"Preferring to the blind man's eyes"

Text | Qiao Yao

Chapter 1

"Chu Zhaozhao, Teacher Mu asked you to go to the office to find him!"

In the noisy crowd in the Nan University Student Cafeteria, He rashly found Chu Zhaozhao and grabbed her sleeve, "Why did your phone shut down?"

"The phone bill has not been charged yet." Chu Zhaozhao had just called the food, put it aside, and asked, "What did Teacher Mu ask me to do?"

"I don't know, I'll ask you to go to his office to find him now." He Ruran said in a low voice with sympathy in his eyes, "Did you mess with Teacher Mu? His tone is not very good."

Haunted Teacher Mu?

Chu Zhaozhao didn't expect that he would mess with him. He never came late and left early in class. He always had the best homework in the class. He always ranked first in the exam. He was simply the treasure in the teacher's eyes.

But Chu Zhaozhao was very afraid of Teacher Mu. It was not that he was so fierce, but because Chu Zhaozhao was afraid of the teacher since she was a child. Seeing the teacher was like a mouse and seeing a cat. This may be due to an innate personality, and there are many people around her like her.

At the end of October, the cold air in the imperial capital came in a vast way. This plate of hot dishes would be cold if it didn't eat for a few minutes. Chu Zhaozhao was a little reluctant, "I'll go after dinner."

"It's up to you." He turned his head and walked away rashly. After a few steps, he turned around and saw Chu Zhaozhao really sitting down to eat. He was so angry that he smoked. He wanted to grab her ear and carry her to Teacher Mu's office. "Hey, you really sat down and ate! I told you that Teacher Mu's tone was not very good. If you ask him to wait, will it add fuel to the fire?"

The Nanda Canteen has subsidies, such as Chu Zhaozhao's vegetarian soup, which costs only three or four yuan, but she has calculated the money for each meal. If she wastes this meal, she has to eat a steamed bun.

As the class monitor, He Xuanran naturally understood the situation of his classmates. He couldn't bear to see Chu Zhaozhao's appearance, so he said: "There is a new hot pot outside the school. I heard it is delicious. I can't find anyone to accompany me. Why don't you go to find Teacher Mu first and accompany me to eat hot pot after that?"

After more than three years of classmate, Chu Zhaozhao knew that He wanted to invite her to dinner but did not want to hurt her self-esteem, but she did not dare to accept such alms. One is because she was afraid of owe favors, and the other is because she was afraid of becoming addicted.

Accepting alms is equivalent to getting something for nothing. In Chu Zhaozhao's current situation, it is undoubtedly as addictive as drugs.

"I've been getting angry recently and can't eat hot pot. I'll go with you next time if I have time." Chu Zhaozhao picked up the plate neatly, poured it into the leftover rice bucket, and wiped his hands, "Okay, I'll go find Teacher Mu, so you can go to have a meal too."

The cafeteria was a little far from Teacher Mu's office. Chu Zhaozhao almost ran over and sweated a little along the way. The soft hair between her forehead was pressed against her skin, and the tip of her nose was still sweating. Chu Zhaozhao wiped her sleeves over. The sweat was gone, and her hair became even more messy, and her thick black-framed glasses were also crooked.

But Chu Zhaozhao had no time to sort out her appearance at this moment because she saw a familiar person at the door of Mu Jiyun's office.

Zhu Ming in the class.

At this moment, Chu Zhaozhao knew why Teacher Mu asked her to come to the office, and at the same time, she also knew that she was finished.

As soon as the two of them met, Chu Zhaozhao said in a lip shape: "Has they been discovered?"

Zhu Ming nodded. Chu Zhaozhao wanted to ask something more, but was interrupted by a male voice.

"Come in."

Serious and cold, just like his usual class voice.

Chu Zhaozhao finally knew why He Xuanran was so anxious. Teacher Mu's tone was more than "bad", he was simply cold and as cold as ice.

Zhu Ming's face was already pale. He stood still and rubbed it for a few times, but he didn't dare to go in.

In the end, the girl Chu Zhaozhao went in first.

But when he arrived in front of Teacher Mu, all Chu Zhaozhao's aura collapsed and he wanted to shrink into his shell.

Mu Jiyun, the youngest associate professor at the School of Computer Science at Nanyang University, looks like the one that girls like now. The face of the hero of a love movie has long hair. She combed it meticulously every day, and even her glasses will never be crooked.

But his temperament was too solemn and he was even more serious when teaching, so Chu Zhaozhao was sure that those girls who came to listen had never heard what he was saying.

If it weren't for the sake of looking at this face, who would have no choice but to listen to him talking about non-human languages ​​such as hash function neural network algorithms?

Mu Jiyun's computer was turned on, and Chu Zhaozhao didn't know what he was looking at, so he just clicked the mouse from time to time.

Chu Zhaozhao wanted to know how angry he was now, so he stared at him.

I had never noticed it before, but today I discovered that he had a pair of peach blossom eyes. The slightly raised corners of his eyes, the restrained fan-shaped double eyelids, and brown eyes have always been the beauty that enjoys praise in oriental aesthetics.

But he had a straight nose again, and the corners of his mouth were always pursed, which weakened the softness of his eyebrows and eyes.

"Have you seen enough?"

Mu Jiyun suddenly looked up and said.

Chu Zhaozhao was startled and annoyed that he had actually observed his appearance at this time, and was simply seeking death.

"Mu, Teacher Mu, what are you asking me for?"

