The next day, the weather was clear.
Lin Fan drove the Mercedes-Benz, facing the cool morning breeze as he continued forward.
Soon, he arrived at Jiangbei University.
It was the old professor's class in the morning.
Even though Lin Fan had rested well yesterday, listening to the old professor's slow, lullaby-like lecture, he quickly fell asleep on the table.
Regarding this…
Not only was the old professor not angry, but he even nodded at Lin Fan.
That look seemed to be saying, 'He's the model of a good student!'
After the bell rang, the morning class ended.
Lin Fan, Song Yi, Ma Zhong, and Zheng Jinbao walked out together.
When the four of them walked to a corner up ahead, they accidentally bumped into a middle-aged professor with slightly white hair.
Suddenly, the stack of documents in the middle-aged professor's hands fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, Professor…" Ma Zhong hurriedly said.