Qing University’s response was brief, but it carried a lot of emotions.
The words “all the teachers and students are deeply regretful” revealed their unwillingness.
[ Mmmmm, this Weibo editor of Qing University is a fan of Xia Wanyuan, right? The entire school’s teachers and students are deeply regretful. Who gave him the face to represent all the teachers and students of Qing University? ]
Most of the comments on Qing University’s Weibo were questioned by this sentence.
What they did not expect was that the teachers and students of the Qing University would stand up and say that they were deeply regretful.
Clicking on this topic, Weibo was filled with people from Qing University showing off their student ID to speak up for Xia Wanyuan.
“I’m XX from the Physics Department. Professor Xia’s literature evaluation class is my favorite class. I’m an engineering student. Because of Professor Xia’s explanation, I felt the unique beauty of our Chinese culture. Professor Xia stepped down and I’m deeply regretful.”
“I’m XX from the Chinese department. I really like Professor Xia’s classes. Professor Xia’s classes are both interesting and knowledgeable. I can even see Professor Xia casually draw a priceless painting on the blackboard. I’m deeply regretful that Professor Xia resigned.”
“I’m XX from the Chemistry Department…”
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Not only did a large number of Qing University students appear on Weibo, but the teachers, academicians, school leaders, and academic leaders that Xia Wanyuan usually worked with also stood up to express their approval of Xia Wanyuan’s work ability.
Especially the teachers of the literature and art departments. Xia Wanyuan was knowledgeable and efficient in the past, greatly reducing the pressure on the department.
Furthermore, in order to let Xia Wanyuan get along better with her colleagues in school, Jun Shiling would send gifts to the teachers in Xia Wanyuan’s name every few days. The gifts were simply smashing into their hearts.
Who would not like such a colleague?
[Oh my god, this is the first time I’ve seen so many big shots move out at the same time. The big shots that I usually only see in textbooks actually appeared alive today.]
[This topic is filled with students from Qing University!!! Sisters!!! Hurry up and choose a husband!!! These are all potential stocks! Young talents! Hurry up and snatch them!]
[Your building is crooked… So many people have stood up to support Xia Wanyuan… Xia Wanyuan’s popularity is really good.]
With so many teachers and students speaking up for Xia Wanyuan, the netizens’ initial doubts began to waver. Soon, a long Weibo post with “a cup of milk tea and pearls” attracted everyone’s attention.
A cup of milk tea and pearls: “My results are bad and I can’t go to Qing University. I came to this topic mainly to say a few words on behalf of my mother.”
My mother was a youth who came to the countryside in the last century and had always stayed in the countryside to raise us. When we grew up, my mother was a cleaner at Qing University. She happened to hear Professor Xia’s class and felt that it was especially good.
After so many years, my mother could barely write a few words with a pen. However, she said that Professor Xia’s class had returned her to her days of studying.
When my mother had nothing to do, she would go outside the classroom to listen to classes. After Professor Xia saw it, she would chat with my mother in the garden after class and explain things that she did not understand.
Now, my mother has started to reread the three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty. Sometimes, even I feel inferior to her insights.
I had never listened to Professor Xia’s class, but I thought that if it could awaken the literary dream of a rural old lady and make an old lady in her fifties understand her class.
This was enough to show how good Professor Xia’s lecture was.
Not only can she make a group of high-quality people think that she taught well, but she can also make old people understand. Such a teacher has to step down. What kind of teacher does the education system want?”
This small article was quickly reposted by a large number of netizens.
The media, reporters, and university teachers took out a large amount of data and set up various laws and regulations. They said all sorts of dignified words, but in the end, they could not resist people’s true feelings.
Even though everyone understood that the Qing University had already removed Xia Wanyuan from office and there was no possibility of a comeback, they had to protest in their own way to express their support for Xia Wanyuan.
It was already late at night, but the debate about abilities and rules on the Internet continued. In the manor, the excited Xiao Bao finally entered a sweet dream in Xia Wanyuan’s arms.
Xiao Bao’s eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes were like two small fans. It was unknown what he was dreaming of, but he pouted slightly and puffed up his already chubby face.
The more Xia Wanyuan looked at him, the more adorable she felt. She could not help but kiss Xiao Bao on the cheek.
As if sensing Xia Wanyuan’s approach, Xiao Bao did not forget to flatter her in his sleep. “Mommy, you’re the most beautiful.” As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Bao fell silent again.
After a while, Xiao Bao fell into a deep sleep. Xia Wanyuan stuffed his little hand under the blanket and got out of bed.
Jun Shiling, who had been sitting on the sofa and reading, sensed Xia Wanyuan’s movements, but he did not get up. Instead, he continued reading, but the page did not change for a long time.
Xia Wanyuan walked over and grabbed Jun Shiling’s wrist, pulling him up.
Xia Wanyuan carefully closed the master bedroom door and looked up. “CEO Jun, hug me.”
Jun Shiling looked at her steadily, then suddenly picked Xia Wanyuan up and strode to the guest room furthest from the master bedroom, kicking the door open.
The moment he entered, Xia Wanyuan suddenly laughed in his arms.
“What are you laughing at?” Jun Shiling placed her on the bed.
“Laughing at us for being sneaky.” Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling with stars in her eyes.
“Whose fault is this?” Jun Shiling pinched Xia Wanyuan’s cheek.
“It’s your fault.” Xia Wanyuan reached out and tugged at Jun Shiling’s sleeping robe. “It’s all your fault.”
Jun Shiling smiled and slowly bent down. “Do you know how many times you’ve flirted with me in the past few days?”
“I don’t know.” Xia Wanyuan blinked, looking like she knew but did not admit it.
“It’s nothing.” Jun Shiling smiled. “You’ll know in a while.”
The night was getting darker, and spring was coming.
There was no need for class the next day. Xia Wanyuan slept until noon before waking up. It was snowing heavily outside the window, and the house was as warm as spring, with a hint of cold plum fragrance.
In the white porcelain bottle by the bed, a few red plums were proudly praising.
“How many times have you teased me?” It was rare for Jun Shiling not to wake up early today. He lay with Xia Wanyuan until noon. Sensing that Xia Wanyuan had woken up, he hugged her tighter.
“Bastard, you asked for it twice more.”
Jun Shiling smiled. “Looks like you still remember. You didn’t tell me no matter how I asked last night.”
Xia Wanyuan turned over and snuggled into Jun Shiling’s arms, hugging his waist. “There are no classes today, and I don’t want to work. I want to sleep for a while more.”
“Okay.”
Reality was not what she had expected. Xia Wanyuan had just closed her eyes when her phone rang.
