Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 773 Sister Nian, have you heard of it in Beijing?
Master Cheng twitched when he heard her say the name of the blind elder, and looked at Qiao Nian, he had nothing to say.

Nie Mi.

The leading music master in China can be said to be the No.1 of domestic music, the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, highly respected in the domestic music industry, and also has an extraordinary status in the international arena.

Nie Mi is indeed a teacher of Tsinghua University, but only a nominal honorary professor.

Unlike Mr. Huang in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Nie Mi has not taught at Tsinghua University for a day since he became an honorary professor at Tsinghua University!

This time I went back to Tsinghua University... It was clearly for Qiao Nian, a student!
The teacher of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine she majored in was the famous Huang Lao, and the teacher of the music major she minored in was Nie Mi...Master Cheng now finally understood why Qiao Nian stayed at Tsinghua University to study, and he repeatedly rejected him, telling him that he was so tired. Not in time.

As for the students brought by these two teachers out of the mountains, there is really no way to skip class and find time to come to him.

But the more this is the case, the more Master Cheng feels like he wants to compete with others. After all, he has to compare his domestic status, and his achievements in his own field are not bad.

"Your freshman and sophomore year must be busy, but from the second half of your sophomore year onwards, your courses will be reduced. Then you can come to my place for a while. Bioengineering is no worse than traditional Chinese medicine and music. If you learn it, you will find it Reactors are more fun than making music."

"Hmm." Qiao Nian remembered the ammunition reactor he made that day, and looked at his expression of "we are also interesting", and did not refuse completely, but did not give an accurate answer: "Can we see it later?"

"Okay. Of course." Master Cheng had already talked to her about this matter, but this time, he only mentioned it again because Qiao Nian was leaving, not to mention that he couldn't find a chance to talk about it.

After Qiao Nian chatted with him a few more words, Master Cheng hurried back to the laboratory to stare at the project he was working on.

Qiao Nian didn't delay, took her own things, lowered her head to play with her mobile phone, and walked out of the nine laboratories in a leisurely manner.

It took almost two hours for her to give Master Cheng acupuncture until Master Cheng woke up.

It is estimated that Ye Wangchuan's side has also dealt with it.

Qiao Nian looked at the message on the phone, Gu San and Luo Qing didn't tell her the final result of Zhou Wei's treatment.

She didn't particularly care about how the Ninth Institute dealt with Zhou Wei's implanting a Trojan horse in the USB flash drive, so she didn't send a message to inquire about it.

It just so happened that No. [-] Middle School might be over. She replied to Shen Qingqing's message before, and when she turned on her phone, she saw that Shen Qingqing had sent her a lot of messages.

Qiao Nian turned over one by one.

The girl talked to her about the situation in the class during this time, for example, everyone's grades in the monthly exam have improved this time, and the average class score has increased by 20 points. Shen Hui was very happy, and invited them to dinner...

Another example is that Chen Yuan has improved the most this time. His monthly model test score has changed from around 620 to 680, which is a full improvement of 60 points from a month ago. Everyone is asking him whether he will study in Tsinghua University or Nantah University in the future.

In addition, Shen Qingqing chatted miscellaneously about some gossip in the school, what about the college entrance examination approaching, some other schools came to the No. [-] middle school to poach students, and several top students in class B were poached away.

Then there are girls who love to chat about celebrity gossip.

[Sister Nian, have you heard of it in Beijing...]
What did you hear?
As soon as she read half of the news, the bridge of her nose hit a hard chest. Qiao Nian was not on guard for a moment, staggered and almost tripped.

A strong arm just wrapped around her waist, pulling her back, and the familiar cold scent of a man lingered.

The smell makes people feel restless.

(End of this chapter)