socalfunplaces Chapter 167 An Unexpected Teacher-Student Relationship
Chapter 167 An Unexpected Teacher-Student Relationship
Looking at Professor Du Jingxing, a highly respected figure in academia, who was now showing off his achievements like a smug child.
Ye Fan was filled with mixed emotions: Scholars often belittle each other; the ancients were right!
This old professor, when serious, is as imposing as a mountain, but when endearing, he's like a child—truly a man of genuine character.
After laughing enough, Du Jingxing warmly invited Ye Fan, "Come, come, Xiao Ye, sit down quickly, the food's getting cold! Let's eat and chat!"
Just as Ye Fan had predicted, the meal was full of surprises and fun.
At the dinner table, the more Du Jingxing talked, the more he realized that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person.
He speaks with composure and insightful views. His perspectives on many economic phenomena and social issues are far more mature than those of his peers, and even reveal a penetrating insight into the future.
When discussing his studies and future plans, Du Jingxing's eyes shone with even greater admiration.
He put down his chopsticks, his tone becoming more serious: "Young Ye, I've taught my whole life, and students with your ideas and vision are rare. So, are you interested in formally becoming my student?"
He didn't say "be my student," but used the more traditional phrase "become my disciple," which shows how much he valued it.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan felt a slight stirring in his heart, followed by a surge of joy.
Du Jingxing is not only the dean of the Department of Industrial Management and an academician, but his network, vision and influence in academia and even at a higher level are also huge intangible assets.
In this life, Ye Fan's business empire will span multiple fields, especially venturing into some high-tech and sensitive industries that are easily affected by international events.
The future is destined to be turbulent, and having such a knowledgeable, respected, and genuinely appreciative teacher as a guide and potential protector is absolutely beneficial!
"Professor Du, it's my honor to be valued by you!" Ye Fan said without hesitation, his attitude sincere and humble. "I'm very willing to learn from you!"
"Good! Good!" Du Jingxing clapped his hands and laughed heartily.
He then changed the subject and talked more deeply with Ye Fan, from the current state, shortcomings, and opportunities of domestic industries to the undercurrents in the international competitive landscape.
With the prophetic perspective of a reborn individual, combined with deeper reflections from this life, Ye Fan spoke eloquently, pointing out the "bottleneck" dilemmas in some key areas and making a forward-looking prediction about potential technological competition and trade frictions in the future.
He doesn't just talk the talk; he combines specific cases and data to provide insightful analysis.
Du Jingxing nodded repeatedly as he listened, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and approval.
He could hardly believe that a boy who had just turned eighteen could have such profound insight and a sense of crisis!
This is not only genius, but also shows signs of becoming a national hero!
The so-called "pillars of the nation" are nothing more than this!
(Ye Fan's inner monologue: Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I have a built-in rebirth bug, so I know when the Americans will flip the table and act like thugs... This "foresight" is terrifying.)
......
The week-long grueling military training has finally come to an end.
On the last day, the intensity was pushed to the limit, as if to make up for the "mercy" of the previous days.
As the sun sank completely below the horizon and the final dismissal whistle sounded on the playground, almost all the students seemed to have their spines removed, dragging their leaden legs, swaying and forming a torrent of "zombies," numbly surging towards the cafeteria.
It was well past mealtime, and the hunger had long been overwhelmed by extreme fatigue, leaving only a feeling of emptiness and numbness.
The crowd moved silently and slowly, the air thick with the smell of sweat and a sense of exhaustion from surviving a disaster.
Amidst this horde of "zombies," the ancestral spirit bowed its head, its small figure appearing exceptionally frail.
Xian Zuling saw Ye Fan, along with a boxed lunch and soup he was carrying.
This time, she didn't hesitate or wait for Ye Fan to call her, as she usually did.
She paused for a few seconds, as if gathering some courage, then lowered her head and took the initiative to walk step by step toward Ye Fan.
As Ye Fan watched her approach, a subtle, satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
Hmm, not bad.
She's become well-behaved.
......
The week of military training passed quickly.
Everyone got a tan and lost weight.
However, there was one exception among the crowd—the ancestral spirits.
Her complexion remained an unhealthy sallow yellow, and her figure showed almost no change. Her slightly thin body and pale face were marks left by years of malnutrition, which could not be easily erased by a few days of nutritious boxed meals and stews.
Even with the daily support from Ye Fan, the intense exertion was barely enough to maintain her already frail constitution.
If she continued eating the way she did before offering sacrifices to the ancestral spirits, she wouldn't have been able to endure this period of military training at all; just like in her previous life, she collapsed on the ground the very next day...
Recalling Ye Fan's previous offer of "help," Xian Zuling still harbored a lingering doubt.
Several days have passed, but what exactly does he mean by "busy"?
She mustered up the courage to ask several times, and always received a quick answer.
This waiting was intertwined with physical exhaustion.
And this week of suffering and hardship came to an end in the blink of an eye.
A thought-provoking change quietly occurred: those students who had gritted their teeth and cursed their instructors' ancestors countless times under the scorching sun found themselves feeling a deep sense of reluctance as the review ceremony drew to a close, looking at the dark, serious yet gradually softening faces on the stage.
As the final formation marched past the reviewing stand in perfect unison, their resounding slogans echoed across the parade ground, marking the successful conclusion of military training, the first lesson of university life.
My university life has officially begun.
That noon, Ye Fan and several roommates went to the cafeteria for lunch.
Li Yifeng was exceptionally excited today, waving his hand and saying, "Old Ye! It's my treat today! Lots of crayfish! To celebrate my official entry into the stock market!"
After several days of preparation, Li Yifeng transferred the 20,000 yuan promised by Ye Fan and his own "savings" of 10,000 yuan, totaling 30,000 yuan, into his newly opened stock account.
This morning, as soon as the market opened, he cautiously bought his first stock, officially embarking on his dream journey to become the "Little Buffett of Nanjing University".
"Alright, Lao Li, that's a good deal!" Ye Fan replied with a smile, deftly peeling the bright red, spicy crayfish on the plate. "Then I wish you great success in your first attempt, may you ride the waves in the stock market, and soon be crowned the 'Little Buffett of Nanjing University'!"
"Haha!" Li Yifeng exclaimed with great enthusiasm.
Second floor of the cafeteria.
Ye Fan was enjoying his crayfish...
Ye Fan swallowed the shrimp meat and called out to the food counter, "Auntie, could I have another order of crayfish, garlic flavor, please?"