You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Su Qinghe politely tossed out a sentence, then lowered her head again to look at her textbook.

Ye Qingru was speechless for a long time after hearing the words "Wishing you success in recruiting new students, senior."

What does it mean to wish me success in recruiting new employees?

What am I hiring? I'm here to hire your man!

Of course, she only dared to curse in her heart.

The school bell rang on time.

The buzzing in the classroom quickly subsided, and then a middle-aged man wearing a gray shirt and black-rimmed glasses walked up to the podium with his lesson plan.

"Hello students, I am your instructor for Microeconomics, Li Jianguo."

Li Jianguo.

Jiang Che silently repeated the name in his mind.

Wow, microeconomics, such a tough course for the very first lesson in university.

Jiang Che pursed his lips, then looked down and flipped through the textbook, glancing casually at the table of contents.

Supply and demand, elasticity theory, marginal utility, market equilibrium...

He recognized each word, but when they were put together, his brain started playing white noise automatically.

Li Jianguo adjusted the PPT on the podium, cleared his throat, and began to speak.

"Let's start with the most basic concepts: What is economics? What are the core questions that economics studies?"

"Is there anyone willing to answer this?"

The classroom was silent for two seconds.

Then, more than a hundred people lowered their heads, afraid of making any eye contact with the teacher.

College students, those who know, know.

Who would want to be the first to stand out in the very first class?

But at that moment, Su Qinghe raised her hand.

Jiang Che turned his head and looked at his girlfriend's raised right hand, and was momentarily dazed.

But then she thought about it again. Su Qinghe had already previewed the relevant course content at home during the summer vacation, so answering this question would definitely not be a problem for her.

Since that's the case, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with being a pioneer and making a name for yourself.

Maybe I can even get extra points for participation.

Li Jianguo was just going through the motions; he didn't expect anyone to volunteer to answer questions in the first class.

So when he saw Su Qinghe raise her hand, he was clearly surprised. After a moment of surprise, he smiled with satisfaction and nodded at Su Qinghe.

"Okay, this student, please give your answer."

The eyes of many students in the classroom were focused on Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe stood up unhurriedly, looked straight ahead, and replied in a cool voice: "Economics studies how individuals and society make choices to achieve the optimal allocation of resources under the premise of resource scarcity."

"The core issues can be summarized in three points: what to produce, how to produce, and for whom to produce."

The answer was concise and clear, logically sound, and exactly the same as the standard answer in the textbook.

Li Jianguo was very satisfied with Su Qinghe's answer, and the smile on his face visibly deepened.

"Very good, that's a very accurate answer. What's your name, classmate?"

"Su Qinghe".

"Su Qinghe, is that right? Okay, teacher will remember that."

Li Jianguo strode back to the podium, picked up the attendance book, found Su Qinghe's name, and wrote "+1" in the blank space after her name.

Then he nodded in satisfaction, "Please sit down."

When Su Qinghe sat down, several classmates around her cast her favorable glances.

A bespectacled boy in the front row whispered to his deskmate, "It's one thing for School Beauty Su to be pretty, but she's also incredibly smart!"

My deskmate replied quietly, "Other people get 734 on the college entrance exam, and you only got less than 700. What do you think?"

The boy shut up.

At this moment, Jiang Che was staring intently at Su Qinghe's profile, watching her diligently transcribe the key points from the teacher's PPT onto her iPad, her little face filled with focus.

He just thought the girl in front of him was cute and charming.

Ok.

No wonder she's his girlfriend.

He's truly impressed by his learning abilities.

Seemingly inspired by his girlfriend's serious demeanor, Jiang Che also listened attentively to the lesson for a while.

But it only lasted for fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, his attention began to drift uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, although Li Jianguo's lectures were well-organized, his speaking pace was too steady.

Combined with the dense text on the PPT, the hypnotic effect is comparable to a live sleep aid broadcast.

Jiang Che stared blankly at the "decreasing marginal rate of substitution" on the PPT for a while, his mind already jumping from economics to what to eat for lunch, what time get out of class ended in the afternoon, and whether to take Su Qinghe to the newly opened barbecue restaurant next to the school in the evening...

After my thoughts raced back to me, I realized that I had already flipped through several pages of the PPT.

Jiang Che sighed inwardly. Back in high school, he was able to focus on his studies purely because he didn't want to be separated from Su Qinghe.

There are currently no new goals that can motivate him to study, so he has naturally become quite lax.

In Jiang Che's view, he was going to go back and inherit the family business anyway, so although theoretical knowledge was important, he wasn't going to ignore it entirely.

It's just that I won't study as hard as I would for the college entrance exam.

Moreover, he felt that theoretical knowledge was less important than practical experience in the business world.

For example, how to wipe out Uncle Ye Yunjin and his group.

This is the highest level of applied economics.

Isn't the knowledge gained from rote learning from textbooks more solid and useful?

After his mind wandered, Jiang Che's attention completely shifted from the textbook to Su Qinghe.

My girlfriend next to me sat up straight, one hand supporting her chin, the other holding a stylus, diligently taking notes on the iPad.

Her profile was clean and sharp, with wispy hair falling beside her ears. Her focused expression was more attractive than any knowledge point on the PowerPoint presentation.

Jiang Che stared at her for a few seconds, then reached out his hand involuntarily.

First, he touched Su Qinghe's elbow.

Su Qinghe ignored him and continued taking notes.

Jiang Che then cheekily nudged her again.

Su Qinghe glanced at him this time, but still ignored him.

On the third touch, Jiang Che's hand went directly to Su Qinghe's thigh.

Even through the skirt, the warmth of the boy's palm could still be clearly felt.

Su Qinghe let out a soft moan, and the pen in her hand suddenly stopped.

Then he turned his head slightly and said three words in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"Take your hand away."

Jiang Che pretended not to hear, his fingers still rubbing back and forth above her knee.

Su Qinghe's breathing quickened for a moment, and her face flushed slightly. Then she reached out to pry his fingers open.

"We're in class, be serious!"

"I'm being very serious," Jiang Che said innocently. "I'm giving you an acupressure massage to improve blood circulation, which will help you concentrate in class."

"Bullshit, you're just trying to take advantage of me."

"Ms. Su, watch your words. You're my girlfriend. How can this be considered taking advantage of you?"

Su Qinghe was too lazy to argue with him, so she slapped his hand away and turned her attention back to the PPT.

Jiang Che behaved himself for a short while, and Su Qinghe took the opportunity to get back into study mode.

But her good fortune didn't last long. Just as she was engrossed in listening, Jiang Che reached out his lewd hands again.