"That's good to know, butcher!"
Tan Heqian was outrightly scorned, seeing He Zhilan fix attention on the professor who just walked in, he also lost the heart to continue the chat.
The professor who taught English was a woman, He Zhilan had heard, the professor had lived abroad in her early years, and only later moved back to China to teach at Capital University. The professor's English had a distinct British accent, her speech, neither rushed nor slow, was very pleasant to listen to.
He Zhilan took notes very swiftly. Her study method was established from a young age, her mind was nimble, she was able to take notes quickly while silently mimicking the professor's accent, treating it as a kind of oral practice.
He Zhilan and Tan Heqian had dinner together at the first dining hall. After the meal, when Tan Heqian heard He Zhilan was going to the library, he sprinted away rapidly.
