Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Zhou Yuwen first went to the administration building to report back from leave.

His visit to You Changjin's office caused quite a stir. Given You Changjin's position, he definitely didn't have a private office. Generally, seven or eight teachers shared one office. Since Zhou Yuwen specialized in landscape architecture, the office was filled with various drawing tools and students' submitted assignments. In short, it was quite messy, and there were also three or four students standing inside.

When Zhou Yuwen entered the office, a female student who had come to see a teacher noticed him. Her gaze clearly recognized Zhou Yuwen and kept staring at him.

You Changjin was over there, yawning and slacking off, apparently having had another bad night's sleep.

Zhou Yuwen approached and said, "Teacher, reporting back from leave."

You Changjin reacted with surprise when he saw Zhou Yuwen, "You're back from Hucheng!?"

His shout made the other teachers suddenly take notice of Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen was speechless, thinking to himself that you're a teacher, after all, you should act a bit more mature.

But there was nothing he could do; that was just his personality.

Several teachers looked up at Zhou Yuwen. Even a thirty-something female university teacher came over with a teacup in her high heels to take a closer look at Zhou Yuwen.

Some female university teachers were quite attractive, but more often they were plain, wearing glasses, with permed hair, possessing a bit of an academic air, and somewhat slender.

This type of female teacher tended to think of themselves as literature-loving young intellectuals and naturally had a soft spot for intellectuals.

Someone like Zhou Yuwen, who was good-looking and had achieved financial independence by writing novels, naturally attracted these female teachers.

Frankly, it wasn't rare for some female teachers in the university to use their positions to date the younger male students.

Especially those women who wore glasses and looked very pretentious, like they were unapproachable...

Sometimes, these women were more provocative than anyone else...

You Changjin was very pleased to see Zhou Yuwen doing so well, as any teacher would hope their students succeed. Among all the students You Changjin had taught, Zhou Yuwen's achievements, even just up to now, were likely among the rarest.

So, You Changjin started to act, wiping his glasses while nostalgically saying, "Xiao Zhou, I'm so relieved to see you've achieved so much."

Zhou Yuwen chuckled and replied, "A couple of days ago I saw Chang Hao posted a form in the group, I was in Hucheng at the time and didn't get around to filling it."

"Oh, that one, don't worry about it. I filled it in for you," You Changjin said with a smile.

Actually, Zhou Yuwen didn't have any other business in the office; he just needed to inform You Changjin that he was back from leave and then he could leave.

However, You Changjin had something else he wanted to talk to Zhou Yuwen about.

About Jiang Xinyi...

But strangely, the female teacher from the next class...

Somehow ended up on their side, pretending to check out the student assignments placed on her desk.

What's there to look at, really?

"Teacher Yuan, do you need something?" You Changjin finally couldn't hold back and asked.

"Oh, nothing." Teacher Yuan pushed up her glasses, then took the initiative to speak to Zhou Yuwen, "So you're the student who writes novels and earns over a million a month, right?"

Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, turning to You Changjin, he said, "Am I that famous now?"

You Changjin laughed as well, "You wouldn't know, our office has been buzzing about you these past few days, praising my good fortune to have taught such a student like you."

As Teacher Mo initiated, the other few teachers in the office who had been paying attention to Zhou Yuwen also chimed in, with a baby-faced female teacher commenting, "Is it really you? Hey, do you earn a million in one month, or is it every month?"

"What genre do you write?"

"What's the name, so I can look it up?"

All five teachers in the office were now talking to Zhou Yuwen.

The first to speak, Teacher Yuan, pushed up her glasses; she was that very pretentious type among the teachers, actually quite decent looking, wearing a blouse paired with a below-the-knee pencil skirt. Her question was more thoughtful than the other teachers' questions, "Your million, is it before or after taxes?"

Zhou Yuwen replied, "It's before taxes. After taxes, it probably isn't a million."

The other teachers asked questions one by one, and the three or four female students initially there to consult with a teacher were now completely ignored.

They looked at Zhou Yuwen with a hint of envy.

After all, which student doesn't want to get their teachers' attention.

Zhou Yuwen, however, acted very nonchalantly, patiently answering each teacher's questions.

Teacher Yuan looked at Zhou Yuwen with a look of admiration and mentioned that she also quite enjoyed writing.

"Let's add each other on WeChat. I'll send you my writings, and you can take a look for me."

Zhou Yuwen was taken aback, saying, "Uh, actually, my level is just so-so. Web literature is different from traditional literature. Teacher, your writing skills are definitely better than mine."

Teacher Yuan chuckled, her gaze making Zhou Yuwen quite perplexed, as she noted, "You must have something special to be so popular online."

"I quite like literature too. Let's add each other on WeChat, we can exchange ideas sometimes."

Zhou Yuwen felt a bit awkward; meanwhile, the other teachers were like spectators at a play, exchanging meaningful glances and silently laughing on the side.