I just started college and ended up with a stunningly beautiful professor as my wife.

The next morning, all three of them in the dormitory were woken up by Wang Ming's alarm clock.

"If you just say 'Don't be a coward,' I'll charge forward! Teacher Zhang Xuefeng, I still remember you..."

"Every word, every sentence, pulled me out of the fog..."

Fang Yu: "I'm so awesome! Whose thunderous alarm clock is this?! Turn it off right now!"

Zhou Yao, who was in the next bed, jumped over the bed and slapped Wang Ming hard on the buttocks.

"Young Master! Did you set that alarm for us or for yourself?"

After waking up, Wang Ming quickly pulled the blanket over himself: "Holy crap, Zhou Yao, are you a pervert? You don't want to have sex with me, do you?"

Zhou Yao: "I'm furious with you! Turn off your personal alarm clock right now! Or I'll have someone deal with you!"

After turning off the alarm, Wang Ming looked at the time: "Damn, it's past seven! I'm going to be late!"

Zhao Feiye had already started washing up, and she did so very quickly.

However, as soon as Fang Yu sat up, her head felt dizzy and her brain felt throbbing.

The problem must be with yesterday's wine!

Damn it! Is this supermarket using counterfeit liquor from Ga Zi?

Yesterday, I started by following the recipe's proportions, but after drinking more, I started adding less alcohol and more soft drinks...

Zhou Yao and Wang Ming quickly got down and started changing clothes to prepare for washing up.

Wang Ming: "Did no one record our chat yesterday? If they had, we'd all be poisoned by heavy metals."

Yesterday, all four of us got quite drunk, and we talked about all sorts of inappropriate topics.

But if you were to say that the auxiliary police officer who listened at the door all night was promoted to director of the provincial department the next day.

You can't just record guys chatting in their dorm rooms at night; if you just take it out, you'll get your head chopped off.

Zhou Yao looked at Fang Yu, who was still in bed and couldn't get up, and asked, "Aren't you going?"

Fang Yu rolled over: "I'm a little dizzy, I don't really want to go. I drank fake alcohol yesterday."

Wang Ming, drying his freshly washed hair with a towel, said, "Didn't you mix this yourself? We're all fine, so why are you the only one who's in trouble?"

Fang Yu: "Because you didn't drink much before you got drunk, but I drank until the very end."

Zhou Yao: "Fine, since you're not going, then let the young master answer for you."

Wang Ming: "Call me 'Dad'!"

Fang Yu decisively called out, "Father!"

Wang Ming: "Okay, this one's here, Dad has to answer it for you!"

Zhou Yao complained, "Why are you washing your hair again?"

Wang Ming smiled confidently: "What if a pretty girl takes a liking to me during class? I'd definitely want to wash my hair beforehand and be in top form!"

You know, if a guy is willing to wash his hair, it means there must be an important occasion today.

Not long after, the other three people in the dormitory went to class.

Fang Yu lay in bed, intending to have a good night's sleep.

Anyway, the teacher doesn't know him, so nothing should happen in the first class.

The timid starve while the bold thrive. If you go to university and never skip class, then you've wasted your university education.

On the other side, the School of Humanities.

The three of them arrived at the classroom and found that almost all the seats were taken, with only the front row seats remaining.

In university classes, the front row is never occupied; students usually sit in the back.

So those who arrive late can only sit in the front.

The three of them sat down in a seat near the front and looked at each other.

Zhao Feiye: "How are you going to call roll for Fang Yu in this position?"

Wang Ming didn't care at all: "I have my own way. It's easy for Dad to help his son. At worst, I'll be Fang Yu in class today, and Wang Ming will be the one skipping class."

Zhou Yao couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "What a kind gesture! Next time I skip class, I'll ask you to answer my questions for me too."

Wang Ming looked around at the almost full seats and thought, "It seems like no one has skipped class except for Fang Yu. It's quite packed..."

Zhao Feiye said seriously, "Normally, if you want to skip class, you need to see if the teacher is easy to fool. Some teachers don't like to take attendance, so it's easier to skip their classes. Some teachers are stricter and like to take attendance every time, so you can't skip their classes."

Wang Ming: "Old Zhao, you know quite a lot."

Zhao Feiye: "I did my research on the forum before I came here. There are many senior students who have shared their experiences on the forum."

Zhou Yao joked, "Fang Yu is pretty impressive in a way. She didn't even look at the first lesson and just skipped it. What if she's a very strict teacher?"

Wang Ming patted his chest: "Isn't this my job? Since he calls me 'Dad,' I have to fulfill my duties as a father!"

Just then, soft footsteps came from the doorway, and Jiang Niyi walked in carrying several books.

The previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the door.

She wore a white long-sleeved shirt that revealed only a glimpse of her slender collarbone. The cuffs were neatly rolled up to the middle of her forearms, revealing her fair wrists. Below, she wore black high-waisted suit trousers with the hems just reaching her ankles, making her legs appear straight and long.

She wasn't wearing any makeup; her face was clean and flawless. Her eyes were indifferent and emotionless, and she exuded a cold and aloof aura that kept strangers at bay.

Wang Ming exclaimed softly, "Holy crap! Professor Jiang? Did she go to the wrong classroom? I remember her wasn't the teacher listed on the schedule!"

Not only him, but most of the people present did not expect that the teacher who came was Jiang Niyi.

"No way? Wasn't Professor Jiang supposed to not teach first-year students? Did he go to the wrong classroom?"

"I'm so proud of you! I wish I hadn't sat in the back. You guys should have saved me a seat!"

"Who would have thought, family members? I woke up to find myself in a class taught by the goddess!"

Zhao Feiye reminded them, "Look at the group messages from last night. The counselor resent a new class schedule around 11 p.m. last night."

Wang Ming and Zhou Yao quickly took out their phones to take a look.

The teacher's name for this class has been changed to Jiang Niyi.

What's going on? Why did they suddenly change teachers?

All three of them looked completely bewildered.

Last night I was drunk and no one was looking at their phones. Plus, the advisor sent the message so late that hardly anyone noticed the changes to the class schedule.

Wang Ming: "Isn't this a disaster? Doesn't Fang Yu know Professor Jiang? What if they call roll..."

Zhao Feiye: "Didn't you say you had a way?"

Wang Ming: "Damn it! Forget it, let's just grit our teeth and go for it!"

Zhou Yao: "I suggest we send Fang Yu a message and tell him to come over quickly."

Wang Ming said helplessly, "I sent it, but he seems to be fast asleep. I can only do my best..."

Jiang Niyi stood on the podium, her gaze coldly sweeping over the crowd. After scanning the room, she did not see Fang Yu.

She sneered inwardly.

Very good, excellent. You really dare not to come, huh?

She wrote her name on the blackboard and then said calmly, "I am your subject teacher for this class, Jiang Niyi."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I won't call roll one by one today. I'll just randomly select a few students. Those who need to be absent should have their advisor send me a message in advance. As for those whose names are called but who don't come..."

She didn't say what the consequences would be, but instead gave a meaningful, cold smile.

Zhou Yao shook her head: "Fang Yu is really doomed now."

"Li Jiahao".

"arrive!"

"Lu Jiaxin".

"arrive!"

Fang Yu.

"Here!" (in a eunuch's voice)

Jiang Niyi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Ming with his head down, his throat practically steaming.