After Li Haoyang, Chen Xiongjian called Luo Ye into his office the very next day.
For every student in the class, Chen Xiongjian planned to spend the final month or so of this semester giving each of them some advice.
After all, this was the first group of students he had ever led. Naturally, he hoped that everyone would have smooth futures and fulfilling lives.
During this time, he would talk to every student and see whether he could help them.
There were not many unusual people in the class, but Luo Ye was one of them.
To be honest, Chen Xiongjian had no idea what advice he could give Luo Ye.
In his eyes, Luo Ye had always been someone successful at a young age. He had accomplished much despite his age, yet he was not arrogant or complacent.
...Maybe it was because his Cousin was too dazzling, so Luo Ye felt that his own achievements were not enough to be proud of.
After thinking it over and over, Chen Xiongjian looked at Luo Ye and was just about to say something when the other party spoke first. "Brother Chen, did you have something you wanted to ask me about too?"
Luo Ye had thought Chen Xiongjian was like the people from the Computer Science Office, troubled by some romantic problems.
But Luo Ye truly felt that he did not understand anything. He was merely an author who wrote romance stories, not some all-knowing encyclopedia of love.
If he had not written romance stories, then he would only have been someone who had experienced an ordinary relationship. What qualifications did he have to advise others?
"Uh, no. I mean, I hope you can reach even greater heights in your own field in the future."
"Huh? Oh, thank you, Brother