Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

After thirty minutes, Jiang Lang realized something was wrong.

Hu Lintian just said "immediately," but it's already half an hour and there's still no sign of it.

I guess they saw that I came alone and felt that the Jiang family didn't value me, so they simply dragged it out until I made a fool of myself and left on my own?

He wasn't in a hurry. He glanced at the sky; it was already dinnertime. He took out his phone and asked, "Sister Lu, have you eaten yet? I'm about to order takeout. What would you like to eat?"

Huh?

Xu Lu couldn't help but look up at him. He'd already ordered takeout; was he planning a protracted battle?

Seeing that she was going to have to spend quite a while with him, she chuckled softly, "I'm actually a little hungry. What would you like to eat? Just order me an extra portion, as long as it's not too spicy, thank you!"

"good!"

Jiang Lang didn't ask anything else, he just picked up his phone and ordered two rather expensive takeout meals. Qida University's campus is not open to the public, but the security department is in charge of coordinating with delivery drivers, so getting them here shouldn't be a problem.

Xu Lu glanced at Jiang Lang again, feeling that he was both funny and pitiful.

He had no real talent and his family was unwilling to support him, yet he actually thought he could win over Professor Hu with his "sincerity".

What was that idiom from the feudal era called again...?

Standing in the snow outside the master's door?

But this is no longer the old era.

About half an hour later, the takeout arrived. Xu Lu took the takeout, thanked Jiang Lang warmly, and prepared to eat and take a short rest.

Just as they finished eating, they saw Jiang Lang walking over.

"Sister Lu, has Professor Hu's group meeting finished yet?"

"Probably. Our group has a strong academic atmosphere, and we often lose track of time during group meetings."

"That's great! May I ask Professor Hu if I can audit the class?"

"this……"

Xu Lu quickly came up with a reason: "I'm afraid that won't work. Many of the group's studies are classified, and Professor Hu has never allowed outsiders to participate."

Jiang Lang nodded, but still didn't give up: "I see! By the way, Sister Lu, I heard that our group has a deep understanding of multi-star cluster research, and there must be many experts in it. My new paper is also in this direction. Could you help me submit it to the group meeting? I really hope the professor and my classmates can give me some feedback."

"Professor Hu has already received your graduation thesis."

"This new one is where my true talent lies."

"..."

Xu Lu was somewhat impressed by his shamelessness, but since she had accepted his kindness, she still said, "Then I'll ask for you. You stay here and don't move."

With that, he took the paper and left the teaching and research office.

Actually, there was no group meeting at all. There was an academic exchange meeting in the public area today, and several junior professors and all the students went to participate. There were hardly any people on the fourth floor.

Hu Lintian, on the other hand, was in his office, watching to see how many members of the Jiang family had come together.

She walked through the corridor to her office, knocked gently on the door, and only entered after hearing a "come in" from inside.

"Professor, that Jiang Lang..."

"Close the door first."

"Why!"

Xu Lu understood, closed the door, locked it, and sat directly on Hu Lintian's lap.

Professor Hu is still vigorous despite his advanced age; although he is over sixty, he remains physically robust.

Hu Lintian pinched her: "That kid hasn't left yet?"

"without!"

Xu Lu pinched him a few times in return: "He also gave me a new paper, saying that his real skills are in it, and he wants you to give him some pointers."

Hu Bingtian scoffed, "That's just how it is—not giving up yet."

"So, what do you think?"

"What's so interesting about trash?"

"Then I'll go back and make him leave."

"Don't rush!"

Hu Lintian threw the paper on the table: "His paper isn't worth reading, but we still have to take a look at it."

His words were somewhat of a struggle between his left and right brain.

But Xu Lu already understood what he meant, and couldn't help but smile charmingly.

……

Jiang Lang waited in the teaching and research office for another half hour.

The process wasn't in a rush.

The longer the time has passed, the more likely the paper is being read, which is a good sign.

While the contents weren't enough to make Hu Bingtianhu tremble and bow down in reverence, providing him with an offer letter was certainly feasible.

As I was pondering, I heard the sound of high heels outside.

He stood up: "Sister Lu!"

"Jiang Lang!"

Xu Lu handed the paper back, saying apologetically, "Professor Hu read your paper and felt that your research direction didn't quite align with the group's. Of course, your individual abilities are excellent; why don't you try applying to another research group?"

