Are you questioning my intelligence?

A few seconds later, Jiang Yixue's figure appeared at the office doorway.

The air froze for a fraction of a second, and then a chorus of gasps erupted.

"Professor Jiang?!"

"Oh my god, it's actually Professor Jiang who is going to be our guiding instructor?"

"I've heard of Professor Jiang's reputation for a long time, but I never expected her to be even more breathtaking in person."

"......"

The freshmen of Wang Can's cohort might not yet be fully familiar with the legendary figures on campus.

However, the seniors present had long since heard glowing praises of Shenhai University's youngest associate professor.

Compared to the academic achievements she had attained at such a young age, even more widely discussed was her unforgettable beauty.

Seeing her with their own eyes now, many secretly sighed that those campus legends were actually too conservative.

The intellectual charm radiating from Professor Jiang with every gesture was completely on par with those popular celebrities chased by flashbulbs.

The young men in the office instantly perked up, with someone even declaring their intention to apply to sleep on a makeshift bed right there in the office.

After all, having a goddess-level advisor meant that every day at work would have a completely different mood.

When the chatter gradually subsided, Jiang Yixue smiled slightly, her voice as clear and gentle as a spring stream: "Hello everyone, I am Jiang Yixue from the School of Applied Mathematics. Starting today, I will serve as the guiding instructor for Sprout Technology. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me anytime via QQ."

As she spoke, her warm gaze swept over everyone present.

The moment her voice fell, enthusiastic applause and cheers instantly rang out in the office.

After Wang Can instructed Zhang Yunfeng to set up the QQ group, he led Jiang Yixue into the partitioned inner room.

Though not large, the office was furnished in a cozy and elegant manner.

Two sets of desks faced each other, adorned in the middle with a few pots of green radishes and fresh flower bouquets.

One desk held Wang Can's nameplate, while the other belonged to Jiang Yixue.

"The environment is really nice, even better than my associate professor's office."

Jiang Yixue looked around, a smile lingering at the corners of her lips. "What, were you afraid I wouldn't come?"

"How can you say that?"

Wang Can smiled as he handed over the contract drafted by Xia Kewei. "I just wanted to create the best working environment for you, didn't I?"

Jiang Yixue carefully reviewed the contract and, confirming there were no errors, signed her name.

"So, should I change how I address you and start calling you boss from now on?"

"Don't, I will always be your student." Wang Can put away the document, his tone sincere.

"Such a sweet tongue, I bet you've tricked quite a few young girls, haven't you?"

Jiang Yixue leaned lazily against the back of her chair, inadvertently revealing her proud and graceful curves.

"I've been wronged here, I haven't even been in a relationship."

Without changing his expression, Wang Can immediately turned the tables and asked, "On the contrary, with someone as exceptional as Professor Jiang, you must have countless suitors. Are you still single?"

As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

"You've got quite some nerve, daring to pry into your teacher's private life?"

Jiang Yixue raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly. "It seems you don't really look at me as your teacher after all."

"No way, it's completely normal for me to care about my teacher, right?"

Wang Can said this outwardly, but inwardly he thought: of course I won't treat you as a teacher before winning you over, and after winning you over... well, *sensei*.

"I'm single." Jiang Yixue shrugged and answered very concisely.

There was nothing to hide about this; most of the teachers at the university knew.

Wang Can feigned surprise and said, "That shouldn't be. With qualifications like yours, your suitors must definitely include plenty of young talents with exceptional backgrounds!"

A woman like Jiang Yixue, blessed with both striking appearance and temperament, coupled with a high social standing, was the ideal girlfriend in the eyes of many wealthy heirs.

Given such circumstances and yet remaining single, it meant this woman couldn't simply be won over with money.

Jiang Yixue said half-jokingly, "Indeed there are. But if I fancy their good background, and they fancy me for being a great beauty—well, a few years from now, I'll still be a great beauty, but will their backgrounds still be considered good?"

Wang Can was momentarily at a loss for words, only managing to squeeze out after a long pause: "That makes a lot of sense."

"Alright, enough of this."

Jiang Yixue suddenly turned serious. "Did you finish the assignment I left you? We have class this afternoon, you know."

"Huh?"

It was only then that Wang Can remembered the homework he had cast to the winds.

"Of course I did."

