Returning to university, I discovered that all the beautiful girls were big gluttons.

Upon seeing this, Mu Changgeng quickly released his hands from Zheng Yun's waist, a bright smile spreading across his face.

Zheng Yun tidied her hair and frowned as she looked at Mu Changgeng:

"Who are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

Mu Changgeng wasn't surprised that Zheng Yun didn't recognize him. After all, as a counselor, he was responsible for a large number of students. Aside from the class monitor, who he could occasionally interact with, the others... aside from attending a meeting occasionally, or skipping class like Mu Changgeng, or doing something wrong...

"Teacher, I am Mu Changgeng."

Upon hearing this name, Zheng Yun's hands froze, and her gaze instantly turned cold:

"Mu Changgeng?!"

Zheng Yun simply turned back to her seat, and Mu Changgeng walked in and closed the door behind him.

Give me a reason for skipping class.

Zheng Yun picked up the pen on the table and looked at Mu Changgeng with a faint gaze.

"Ding, Name: Zheng Yun"

Age: 28

Face value: 93

Hobbies: Traveling, working

Identity: Counselor, Master's Degree Holder!

Charge cycles: 0!

"Delivering takeout."

Mu Changgeng had spent time with Zheng Yun and knew her temperament, so he simply told the truth.

Zheng Yun was clearly somewhat surprised by this answer:

"Delivering takeout?"

Zheng Yun stared at Mu Changgeng for a few seconds, and after confirming that Mu Changgeng was not lying, her tone softened a little:

"Tell me, how much do you earn a day delivering food?"

"Not much, maybe two or three hundred if you're lucky."

When Zheng Yun heard "two or three hundred," her gaze sharpened slightly. To be honest, a college student earning two or three hundred a day was indeed quite a lot, almost matching her own income.

For a moment, Zheng Yun had to change direction:

"Do you find delivering food tiring?"

"It's alright."

Earning tens of thousands a day, occasionally hundreds of thousands, and receiving a special reward—honestly, no one would feel tired in that situation.

"You're still young, so you think it's alright..."

"But have you thought about your future?"

"Discarding your studies, failing every course, and unable to graduate?"

"Perhaps you're eager to earn money, or maybe you're trying to supplement your family's income, but if you put your efforts into studying and delving into your academic pursuits, wouldn't your future be brighter than delivering food?"

Zheng Yun began to comfort her.

Mu Changgeng shook his head and smiled:

"Teacher, you've been there too. You know what the atmosphere is like in a university classroom. It's already pretty good if a few people are listening in a class."

"Studying...may offer a way out, but I know...I'm not cut out for it."

"Compared to sitting in the classroom daydreaming, sleeping, or looking down at your phone... delivering food should be pretty good."

Mu Changgeng's words left Zheng Yun completely stunned.

Is there any learning in class?

Of course there are... but very few.

Learning may change one's destiny, but when it comes to a system, learning is far inferior.

"Then tell me, what is your purpose in taking the college entrance exam?"

Before Mu Changgeng could respond, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Zheng Yun glanced at it, picked up her phone, and answered:

"Dr. Chen, hello..."

Mu Changgeng didn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, but he could see that Zheng Yun's expression was getting increasingly grim.

In his previous life, Mu Changgeng didn't know much about the beautiful counselor in front of him because of the difference in their social status, and they didn't have many opportunities to interact.

During my fifth year of university, I would occasionally exchange a few words with this beautiful counselor, but it was all for business purposes. As for anything else... I really knew nothing about it.

Zheng Yun hung up the phone, her face pale, her slender hands gripping the phone tightly.

It's obvious... something happened.

"Go back and write a 1,000-word self-criticism and hand it in to me..."

Zheng Yun stood up hurriedly, picked up her bag, and walked outside.

Mu Changgeng shrugged. A thousand-word self-criticism... I'll have Han Wen write it for me later.

How could I possibly write it myself?

Mu Changgeng turned and walked out of the education building, rubbing his stomach; he wasn't very hungry.

"The sun is shining brightly today, perfect for delivering takeout."

As he left the school gate, Mu Changgeng sent a message to Han Wen, asking her to write a 1,000-word self-criticism for his absence.

I thought Han Wen would be furious, but to my surprise, she readily agreed.

Mu Changgeng smiled, put away his phone, got on his motorcycle, and prepared to start his food delivery journey for the day.

Suddenly, a hurried figure came into Mu Changgeng's view.

It was none other than Zheng Yun, the counselor who had just taught Mu Changgeng.

What's the counselor doing here?

Although Zheng Yun is young, she is still a university teacher. How could she not have a car?

"Teacher, do you need any help?"

Mu Changgeng stopped his motorcycle in front of Zheng Yun.

The familiar face startled Zheng Yun:

"Mu Changgeng, what are you doing here?"

Then Zheng Yun glanced at Mu Changgeng's motorcycle with surprise. He used to deliver food on his motorcycle.

And what kind of motorcycle is this?

It even has a BMW logo?

"Of course, it's food delivery..."

"Teacher...you're waiting for a bus, right? It's rush hour, it must be hard to get a taxi."

"If you're going anywhere, I can give you a ride."

"The car was going quite fast."

Mu Changgeng said with a smile.

Getting a taxi wasn't difficult, but the traffic jams were awful. Zheng Yun looked at the Didi app on her phone, which was stuck in traffic. Her grandmother was still in the hospital, and they couldn't afford to waste any more time.

"Can we go to Jiangzhou Hospital?"

"Of course you can go, teacher, please come up."

Mu Changgeng put on his helmet and smiled at Zheng Yun.

Zheng Yun lifted her leg and sat down. There were few seats on the back seat to begin with, and it was Zheng Yun's first time riding a motorcycle. She felt a little scared for no reason, so she couldn't help but move closer to Mu Changgeng, and her little hands had to hold onto Mu Changgeng's clothes.

"Teacher, hurry up, we're leaving."

Mu Changgeng started the motorcycle, and it went very fast. The wind was also very strong. Fortunately, Mu Changgeng had broad shoulders, which allowed Zheng Yun to hide behind him and avoid being damaged by the strong wind.

The two didn't exchange many words along the way, and Mu Changgeng got Zheng Yun to Jiangzhou Hospital as quickly as possible.

"Thank you."

Zheng Yun glanced at Mu Changgeng with gratitude, then hurriedly got off the motorcycle, grabbed her bag, and ran towards Jiangzhou Hospital.

Mu Changgeng propped his head up, watching Zheng Yun's graceful back, parked his motorcycle to the side, and followed her.

Jiangzhou Hospital, second floor inpatient area

"Grandma..."

Zheng Yun pushed open the door and went in. Lying on the hospital bed was an elderly woman who looked rather weak. She looked to be only in her sixties, but her complexion was very poor.

"Yunyun, what brings you here?"

"Are there no more classes at school?"

Guo Rongxin looked at Zheng Yun, immediately raised her hand and held Zheng Yun's small hand, a smile appearing on her tired face.

"Grandma, your condition has worsened, why didn't you tell me?"

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