Alice glanced at the time. “Looks like it’s about time to go. Shall we head out?”“Alright, let’s go,” Joseph nodded, grabbing his things and heading for the door.“Hey, Joseph, about that massage you mentioned earlier—do we still have time for it? If not, it’s okay,” Alice asked as they got into the car, suddenly remembering his earlier promise.“Of course, we have time. I made sure to leave a little extra. It won’t take long.”“Come over here and lie down on the seat,” Joseph instructed, rolling up the windows and reclining the back seats. Thankfully, the car had enough space in the back; otherwise, it would’ve been a tight fit.“Alright,” Alice said obediently, climbing into the back and lying down as instructed.“Uh... Joseph, do I need to take off my clothes?” she asked innocently.Cough. “No, no need for that. This is just a quick massage, no need to get too formal,” Joseph replied, slightly flustered.“So for a formal massage, I’d have to take them off? I kind of want to try th
"You’re absolutely right. Men may seem tough, but certain damage is irreversible.""My sister here speaks from experience. You’d better think carefully—it's one good meal, not a feast every time!"The two women spoke with increasing enthusiasm, leaving Alice no chance to interrupt. Her face burned with frustration."Aunties, I—"Alice tried once more, only to be cut off again."Say no more, dear. We’re off now. Don’t mind us being nosy."With a final word, the two women bustled away, leaving Alice stomping her foot in frustration."It’s not what you think!"She was both mortified and furious—how could a simple massage be so easily misunderstood?"Alice, come on. Don’t worry about them."Joseph, having overheard the entire exchange, couldn’t help but smile."Ugh! This is so infuriating. It’s nothing like what they think. They just jump to conclusions and don’t even give you a chance to explain.""Honestly, how can people like that exist?"Alice muttered indignantly as she climbed into
"What's going on over there? Why are so many people gathered?"Joseph glanced toward the school gates, where a large group of students was crowded around the notice board, discussing something animatedly."I’m not sure. The math department’s building is near the west gate, and that notice board is specifically for math department announcements."Alice followed his gaze, her curiosity piqued."Is that so?"Joseph raised an eyebrow."Let’s go check it out."Alice, normally not one to get involved in crowds, suddenly felt a surge of interest. It seemed that since Joseph entered her life, even the most mundane things had taken on a new sparkle.Sometimes, things that seem dull when done alone can be entirely different when shared with someone else.Grabbing Joseph’s arm, Alice led him toward the crowd.A group of students had gathered around the notice board, engaged in animated discussions. At the front of the group stood several professors, their faces weary from lack of sleep, their ey
"This crowd is ridiculous."Heidi stood on her tiptoes, trying to see what was happening, but the mass of people blocked her view.However, Heidi was not one to give up easily. She began pushing the slimmer boys out of her way, dragging Fiona along as she muscled her way to the front. The boys, already wary of her reputation, parted to make room for her without protest."Hey, what’s going on here? What are you all staring at?"Heidi grabbed a boy by the collar, her voice sharp.The boy, upon realizing it was Heidi, immediately wilted, his bravado vanishing."Uh… well, they say a student or a professor came up with a new proof for a world-class math problem. The proof is posted here—it’s all handwritten, and the writing is really beautiful."The boy stammered, his voice trembling with fear."Oh? So, can you even understand it?"Heidi glanced at the handwritten proof on the notice board, then turned her gaze back to the boy."Uh... no, not really. I’m not in the math department. How cou
"Lillian Rogers, the math department prodigy, is here.""Lillian Rogers is stunning, but her personality is so strange.""Do you think this new proof for Stokes’ theorem might be her work? Other than Lillian and the professors, I can’t think of anyone else in the math department who could’ve done it.""Who knows? She’s coming this way, so maybe we’ll find out soon."As the students whispered among themselves, a girl with black-rimmed glasses, clutching a stack of books to her chest, approached the notice board. Despite the glasses, they couldn’t mask the intelligence and sharpness in her eyes.As she neared, the crowd parted instinctively, allowing her a clear path to the board.Lillian Rogers stood motionless in front of the notice board, her eyes fixed on the handwritten proof, as if she were frozen in place.The crowd around her instinctively took a few steps back, creating some distance. Only a few elderly professors remained, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with her at the board."
"It’s a good thing we’re early?""Mr. Harris, is something the matter?"Joseph noticed the urgency in Harris’s tone and raised an eyebrow."Here’s the situation. Professor Leonard Sanchez from the medical department was supposed to give a lecture today. It’s a really important one for students in the field, especially for graduate students researching related topics.""But Professor Sanchez just informed us that something urgent came up, and he won’t be able to make it. I’m scrambling to find someone to fill in for him. The lecture is more than two hours long, but if we can get someone to cover the first hour, that would help.""Professor Sanchez will be back after an hour and can take over then."Geoffrey Harris looked visibly troubled."Couldn’t you just delay the lecture by an hour? Or reschedule it?"Joseph frowned slightly."Delaying isn’t an option. The medical students have other classes, and we can’t ask them to disrupt their entire schedule for this one lecture.""And resched
"Alright, don’t concern yourself too much with Mr. Wilson’s background. Just know that having him here is an honor for this university."Geoffrey Harris patted the assistant on the shoulder and then left the office.The assistant stood there, stunned by Harris’s words, unable to process what she had just heard.Nova University, Second Teaching Building, Room 302, Multimedia Classroom.At this moment, the large lecture hall, capable of seating hundreds, was already full."The assistant came by earlier to tell us that Old Mr. Sanchez had a last-minute emergency and won’t be able to make it. The president found a substitute teacher for us.""No way! I came here specifically for Professor Leonard Sanchez. My graduate thesis has hit a roadblock, and I really needed his guidance. What am I supposed to do now?""Why don’t you try asking the substitute?""Didn’t the assistant say the substitute teacher is young? How could he possibly compare to Professor Sanchez?""Is the university seriously
"My name is Joseph Wilson. The papers and research I’ve published are related to cutting-edge academic topics that most of you have yet to encounter.""Of course, if anyone is interested, you can search for my work in the top academic databases. My research spans fields such as biomedicine, nuclear physics, and financial economics, among others.""Now, I understand that words alone aren’t enough to earn your trust. I also realize that without your trust, it would be difficult for any of you to focus on the rest of today’s lecture."Joseph smiled as he spoke, his tone steady."Mr. Wilson, it’s not that we don’t trust you. It’s just that your credentials sound too extraordinary to be true.""Exactly. With Mr. Harris’s endorsement, we know we should trust you, and we will listen. But we’d really like to see if you’re as impressive as he says.""Yeah, Mr. Wilson, why don’t you show us what you’ve got?"The students became increasingly animated, their interest piqued.Seeing this, Fiona sm