Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

As soon as Wen Xi returned to her room, Xiao Man called, and a pang of sadness welled up in her heart.

[Honey, let's curse him to death, that scumbag!]

[She swore before she wouldn't do kissing scenes? And this is a wet kiss!]

...

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xi felt extremely agitated, so she simply turned off her phone and went to sleep.

In her dream, she dreamt that He Tingyou dressed up as a ghost to scare her, and that his older brother He Tingchu had many torture instruments in his room specially made for her.

He also said that if she didn't listen to He Tingchu's explanation of math olympiad, sooner or later her older brother would drag her into a dark room and bully her severely.

"No~" Wen Xi was startled awake.

Strangely, she had dreamed of the cold-faced demon He Tingchu for ten years, but hadn't dreamed of him for many years.

He Tingchu was indeed her childhood nightmare.

What, this trip back to Beijing has brought another nightmare?

My forehead was covered in a thick layer of sweat, and apart from a few messages from Xiaoman, my WeChat was completely empty.

What are you thinking? You have to get busy. She's an independent woman.

There was still a week before registration, but Wen Xi wanted to visit Peking University in advance.

She took a taxi to Peking University.

Under the sunlight, the gates of Kyoto University gleamed with dazzling light. In her heart, Kyoto University was a pristine, white ivory tower.

A banner hanging behind the school gate reads: Welcome new students.

Graduate students reported for duty a little later than undergraduates. Undergraduates had already reported a week earlier, probably because the banners from that time hadn't been taken down yet.

Wen Xi took two photos of the school gate and casually posted them on her WeChat Moments. Half of her fair face was in the frame, along with the gate of Peking University.

[Sister Qiqi - It's me! Please take good care of me.]

Wen Xi rarely posts on social media, but he quickly garnered dozens of likes.

【Sister Qiqi is so beautiful~】He Tingbai was the first to leave a comment.

...

Wen Xi was in a great mood.

She planned to borrow some books from the library. It was her first time there, so she checked the signs and knew that getting to the library required passing by the Peking University lecture hall.

Just as I arrived at the entrance of the academic hall, I was bumped into by two girls who were rushing over. The two girls nodded and apologized.

"I'm sorry."

"Hurry up, or there won't be any seats left! It's incredibly difficult to get a seat in Mr. He's big lectures, and this is his first big lecture since he came back from the US."

Congratulations, beautiful lady!

That name sounds familiar~

Wen Xi asked a couple more questions and found out she was an undergraduate student.

"Hey classmates, who is this beautiful He you're talking about?"

"It's those two 'dogs' from Peking University, the 'lunatics' from the Computer Science Department, and Professor He Tingchu's AI course—it's incredibly popular, and many professors want to learn from them!"

He Tingchu - Is she familiar with this?

However, computers have nothing to do with her.

She was a medical student. Wen Xi picked up the book from the ground and prepared to leave.

"What's wrong, senior? You're already here, aren't you going to listen?"

"I won't go. I'm in medical school."

"Let's go see a handsome guy, it's a waste not to go, let's go!" Wen Xi was carried away by the strong female students.

If you want to see handsome guys, you and your girlfriends have to go together.

The large class started at ten o'clock. Wen Xi glanced at his watch; it was only nine-thirty.

However, the huge academic hall was already packed with people, with no seats available, and the front row was filled with girls.

Only a few scattered spots remain at the back.

"It's all your fault for oversleeping; the front row is full." The bespectacled junior pushed up her black-rimmed glasses.

"These people are really pushing themselves too hard."

Wen Xi never expected that the Cold Noodles King of Hell, who was almost thirty years old, would still be so charming.

She sat down properly and chatted with the younger students. The three of them quickly became acquainted.

"Senior, so you're a graduate student in medical school! Medicine and computer science are our school's top programs, and they're very difficult to get into. You're amazing!"

"Not at all, not at all," Wen Xi said politely.

She passed the exam with ease.

The academic hall was bustling with people, and Wen Xi found it too noisy, so she put on headphones and listened to music, which effectively blocked out the noise from the outside world.

She opened her anatomy textbook and began reading it with great absorption.

She lowered her eyes, focused intently, unaware that the previously noisy academic hall had become silent. The junior student beside her rested her chin on her hand, gazing devoutly at the man on the podium in front of her, as if he were some kind of god.

He Tingchu was wearing a black hoodie, black sweatpants, and sneakers that day.

A pair of silver-rimmed glasses perched on his high-bridged nose, his gaze behind the lenses serious. He rested his hands lazily on the side of the podium, his expression focused, maintaining his dignified demeanor.

Wen Xi had never seen him as a professor before, and was somewhat lost in thought. He truly lived up to his reputation as the legendary unattainable beauty of Peking University.

It was indeed quite captivating; she suddenly realized why the front row was filled with girls.

This lesson is titled "The Application of Artificial Intelligence".

With plenty of time before get out of class ended, Wen Xi hated all this talk about artificial intelligence, code, data, models, and so on—it was all so abstract and she couldn't understand it at all. She felt that using a scalpel was much more practical.

