He turned to find a stranger approaching him."Why aren’t you in class? Is there something you need?"Geoffrey asked, puzzled."Mr. Harris, my name is Fiona. I’m a graduate student under Professor Sanchez, and I’m very confused right now."Fiona was slightly out of breath, clearly in a hurry."What’s troubling you? Perhaps I can help."Geoffrey nodded, indicating for her to continue."Mr. Harris, do you truly know who Joseph is?"Fiona’s expression was serious as she spoke."Are you suggesting you know Joseph better than I do?"Geoffrey raised an eyebrow, sensing something unusual in her words."Mr. Harris, I’m certain I know Joseph far better than you do."Fiona’s voice was resolute."Oh? And what makes you say that? If you truly know Joseph, then enlighten me—how well do you know Mr. Wilson?"Geoffrey’s curiosity was piqued. There seemed to be more to this than he had initially thought."Joseph is my husband. I know everything about him. Based on what I know, he has no qualification
Fiona stood there, momentarily stunned, unsure of how to respond."Fiona, if you truly want to understand Mr. Wilson, I’ll leave you with this: for most teachers, being hired by Nova University is a great honor. But for Joseph Wilson to teach here, it is Nova University that is honored."Geoffrey Harris exhaled slowly before delivering his final, solemn statement.Fiona stood rooted in place, her mind reeling from the weight of his words, unable to fully process what she had just heard."Fiona Cooper, instead of standing here questioning a man you clearly don’t know, perhaps it would be better to set aside your preconceptions and return to class. Listen carefully to what Mr. Wilson has to teach. This lesson might be more important than you realize.""And if you open your mind, you might just discover a very different Joseph Wilson—someone who is charismatic, knowledgeable, and far more remarkable than you ever imagined. Engaging with him is like being refreshed by a gentle spring bree
"It’s a bit unfortunate that I won’t be teaching you permanently. If I were more than just a substitute, your courses would include not only theoretical lessons but also practical training.""As future doctors, you need to face patients and illnesses directly. Clinical experience is far more valuable than any theory."Joseph took a sip of water, speaking casually."Mr. Wilson, could you co-teach with Professor Sanchez? I feel like clinical training with you would be fascinating.""Yeah, yeah, talk to Professor Sanchez! We’d love to have you teach us more!""I really appreciate your unique way of thinking, Mr. Wilson. It’s always so refreshing...""..."The students eagerly expressed their hopes and wishes."Thank you for your kind words. However, the courses I’ll teach in the future will be determined by the school’s scheduling.""We’ve been at this for over an hour now. Let’s take a short break and resume afterward."Joseph checked the time and addressed the class.With that, he pick
Heidi sent two long messages in quick succession, but Joseph’s expression remained indifferent as he glanced through them."Is that so?"He responded with just three words."Brother-in-law, why are you so calm? Are you messing with me? You’re really teaching Leonard Sanchez’s class on your first day?"Heidi still found it hard to believe."Wait a minute—brother-in-law, my sister’s here today! Professor Sanchez is her graduate advisor. Are you teaching her right now?"Suddenly, Heidi seemed to realize something outrageous."Uh, yes, I saw her."Joseph didn’t hide the truth."Wow! What was her reaction? I can’t even imagine it—she’s always thought you were a complete failure."Heidi sounded rather amused."That was then. Things are different now. Back then, she was my wife; now, she’s just another student. Don’t worry, I won’t go out of my way to make things difficult for her.""Besides, I’m only substituting."Joseph chuckled softly."Brother-in-law, how about we grab lunch together?"
"It’s just a friend’s phone that I’m borrowing for now. Is there something you need, Fiona? If not, I should head back to class—it’s almost time."Joseph forced a polite smile, trying to keep the conversation brief."Joseph, seeing you here today—it’s unbelievable. You might have fooled everyone else, but you can’t fool me.""Come on, be honest. What underhanded methods did you use to sneak your way into Nova University?"Fiona’s eyes locked onto Joseph, her voice sharp as she demanded answers.Joseph could only smile helplessly at her words."And if I told you I got into Nova University through legitimate channels, would you believe me?"He asked, throwing the question back at her."Do you really think I could believe you?" Fiona shot back, her tone sharp."If you don’t believe me, then why bother asking? You’re free to think whatever you want.""But even if I did swindle my way in, it has nothing to do with you."Joseph found her persistence absurd. They were divorced, yet she seeme
"We’ll talk about it over lunch. I need to get back to class."Fiona had no interest in continuing the conversation and promptly ended the call.As the dial tone echoed in Heidi’s ear, she let out a frustrated sigh."What the heck? Hanging up just like that? What’s her problem?"Heidi grumbled to herself.By then, class had already resumed. Joseph’s second lecture was now in full swing, and this time, it was much more focused than the first. Nearly all the students were diligently taking notes, fully immersed in the lesson.Joseph, noticing the rapt attention in the room, couldn’t help but feel satisfied.Meanwhile, on the seventh floor of the administrative building, Geoffrey Harris stepped out of the elevator. With his hands clasped behind his back, he strolled leisurely toward the teaching surveillance room. His mood seemed quite good.As he approached the monitoring room, he ran into Christopher, the supervisor, who was just walking out."Ah, Christopher, perfect timing. I was jus
"Indeed, this Wilson is quite the rising star.""Seems like Sanchez is eager to mentor him. If you hadn’t spoken up first, I would’ve tried to claim Joseph for myself."The room buzzed with conversation."Jimenez, stop with your passive-aggressive remarks. You say you aren’t competing, but you're just trying to pressure the principal into giving Joseph to you."Professor Jimenez scratched his head awkwardly with an embarrassed grin as Sanchez shot him a displeased look."Hahahaha..."Geoffrey Harris couldn't help but laugh heartily at the banter."Principal, what are you laughing at?"Everyone was puzzled."I’m afraid none of your plans will work out!"Geoffrey Harris said, his face full of mystery."What do you mean?""Principal, are you thinking of mentoring Joseph yourself?""Now that would be favoritism, Principal."The professors were clearly unsettled."You misunderstand. This Wilson—he’s no ordinary teacher. Despite all our years of academic achievements, I doubt any of us here
In Room 302 of the second teaching building, Joseph was in the middle of an impassioned lecture, captivating his students with every word. Though the subject wasn’t particularly groundbreaking, his approach and perspective were refreshing, and the students hung on to his every word."Now that we’ve covered the relationship between medicine and dietary health, I hope you all have a better understanding of how important nutrition is. After all, eating is something we do every day.""After this class, I encourage you to try adjusting your family’s diet. Who knows, over time, you might solve some of the minor health issues among your loved ones.""The reason I’m suggesting this is simple: everything I’ve taught you so far is theoretical, but I believe theory must be paired with practice. Without practical application, theory is nothing but empty talk.""What we’re learning is knowledge, and knowledge must be transformed into productivity."Joseph’s words resonated deeply with the students