Jiang Yixue looked at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "Good. This afternoon I'll have the class representative come up to the podium to explain it, so don't you dare make me lose face."

Wang Can hurriedly changed the subject and discussed Sprout Live's recent planning with Jiang Yixue for a while.

Upon parting, he took a stack of cards from the drawer and handed them over.

"'Hao Dada Fried Chicken' VIP Guest Experience Card?"

Jiang Yixue read the text on the card and couldn't help laughing. "Don't tell me this is your business too?"

No wonder his WeChat nickname was AAA Catering Boss Wang.

"I opened it."

Wang Can nodded. "Professor Jiang can go taste it when you have time."

This exquisite card was hastily produced by Wang Can, who had specially prepared a few for campus influencers like Jiang Yixue.

When these influential figures among students went to buy fried chicken holding these cards, it would implicitly serve as a promotional campaign for Hao Dada Fried Chicken.

"What a name..."

Jiang Yixue smiled and tucked the card into her bag. "Alright, I'll have a chance to try it."

After she left, Wang Can anxiously messaged Yang Shuang to borrow the homework.

However, when he opened the photos sent by the other party, he discovered a problem.

Jiang Yixue had left him two assignments, one of which was impossible to copy.

In his panic, Wang Can rushed out of the partition and went straight to Hao Xuan, who was buried in typing on her keyboard.

"Xuan, how is your advanced mathematics?"

"Huh?"

Hao Xuan raised her head in a daze and pushed her glasses up. "Boss, why are you suddenly asking me this?"

"Because you look like you're very good at your studies, so please help me do my advanced mathematics homework."

"Pfft—" Lin Xinyue at the next desk couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"......" Hao Xuan was utterly speechless.

That phrase "you look like you're very good at your studies" somehow didn't sound like a compliment no matter how she heard it.

The afternoon advanced mathematics class arrived on schedule. Just as Wang Can walked into the corridor outside the classroom, he was stunned by the sight before him.

A dense crowd of people packed the corridor to the brim, presenting a scene reminiscent of a thousand troops rushing forward at the sound of a single arrow.

The entire amphitheater classroom was packed to capacity, with people even standing in the aisles. This turnout was even more exaggerated than Monday's class.

If Yang Shuang and the others hadn't saved him a seat in advance, he probably wouldn't even have found a place to stand.

"What's going on? Did the economics department expand enrollment?"

Wang Can squeezed his way to his seat with difficulty, smoothing out the wrinkles on his collar as he asked.

Yang Shuang spoke with a mix of helplessness and quiet pride: "They're all students from other departments. Hearing that our advanced mathematics teacher is a gorgeous professor, they all rushed over to audit the class."

Throughout the week, other teachers were still worrying about attendance rates and had to rely on roll calls to maintain appearances.

Yet, Professor Jiang's class was the exact opposite.

Yang Shuang couldn't help marveling inwardly that the pulling power of a beautiful professor was indeed extraordinary.

"A bunch of perverts." Chen Xiaobei, feeling quite stuffy, rolled his eyes.

"Talk as if you aren't one yourself." Wang Can chuckled and exposed him. "I heard you and Bailian stayed in the dance club until dinner time yesterday?"

Qi Xia had even complained to him last night, saying that Chen Xiaobei and Zhang Bailian kept staring from outside, causing several club members to feel unnatural in their dance movements.

Hearing this, Chen Xiaobei suddenly put on a fawning expression, leaned over, and draped his arm around Wang Can's shoulder: "Can, do me a favor. Talk to those twin sisters and let me join the dance club too. I super love dancing."

"Can, count me in!" Zhang Bailian quickly chimed in.

"Get lost! Look at you two with those uncoordinated limbs."

Wang Can waved his hand in disgust, then suddenly remembered something. "However, in a couple of days, you'll be able to watch them practice dancing right in our dorm room."

"What? You're bringing them to our dorm?"

Chen Xiaobei widened his eyes in an exaggerated fashion. "Old Wang, you're something else. I never expected you to have this kind of pull."

"...... Gou Bei, did you really get into Shenhai University on your own merit?" Wang Can looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you questioning my IQ?"

"No, I'm mocking your face."

With that, Wang Can casually slapped his textbook onto Chen Xiaobei's face, which was full of question marks.