careers, but the story doesn't focus on their work.
This book's blurb: The wife-chasing crematorium trope. The early chapters were co-written, so don't read them. They're truly painful to look at.
Theme: It's just a romance
The beginning was okay, and the plot was well laid out. In the middle, I started chasing my wife... I just chased... I chased... It was boring to chase. The two of them started bickering like elementary school students and then it ended quickly... The scumbag father and scumbag stepmother didn't want to physically abuse her? Shouldn't the male protagonist's childhood shadow be brought out and exposed to the sun to heal?
Finished spreading flowers!!!??
Congratulations on the big completion! Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers
Finally updated. Wuwuwuwuwu. It's not easy.
I'm coming, I'm coming! Jealous Zhao Zhao! Fuck him!
Why can't I see the finale?
The writing is still sweet, but in the early stage the heroine helps the hero's scumbag father to join forces to deceive the hero, isn't it too disgusting? Isn't it too disrespectful to interfere in a friend's family affairs without knowing the other person's family situation? It was good in the early stage, but it was really uncomfortable in the later stage. The heroine is quite a virgin.
Wow wow wow here I come! Finally updated! I hope I can read it before school starts hahaha! Thank you for praising me for being gentle! Love you^3^
Hahahaha, this method of selecting vegetable leaves reminds me of my mother. She never cooks and once in a while, she puts the whole cabbage in the pot without cutting it.
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