Ding Junhui's gaze fell on Yuan Ye's slightly pale face, and his heart couldn't help but ache. However, he didn't have much time to investigate what this feeling was. Instead, he looked at Nangong Heng, "Yuan Ye, aren't you going to introduce him?"
Yuan Ye's thoughts were pulled back by Ding Junhui's words. She hurriedly opened her mouth and said, "Nangong, this is my teacher. I'm studying his graduate student. This is my childhood neighbor, Nangong Heng."
Ding Junhui was very satisfied with this way of introduction.
When he introduced him, he deliberately called him Nan Gong, but when he spoke to him, he spoke directly.
This feeling was like calling an outsider by his name and calling him his own person. All he needed was a sigh or a look.
"Hello."Ding Junhui raised his hand.
Nangong Heng raised his hand and held Ding Junhui's hand. "Are all the professors in the country so young now?"
