The Answer

Jing Yan hid in the toilet and refused to come out. He only relaxed his stiff body when He Miao came to him after changing her clothes, but he still refused to let her hold him.

Lying back in his newly-bought nest, Jing Yan heaved a sigh of relief and closed his eyes. No matter how she tried to tempt him with delicious food, he refused to open his eyes.

The next day, Jing Yan woke up in bed before the sky had completely turned dark.

Jing Yan's heart was beating as fast as last night when his guess was confirmed.

He had finally found a way to get rid of this woman faster. If he stayed by her side for one more day, he was afraid that he would get a heart attack from her.

Jing Yan firmly believed that his reaction last night when he saw her naked body was because he was frightened by her sudden move.

After some verification, Jing Yan discovered that as long as he did something beneficial to He Miao during the day, he would wake up earlier.

In that case, as long as he did something good for her every day, he might be able to slowly get rid of this strange thing in the long run.

Jing Yan's confidence lasted until the moment he entered the class. When he saw that He Miao's usual seat was empty, he became anxious.

It suddenly started to rain outside, and the bell for class soon rang. The woman did not enter the classroom.

Only then did Jing Yan remember that she had already chosen to change her major. She did not come today, so she must have passed the major-changing exam.

Jing Yan gritted his teeth in hatred. That d*mned woman always caused him trouble!

Early this morning, He Miao received a call from her supervisor, asking her to go to the Fragrance Department on time for an interview.

He Miao was overjoyed. She hugged Onion and kissed it a few times. The little guy wagged its tail excitedly and licked her hand with its little tongue.

He Miao scratched its chin. "Onion is still the cutest during the day."

For some reason, she felt that Onion at night seemed to have a different soul.

He Miao rushed out of the door excitedly. Just as she stepped into the teaching building, the heavy rain suddenly poured down, drenching her heart.

However, she could not care too much about it. She quickly found the classroom number given by the tutor.

There were only two students in the classroom. They stood by the podium without a word, waiting for the interview to begin.

As soon as He Miao entered, the teacher had her stand at the back of the class. She then began to state the test. "There's a bottle of perfume on the podium in front of you. You can take a piece of paper and spray it and sniff it. Identify the smell. The more you find out, the higher the score."

The teacher pointed in the direction of the perfume. "Let's start."

He Miao waited for the other two to finish before she picked up the perfume and gently sprayed it on the strip of paper.

The front tone was warm and gentle, making people feel that the fragrance was pleasant.

The boy who went first quickly said, "Darjeeling tea."

The teachers below the stage nodded in relief and then looked at the second student. The student seemed to be familiar with the perfume and smiled. "And water lilies."

The teachers were very satisfied with the answers given by the two of them. The teacher who had set the question looked at the two of them and said, "You can introduce yourselves."

The atmosphere in the classroom became lively, and the initial seriousness was gone. When the two finished their self-introductions and it was He Miao's turn, fifteen minutes had passed.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were on her. He Miao smiled faintly and brought the incense paper to her nose. She closed his eyes and inhaled it carefully. "The middle tone is... healer wood and black pepper."

"Oh? This student can actually smell the middle tone. "What's your name?" The teacher asked, pleasantly surprised.

"I'm He Miao."

The teacher glanced at the report card and found that this student had only scored 60 points in the written test, which was far less than the other two. He was slightly disappointed.

However, it did not matter. As long as she had the talent, he would definitely train her to be a qualified perfumer.

He looked at the other two students who were sniffing the incense paper and knew that they would not be able to answer the difficult questions. So, he prepared to end the interview. "Congratulations to the three of you for being accepted into our major. The three of you can study with me."

"Wait," He Miao looked at the teacher in confusion. "There's still some scents that hasn't been discussed. Why is it announced that it's over now?"

"You can smell the back tone?" A middle-aged male teacher who had been sitting silently at the side suddenly asked. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked the most serious and elegant among the teachers.