With Jiang Xiaolang's current abilities, he can definitely become a professor at one of the world's top universities, the kind who can lead graduate students on projects!

Such a height is something that Dicang and the others cannot reach no matter what.

Jiang Ying felt very distressed: "I would rather he be mediocre!"

After all, a person's potential is limited. Jiang Xiaolang overexploited his potential prematurely, which is not necessarily a good thing!

Jiang Xiaolang ignored their comments and concentrated on asking the questions.

At this moment, he is a veritable old professor!

After he finished writing the question, he handed it to Jiang Ying and said, "Please send it to Sister Ying. It has your name on it, so don't send it wrong!"

Jiang Ying smiled and said: "I can still do this little thing! You should hurry up and take a rest!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and left the office.

This office also has a suite with a bed for resting.

Jiang Xiaolang walked into the suite, leaving only Sizhu outside to guard Jiang Xiaolang. The rest followed Jiang Xiaolang's instructions.

Jiang Xiaolang did not sleep, but sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

He was indeed very tired, but he kept thinking about Xu Qiaoqiao's words, he was not her type!

Ha, is that little fool so crazy now? Doesn’t he even look down on him?

There was an indescribable itch in his heart. He really wanted to see her, and even more wanted to hug her!

He had hugged her countless times when he was a child, but when he hugged her again that night, the feeling was completely different!

He never felt nervous when facing anything, but that day his heart beat as fast as a drum and he couldn't control it.

The corners of Jiang Xiaolang's lips couldn't help but curve.

He adjusted his sitting posture, performed a hand gesture, slowly closed his eyes, let his consciousness spread out, and sensed Xu Qiaoqiao's breath.

Xu Qiaoqiao is in the studio at the moment.

The studio was very quiet, with several female classmates painting quietly, while An Xiaonan sat aside and played with her mobile phone.

Xu Qiaoqiao is painting a Chinese style animation character painting.

She painted very seriously and used her brush skillfully, but when she stopped to admire her painting, she suddenly discovered that the character was Jiang Xiaolang's beauty in his prime! He was looking at her with a half-smile!

"Oh, my God!"

Xu Qiaoqiao immediately blushed and quickly pulled the drawing paper off the drawing board.

An Xiaonan heard the movement and looked over: "What's wrong?"

Xu Qiaoqiao hurriedly folded the drawing paper and stuffed it into her backpack, "It's okay, it's okay, I drew it wrong!"

An Xiaonan looked at her suspiciously: "The drawing is wrong, why are you blushing?"

"I'm blushing, it's because the studio is too hot!"

"Ha, the air conditioner is turned on at 16 degrees. I feel cold, but you are still hot? To be honest, do you have a guilty conscience? What indescribable content did you draw?"

An Xiaonan said that he was going to grab the drawing paper. Xu Qiaoqiao quickly held the bag in his arms: "Don't make trouble and play your game!"

As Xu Qiaoqiao was talking, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her somewhere.

Her heart tightened, her face darkened, and she looked around.

Except for An Xiaonan, the other students were drawing and not looking at her.

She looked out the window suspiciously.

The studio is on the eighth floor, so there's no way anyone could be leaning over the wall to peek at her!

"What are you looking around for?" An Xiaonan asked.

"I feel like someone is spying on me, which makes me feel very nervous."

An Xiaonan also looked around: "Peeping? Impossible? There is nothing abnormal. How do you know someone is peeping on you?"

Xu Qiaoqiao said: "You don't understand!"

Because of her practice of Momen's mental method, her perception ability is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Seeing that Xu Qiaoqiao noticed it, Jiang Xiaolang quickly regained consciousness and couldn't help but laugh softly.


Chapter completed!