C2 Disheartened

Torough, winter.

As November approached, the winter of the city also arrived.

This city in the northwestern part of the country was gradually showing signs of loneliness.

However, this year, it was showing an extraordinary scene.

Especially the University of Haham, which was located in the southeast corner of the city. Looking at it from a distance, it was abnormally lively.

In the past two or three months, the most popular topic of discussion in the University of Haham was the sudden resignation of the Dean of the School of Management, Mr. Noah.

Who was Noah? This name was well-known in the field of engineering and management.

Just from his resume, he was already outstanding enough.

When he was enlarged to the entire campus, Noah was also very popular.

The University of Haham had always held public classes. Although it was called a class, it was actually a series of lectures.

It covered a wide range of topics, and one of them was management science, which was taught by the Dean of the School of Management.

Before Noah came to the school, this class had always been taught by the teachers of the School of Management.

After Noah came to the school, this class could be said to be his.

Other classes were all about learning more knowledge, but only management science was focused on Noah himself.

In the internal forum of the University of Haham, there was a special evaluation for the lecturer. After the end of every semester, there would be a review.

Under the public knowledge class, among the many lecturers, Noah was always at the top, and his position remained unmoved.

Although Noah's rich knowledge was one of the reasons, he was more impressed by his charisma.

In the University of Haham, there was a saying that Noah did not need to bring a pen and a notebook to his class.

It was not because he would give out a PowerPoint after the class, but it was because it was enough to just listen to his class, and he could not even focus on taking notes.

In the University of Haham, there were many excellent teachers with excellent eloquence and humor, but there were not many teachers who could use their handsome faces to explain things that were originally difficult to understand in the most simple and easy way.

This kind of person was the source of his charisma, and it was like a spring breeze that made you feel that you were not being crushed by intelligence and superiority at all.

For this kind of person, the only thing you could do was admire him, and you could only admire him.

He was like a towering mountain that could only be touched by the heart.

Noah was such a person.

Every semester, when the University of Haham opened its elective courses, Noah would open the management course, and it was a test of many students. It was a test of the system, the speed of the internet, the speed of hand, and luck.

However, this year when everyone opened the system and prepared to start a new round of killing, they found that the main lecturer of the management course had changed. As for Noah, they could not find his class on the internet!

This was strange.

After a wave of commotion, the news of Noah resigning and returning to the Bruaprora was spread on the school forum.

Many people did not believe it at first, but when they could not bear it anymore, they started to cry. God, Teacher Noah, why did you leave?

Come back quickly!

The entire lecture hall was silent. Everyone was in their own positions, tapping their keys on the keyboard. They were either rushing to report on projects or writing papers.

This was the norm in the lecture hall. Everyone was in a project team of different sizes. They had endless documents, unfinished projects, and unfinished essays.

Only by working so hard could they get a core thesis before graduation to get a degree.

This was the daily life of a master’s student for three years. It was very different from the life of an undergraduate.

Jeannette sent the summary she had written to Phyllis's mailbox before 4 p.m.

It was the end of the year and it was time to write the application for the research fund. Phyllis, as the backbone of the young teachers in the college, naturally took this responsibility. She had started to prepare early on and let her students collect the documents.

Normally, such tasks fell on the shoulders of the same sect's disciples, but ever since Jeannette had come, Phyllis had given her more and more tasks.

The summary of the research paper sounded simple, but it was actually a very tedious and detailed job. It was also the foundation of the entire project.

If the summary was done well, it would save her a lot of time in the future when she chose the research direction, methods, and writing the report.

Compared to Ward, Jeannette was more meticulous and serious.

Phyllis felt that this student was good. Whenever she encountered such a task, she would not hesitate to give it to her.