"Let's leave it there for now. I have class."
"Mm-hmm. I really wish I could see you sooner."
After hanging up her call with Lin Lin, Su Han quickened her pace toward a teaching building.
The moment she pushed open the door, her beauty drew quite a few people's attention. But she merely lowered her head slightly, quietly walked toward the back of the third row, and chose an inconspicuous corner to sit in.
Soon, a potbellied old man about 1.7 meters tall ambled in. He was already bald, with only a few strands of hair still clinging to his head. A faint smile seemed hidden within his placid expression, making him look rather kindly.
"Let's skip roll call," the old man said slowly. "It doesn't do much good anyway. Let's get straight to class. Look over the section we covered last time. I'll start lecturing in a bit."
Pulling out the stool beneath the lectern, Du Jiancai slowly sat down, then took a very unusual pair of small-framed glasses from the pocket of his cloth jacket and put them on.
He casually skimmed the textbook before closing it out of boredom. As a renowned professor in the Department of History and Archaeology, he already knew all this material by heart.
The textbook contained only theoretical knowledge. Archaeology still depended on individual ability.
Utterly bored, he cast a few glances around the classroom.
About seventy to eighty percent of the seats were occupied; some students had still skipped class. The back was packed, while the first few rows were completely empty.
Some were touching up their makeup, some were looking at their phones, and some had arrived with panda eyes and immediately gone to sleep. They had clearly stayed up late last night.
Before long, however, a girl in the