Reborn Conceited Soldier

In a teaching building, Ni Qingling tightly held onto an ancient language textbook and walked along the corridor with heavy steps. His gaze was fixated at the office at the end of the corridor. It was the office of the Dean of Arts.    

    

Ever since the battle between Sikong Banyu and Chen Wenxian at the entrance of the College of Arts, Ni Qingling also basked in the glory and became the focus of attention. She was brought up as a lecturer at such a young age and was nominated as an associate professor of Huaxia Normal University. In fact, Ni Qingling had yet to graduate, so these things were unattainable for her. But the special relationship she had with Sikong Banyu and the descendant of Huaxia Normal University Supervisor Chen Wenxian had also made her position in the school extraordinary.    

    

Sometimes, however, people leave quickly. Although Ni Qingling had this indelible relationship, she was sometimes unable to resist that person's selfishness. Ni Qingling had been working hard ever since she was nominated. She knew that it would be difficult to get her hands on all of this, so she worked even harder to improve herself in order to be able to control it all.    

    

To be honest, Ni Qingling was against this associate professor's nomination because she knew she wasn't as good as him. But just yesterday, his new teacher, the dean of the Arts Academy, had told him to ask her to voluntarily withdraw from this nomination. He had also told her that as long as she could push it, he would recommend her to study at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.    

    

Although this was slightly worse than the title of associate professor, Ni Qingling was happy to accept the fact that a young man like her could go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences and see the scholars of the contemporary era, having the opportunity to study under them. However, she had never thought that Wu Mingde would do this because he wanted to nominate someone who was related to him by blood.    

    

This made Ni Qingling very angry. Not long after the dignified Dean of the Arts Academy, the overseer of Chen Wenxian's descendants appeared, he immediately began to use his power to seek personal gains. He openly insulted the literature of Huaxia Normal University. As far as Ni Qingling knew, Wu Mingde wanted to promote the person who not only just graduated from graduate school, but also made a plagiarism of his thesis.    

    

Other than that, he was also a person with a poor character. Many of the teachers and students in the school thought nothing of him. This made Ni Qingling angrier. Was she going to make way for such a person? It was simply to the shame of Chen Wenxian's descendant, as well as everything Sikong Banyu gave him.    

    

"Dong Dong Dong …"    

    

"Come in."    

    

Wu Mingde looked at Lili who had walked in and asked with a slight frown, "Qingling, is there something you need?"    

    

Ni Qingling bit her lips and said, "Teacher, I have something I want to ask you. You want me to withdraw from the associate professor nomination this time, is it because you want to replace Wu Yi with my original position?"    

    

Upon hearing this, Wu Mingde put down the work he was doing, looked up at Ni Qingling and said, "Qingling, Wu Yi's level is well-known. Graduate students have been involved in four projects in the past three years, so they have been well-received. "Furthermore, your level and qualifications are sufficient. Qingling, you are a child who is ambitious and capable. It's just that you lack experience."    

    

"Even though this nomination is for you, everyone is inclined. But as the Principal, you can't go back on your word just because you're my disciple. You still need a period of time to settle things, that's why I did it. I hope you can understand. "    

    

"Haha …" When Ni Qingling heard this, she could not help but sneer. Wu Mingde's words were so inconsistent, full of righteousness and morals, but he spoke in a wooden way, putting himself in the position of an elder or teacher.    

    

"Instructor, is Wu Yi that good? Teacher, as long as you go to the school and ask around, you will know what kind of person Wu Yi is. Not to mention how much ability he has, just his character and character is not enough to pass this test. If such a person became an associate professor, what would others think of him? Didn't being a teacher and passing down knowledge became eight completely meaningless words? Instructor... "If you want Wu Yi to take my place, I won't agree."    

    

"Qingling …" Hearing that, Wu Mingde suddenly stood up and asked solemnly: "How did I teach you? Seeing that people cannot generalize, and even more so think that the wind and rain is approaching, and want to get to know and understand for yourself before coming to a conclusion, this is a scientific and strict attitude. Have you forgotten about it? "    

    

Ni Qingling humphed lightly and said, "Naturally, Qingling would not dare to forget what her teacher had taught her. However, although I have never truly met Wu Yi, I am not blind nor deaf. I know very well what kind of person he is. I definitely don't agree to this matter, otherwise … "What face do I have to meet the descendant of the overseer of our school, the Chen family? What face do I have to meet my friends?"    

    

"You … "What a load of nonsense." Wu Mingde was too angry. Why was this student so unenlightened? Didn't the county magistrate know the truth? Moreover, the supervisor was just a mental thing, the reality still needed to be completed. It would be strange if this kind of society didn't run amok and end up with a head full of blood.    

    

"Go back!" We've already met and studied this matter, and have already decided on it. Wu Yi will be the one to nominate the associate professor this time, that's all. "    

    

With that, he lowered his head and continued with his work, no longer paying any attention to the furious Ni Qingling who was standing there. Ni Qingling looked at the Wu Mingde who was no longer willing to see her, feeling sad in her heart. Suddenly, she felt very guilty, ashamed of everything Sikong Banyu had created for her, she had originally wanted to high-spiritedly make Huaxia Normal University into a literary sacred land of China, but now, she realized, her insignificant figure, in the midst of all the social complications, was nothing more than a drop in the ocean, she could do nothing.    

    

The more she thought about it, the more wronged she became. Tears flowed down her cheeks. She looked at Wu Mingde who was sitting there silently and slowly turned around. How could such a person be her teacher? Perhaps he had enough knowledge to teach others, but he didn't have the qualifications to be a noble teacher. At least, that was what Ni Qingling thought in her heart.    

    

"Teacher, tomorrow I will apply for a transfer from your name to a new teacher."    

    

"You …" When Wu Mingde heard this, he suddenly raised his head. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice.    

    

"Who said that?"