Jiang Lang: "?"

That shouldn't be happening!

He flipped through the paper and found that the little crease he had left in the abstract section hadn't been opened at all.

Old Deng didn't even look at it!

Closing the booklet, there was still a thin damp spot on the cover, which looked like a sweat stain, and it was even "m" shaped.

He glanced at Xu Lu's figure, then sensed her slightly disordered breathing, and couldn't help but twitch his lips: "She really knows how to play."

Xu Lu vaguely understood what he meant, and her expression immediately became somewhat unnatural: "Don't be discouraged, I wish you a bright future."

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "Sister Lu, you truly have a bright future ahead of you."

Xu Lu: "?"

Jiang Lang carefully put away his thesis and strode out of the teaching and research office.

Although he hadn't met him yet, he had already basically judged that Hu Lintian was no good person, and even if he stayed, he would probably be quite disgusting.

We should hurry up and find a way to let other professors see this paper.

Although changing to another supervisor would certainly not guarantee a future as promising as that of a top student like Hu Lintian, at least I could stay at Qipu University. I wonder what secrets this place holds that made it worthwhile for that crazy woman to choose me.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened.

He had just stepped out when he felt a gust of wind.

Someone was in a hurry to catch the elevator.

He instinctively turned to the side.

The person tried to dodge, but happened to step on a puddle, slipped, and fell to the ground.

The man panicked and reached out to grab Jiang Lang to try and maintain his balance.

Jiang Lang didn't want him to grab him, but seeing that the other person was a emaciated old man, and that a fall would probably cost him half his life, he didn't dodge and even reached out to help him up.

"Is the old man alright?"

"No, no, no, you scared me to death! Thank you so much, young man!"

The old man patted his chest, feeling relieved, and handed over the booklet he had accidentally torn off: "Here, your things... Hey?"

He reached his hand back and glanced at the booklet cover: "Young man, you also study the silent official?"

"Why!"

Jiang Lang's heart skipped a beat: "I've done some research, sir, you also..."

"Shh!"

The old man made a shushing gesture, slowly flipping through the booklet, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Jiang Lang didn't dare to disturb him, and waited patiently by the side, thinking that he had finally met a big shot and that his talent hadn't been wasted.

The elevator doors have already closed.

But because no one pressed the floor button, it remained on the first floor.

About five minutes later, the old man closed the booklet, his face beaming with excitement: "Your paper has great potential! Whose student are you?"

"I don't have a mentor yet. I came here today to apply for an assistant researcher position, but I wasn't successful."

"Who's so blind?"

The old man couldn't help but curse, then immediately took out a letter of appointment from his bag: "From now on, work for me. I have some things to take care of today, so bring this to me tomorrow to report for duty!"

talking.

He pressed the open button, then waved his hand: "I'll keep the paper. You go home first, and don't forget tomorrow!"

"Why!"

Jiang Lang stepped out of the elevator and watched the elevator numbers jump all the way to "6," feeling a bit dazed.

No?

I've been hired?

I don't even know who this little old man is.

He glanced at the employment letter; the name on it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

But with such good taste, he must have some skills.

It was a pleasant surprise.

He felt a bit better and casually prepared to throw another subpar paper into the trash can.

Before it could even be thrown out, it was taken back.

I glanced at the cover, rubbed my eyes, and glanced at the cover again.

and many more!

This is a proper academic paper!

Was the old man looking at the counterfeit product?

Nima!

You can still praise such an ugly paper?

What kind of incredible old man is this? Is he really that short-staffed?

Jiang Lang felt like he had been scammed, and stood there for a long time before he came to his senses.

He shook his head and put the employment letter into his bag.

It's a counterfeit product, so be it. At least it's a large-scale import.

He returned the way he came, exited from the south gate, and walked home along the path.

As I was walking, a piercing horn suddenly came from the side.

"Ber! Ber!"

Who's so rude!

Jiang Lang turned his head and found the pink sports car parked on the side of the road.

The car window slowly rolled down.

A stunningly beautiful young woman took off her sunglasses and looked at him with a smile: "Senior Brother Jiang, how did your job interview go today?"

"Smoothly..."

Jiang Lang sensed something was off about her bright smile, and suddenly it dawned on him: "Did you bring that old man here?"

Bai Zhaoli didn't answer, but just tilted her head and smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.