However, He Tingchu's classroom atmosphere was quite good. He spoke eloquently on the podium, his voice neither too fast nor too slow, and his mellow, bubbly voice was very pleasant to her ears. He would occasionally expand on some strange and unusual topics, which would encourage the students to speak up and the discussion would rise and fall.

"Teacher, what is a complex system?" a student asked.

"In short, a complex system is a neural network that a single neuron can't do anything, but many neurons together can form an intelligent neural network, and that neural network is a complex system," He Tingchu concluded, explaining the theoretical knowledge.

"Then, professor, what's the use of understanding complex systems?"

"Understanding complex systems allows you to better utilize AI, but prevents you from being led by the nose by AI."

A round of applause erupted from the audience.

He couldn't understand it at all; Wen Xi couldn't understand it at all.

She yawned widely and couldn't help but stretch slightly.

The man on the podium fixed his gaze over, his dark eyes like a pool of ice. Their eyes met across the crowd, and Wen Xi hurriedly looked away.

Do not ask her to answer questions.

But why is he such a dog?

"The girl in the last row who raised her hand..." He Tingchu cleared his throat and called her name.

What are your thoughts on the idea that artificial intelligence will replace humans?

Wen Xi pretended to ignore her; she kept her eyes down and didn't respond.

"The student in the pale yellow dress, third from the left in the last row...!" He Tingchu reiterated her identity.

Hundreds of eyes swept over her, and Wen Xi nearly fainted. She gasped, looking up in despair.

She has no opinion on what she thinks.

Humans who aren't smart enough will eventually be eliminated, and when AI eliminates you, it won't even give you a warning.

He Tingchu was clearly targeting her.

"Excuse me, Professor He, I've come to the wrong academic hall. I'm from the medical school." Wen Xi simply gave up.

She doesn't want his credits.

She's in medical school.

"Is the senior here to see the handsome guy?" someone in the audience joked.

He Tingchu raised an eyebrow slightly, gestured with his hand to maintain order, shook his head helplessly, and smiled faintly.

"Little Deer from the medical school—are you lost?" His voice was so soothing, with a hint of seduction, and his dark eyes were as thick as ink.

"Sorry to bother you." Wen Xi clasped her hands in a fist salute, bent over, and tiptoed to open the back door. The door closed with a hissing sound.

The man on stage clenched his fist and placed it to his lips, unable to suppress a low chuckle, just as the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

He Tingchu finished packing up her course materials and was about to end get out of class when the girls swarmed around her.

She stood at the back door of the corridor, leaning against the glass, gazing into the distance.

I didn't realize that older men are so popular.

After glancing at it for a few minutes, Wen Xi was still puzzled. After saying goodbye to her junior, Wen Xi went to the library with her backpack.

After walking for a few minutes, a man's cool voice came from behind.

"Wen Qiqi..."

Wen Xi turned around, and He Tingchu caught up with her, taking three steps at a time, his well-pressed trousers covering his long legs.

Oh no, I got caught.

He had run there, a few stray hairs plastered to his scalp. The man supported his hip with one hand, trying to calm his breathing.

"Professor He, is there something you need?"

This is Peking University, she wouldn't dare call her "Brother Tingchu".

If one of his students overheard this and shared it on the campus network, it would be a very bad situation.

She hasn't enrolled yet and doesn't want to become famous at Peking University in this way.

"Since you're here, let me treat you to dinner," He Tingchu said, pointing to the black watch on his wrist.

It's lunchtime.

She'll soon be his sister-in-law. Since she's here, it would seem unreasonable of him not to invite her to a meal.

Wen Xi had no desire to have a meal with him.

But her stomach betrayed her by growling a few times. She was in a bad mood that day and left without eating breakfast. Before she knew it, it was noon.

"Let's just forget about it!" she stubbornly insisted.

"There's a really nice snack shop at Sanwei Canteen, would you like to try it?"

Very well, Wen Xi's cravings have been satisfied.

Despite saying "let it go," she followed in He Tingchu's footsteps and unknowingly arrived at the cafeteria.

It was peak dining time, and the two finally found a relatively quiet spot. Wen Xi thoughtfully reserved a seat while He Tingchu went to order.

"Auntie, two bowls of pork wontons, one without scallions."

But the cafeteria was incredibly noisy, and the auntie was busy with her work, so she didn't hear his special request. After a while, two bowls of wontons with scallions were served.

He Tingchu lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on the soup, helpless.

But he had no choice but to carry the tray back to his seat, where Wen Xi was on the phone.

He Tingchu sat opposite her, while Wen Xi was chatting enthusiastically with Xiaoman, completely unaware of his presence.

He Tingchu didn't interrupt her conversation. He sat quietly opposite her, intently scrutinizing the scallions inside the wontons, carefully picking them out little by little with his slender fingers.

Soon, there were already some chopped scallions on the tray. Wen Xi hung up the phone then, her gaze fixed, and she looked up, stunned.

"Brother Tingchu, so you don't eat scallions?"