Unveil Her Secret Identities-Chapter 503: Professor Lu ’s Chalk Tip_1

It was renowned Professor Had’s physics class.

The freshmen who managed to grab a spot for the course sat anxiously in their seats, filling up the whole lecture hall.

Lu Qingyi was not an auditor, so all the students who managed to get into the class had seats. There was no one standing and waiting, since nobody knew Lu Qingyi didn’t like it.

The students who didn’t manage to grab a spot initially thought about sitting in, but didn’t expect Lu Qingyi’s class to not allow auditing. They were practically brought to tears.

The freshmen who were present had mostly never seen Lu Qingyi before. They all sat in the classroom early on, waiting for the bell to ring for class. They longed with anticipation for the sight of the legendary Professor Lu of Hardrick University.

"Oh my oh my, I’m so excited."

"Start the class, start the class, please. I can’t wait anymore."

"My heart is pounding."

"I’m going to meet Professor Lu soon, I’m so nervous."

"It feels like a fan meeting."

"What kind of person could Professor Lu be really? I’m really, really excited."

"..."

In the noisy classroom, everyone was discussing who this famous Professor Lu of Hardrick really was.

Lu Jiahao silently read his textbook, completely out of tune with the noisy crowd.

Ever since the incident with Yao Meishu, he had become less talkative.

"Sigh, don’t you wonder about Professor Lu?"

Tan Shuyuan looked at the quietly reading Lu Jiahao with interest, raising her question with curiosity.

She knew Lu Qingyi, so naturally, she did not share the enthusiasm of the crowd. Rather, she paid attention to this quiet younger student next to her.

Lu Jiahao, she knew this boy. He was quite handsome, excellent in sports, a young man of significant fame.

"Not curious."

Lu Jiahao lifted his eyes, his voice slightly cold. That was his usual approach to unfamiliar girls.

Lu Qingyi was Hardrick’s most famous Professor Lu, and he couldn’t possibly be curious. He had not heard his sister’s lecture before, so he didn’t know what it was like.

The classroom was noisy, except for the two of them. They were impartial and observant, and did not engage in discussions.

Looking at the noisy crowd, a soft sigh escaped from Tan Shuyuan. She shook her head.

Alas, this group of people probably didn’t know how formidable Lu Qingyi was, and she couldn’t say much.

Lu Qingyi entered the classroom punctually. The classroom was noisy, and people were looking around. She subtly furrowed her brows.

Many people regarded a woman who walked into the classroom wearing a mask and a duckbill hat as insignificant, because she looked very young. The legendary Professor Lu was not young.

Lu Qingyi came in empty-handed. She walked up to the lectern and gave the classroom a cold sweep with her eyes.

The chatter went on, causing quite a racket.

The people in the classroom looked at the mysterious woman who had just ascended the podium, still perplexed and unable to grasp the situation.

Tan Shuyuan sat still. No one else noticed, but she did. The look in Lu Qingyi’s eyes was cold enough to terrify.

"Silence."

Lu Qingyi’s hand landed heavily on the lectern.

The bustling crowd in the classroom reacted naturally, quieting down quickly, but there were still whispers, as they continued to discuss something in low voices.

Lu Qingyi stepped towards the podium, making it clear that she was the renowned Professor Lu of Hardrick.

"When I say silence, do you not understand?"

Lu Qingyi cast a cold glance at the crowd below.

There were still murmurs below, everyone was curious about what Lu Qingyi’s face looked like, but due to the rumors, they didn’t dare to speak too loudly.

They thought Lu Qingyi could not hear their whispers.

Lu Qingyi, eyes squinted threateningly, picked up a few pieces of chalk and threw them at a few whispering students.

"Ah!"

Five pieces of chalk, five people, very accurate.

The hit students screamed, covering their heads and looking incredulously at Lu Qingyi.

Incredibly fierce.

Suddenly, the classroom quieted down, completely silent.

A sigh of relief escaped from Tan Shuyuan’s chest, right then, when Lu Qingyi had taken control of the class. Her classes were both loved and feared.

Many wanted to attend Professor Lu’s class, but they were also afraid of it. It was a contradictory phenomenon.

"Let me introduce myself, Lu Qingyi, Professor Lu."

Lu Qingyi took off her hat, placed it on the platform, removed her mask, and gave a cold stare.

The crowd gasped.

This... surely isn’t a mistake?

The course they were enrolled in was by the most famous Professor Lu of Hardrick, not a young and beautiful professor.

There were attractive young teachers at Hardrick, but they were not as stunning as Lu Qingyi or this youthful.

She appeared much younger than all of them, which made them doubtful.

"Professor, are you sure you’re at the right class?"

Someone hesitantly raised their hand to ask, their voice trembling.

As he had not yet confirmed his doubts, he dared not speak loudly. After all, she might be as extraordinary as the rumors suggested.

Everyone knew the rumors about Professor Lu.

"I know you’re doubtful. You can ask old man Lu to clarify things after class. I don’t want to waste too much time talking."

Lu Qingyi’s voice was cold. She was used to these reactions.

"All right, let’s start the class."

Lu Qingyi didn’t wish to say more, turning to write the lesson material on the blackboard.

The students below glanced at each other. It seemed that Lu Qingyi had arrived empty-handed without even bringing her textbook.

When Lu Qingyi wasn’t looking, they spoke with their eyes.

"Hiss."

Suddenly, someone exclaimed as a piece of chalk hit the floor.

"Don’t communicate with your eyes."

The cold voice of Lu Qingyi echoed down. In her right hand, she held a piece of chalk, writing on the blackboard.

She seemed to not look back at all.

Did she have eyes in the back of her head?

While she was writing on the blackboard, she seemed to know their small moves below. Wasn’t this too magical?

Students below all sat up straight without wandering their eyes again.

Tan Shuyuan struggled to hold her laughter. She wanted to laugh but dared not to. It was rather discomforting.

These freshmen clearly had never attended Lu Qingyi’s class.

"In my class, you can’t whisper or eat anything, can’t play with your phone, can’t sleep, and can only follow my steps."

Lu Qingyi finished writing on the board, turned around, and glanced at every student below with a cold stare. Her voice was even colder.

It was like a tyrannical contract.

Yes, she was that domineering. What she taught were all key points. If one lost focus for a moment, it was possible to lose track of her thoughts.

She hoped that the students could learn what she taught and not let them go from the left ear to the right ear.

She already had enough knowledge and didn’t need these students to return it back to her.