Mu Jiyun glanced at him and saw Chu Zhaozhao trying to take two steps back. Then, he flipped the computer and asked the screen to directly face Chu Zhaozhao.

On the screen is Zhu Ming’s program background code page.

Sure enough, he discovered it.

Chu Zhaozhao blushed, his heartbeat accelerated, and he didn't dare to look at Mu Jiyun's eyes.

She grew up in front of an excellent student and has always been an example in the eyes of students. The good kid in the eyes of teachers and the cheating and plagiarism have nothing to do with her.

But this time, she did help Zhu Ming do her homework.

And this homework is not an ordinary homework.

In the first semester of my senior year, Mu Jiyun's "Visual Programming" was the last professional course. Since many students have to go out to find jobs or prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination, this course has never set up final exams, but instead submitted an academic design as the final score in the midterm.

This academic design is a complete program that needs to be implemented, which usually consumes a lot of students' energy. For undergraduates of computer science, it is difficult to implement a program independently if they are not serious in their daily lives. Zhu Ming is just like this. It is impossible for him to write a few sentences of code to output some results, and it is impossible for him to implement the entire program.

So he found the class’s study committee member, Chu Zhaozhao, who was the first in professional performance.

Three thousand yuan, a procedure that is not difficult for Chu Zhaozhao, can be said to be a very generous price. Chu Zhaozhao needs this money, so she hesitated for a long time and started this business with Zhu Ming.

It seems that before she came, Zhu Ming had already told the matter of 3,000 yuan truthfully.

But there was no third person besides the two of them, and Zhu Ming could not tell anyone about this.

How did Mu Jiyun find out that she helped him do his homework?

Chu Zhaozhao glanced at Zhu Ming and found that he had no movement except for lowering his head and posing with a terrified face.

Mu Jiyun started taking professional courses in the Department of Computer Science in his freshman year. He said on the first day of class that his two high-voltage lines were "You can't skip classes for no reason and leave early, and you can't plagiarize and cheat."

At first glance, these two points are the most basic requirements for students by a teacher, but in an environment like college, it is actually very strict. But Mu Jiyun still strictly implements these two guidelines. Anyone who is in his hands does not even have the chance to take the make-up exam and will directly re-examine.

"Chu Zhaozhao, you have always been my favorite student."

Chu Zhaozhao was a little shocked, raised his eyes, met Mu Jiyun's gaze, and immediately lowered his head in shame.

Mu Jiyun never showed his preference for any student. Chu Zhaozhao always thought that he did not pay attention to undergraduates. Unexpectedly, today he learned that he was his "favorite student" and saw obvious disappointment in his eyes.

At this moment, Chu Zhaozhao would rather say that he had never paid attention to her.

"Zhu Ming." Mu Jiyun turned his head and looked at another perpetrator, "I have been studying computers for three years, but I can't even write such a thing?"

"I, I... teacher, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong." Zhu Ming put his hands behind his back, lowered his head, looking like a primary school student.

"I know if I'm wrong, it's over?" Mu Jiyun sneered and stopped talking.

"Teacher, I..."

Zhu Ming shut up halfway through his words. He knew that nothing is useful now. Fortunately, this is not a formal exam, at most it is delayed graduation and retaken this course. He should not write a note on his file.

Fortunately, he can accept this result.

But Chu Zhaozhao was in trouble.

Mu Jiyun glanced at the watch and said coldly: "You go and tell your teacher Zhang yourself."

This sentence was like a pair of sharp claws choking Chu Zhaozhao's throat.

It’s not that she is afraid of the counselor, but because she is now in the final evaluation period of the national scholarship. Although this evaluation does not refer to the results of this semester, if the counselor knows that she collects money to help her classmates in academic design, the scholarship will only be able to get water.

Without these eight thousand yuan, Chu Zhaozhao's life can be taken.

Huge fear surged into Chu Zhaozhao's heart like a wave. Her eyes immediately turned red, and even the voice of her speech began to tremble: "Teacher Mu, I was wrong... I was really wrong... I will never again. Please... Please don't tell Teacher Zhang... I, my scholarship qualification will be removed."

When Mu Jiyun heard this, his brows tightened, "Do you think you are still qualified to receive a scholarship now?"

Chu Zhaozhao even started to tremble, and tears couldn't help but burst out under the thick lenses.

"Teacher Mu, I was really wrong...please..."

"Tears are useless to me." Mu Jiyun was not moved by her pitiful appearance, and raised her jaw and said, "I will not interfere in your scholarship assessment, but I will tell your counselor truthfully whether you can still get a scholarship, according to the rules."

Chu Zhaozhao instantly felt like he was in an ice cellar, and the coolness hit the top of his head from the soles of his feet.

The competition for scholarships is so fierce every year, she has already received them once. If she takes them again this time, what will Teacher Zhang use to block the students' leisurely mouth?

Even if Teacher Zhang is for his own face, he will disqualify Chu Zhaozhao from his qualifications.

Mu Jiyun no longer gave her a chance to defend herself, closed the computer and prepared to leave.

At this point, Chu Zhaozhao was powerless to turn around and could only slowly walk out of Mu Jiyun's office.

Every step, your feet feel like they are filled with lead.

But what Chu Zhaozhao didn't know was that no one reported it.

Her first professional course, C language, was taught by Mu Jiyun. Over the past two years, Mu Jiyun has carefully corrected every homework and corrected countless bugs. Mu Jiyun is the most familiar with her code style.

Mu Jiyun only saw at a glance the code style of the students he handed over.
Chapter completed!