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Mucha exhaled a sigh of relief, lit the sleeping incense Mrs. William made for her, turned off the light and closed her eyes to sleep.
The sleep-aiding incense was very effective, and Mucha quickly fell into a deep sleep.
On the other side, Ye Sijue was tossing and turning on the bed with the lights off.
He has been holding back for six hours without contacting Mucha. He has been busy during these six hours, so he has no time to contact her. But now that he is back at Maplewood Villa, he wants to contact Mucha even more.
But when he thought about what Xixi said about the week, he forced himself to hold back.
Go to sleep, the night will pass soon.
Two hours later.
Ye Sijue sat up suddenly in the darkness and turned on the bedside lamp with a "pop" sound.
He has insomnia!
Damn it, why do you have insomnia again?
Is it a time difference issue? definitely is!
Ye Sijue touched the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked through the mailbox. It was full of messages, but there was no message from Mucha.
"This cruel woman, if he didn't contact her, she didn't know how to call her and ask if she was home?"
Ye Sijue leaned on the bedside and lit a cigarette irritably.
In the smoke, he suddenly saw what he had taken back from Mr. William.
He simply got up and boiled the medicine, and drank it in one gulp without even getting drunk.
When he returned to bed, he didn't know whether it was due to the effect of the medicine or because his biological clock had reached the time for sleep. The sleepiness finally came late. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Time passes very slowly when people are awake, but when they fall asleep, time passes in the blink of an eye.
Ye Sijue was woken up by the phone call.
He was annoyed to get out of bed. As soon as the phone was connected, he said directly in a bad tone: "What's the matter?"
The other party seemed to be frightened by his tone. After two seconds, he introduced himself with a trembling voice: "Hello, Director Ye, I am the president of Kyoto University."
Ye Sijue was silent, and after getting up, most of his anger was gone, and he said, "Hello, Principal Pan."
Principal Pan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that I disturbed your rest."
"It's okay, just tell me." Ye Sijue pressed the speaker button on his phone while getting dressed.
Principal Pan¡¯s voice was full of laughter: ¡°What you told me the day before yesterday that you wanted to introduce a friend to study in our school has been completed.¡±
Ye Sijue¡¯s anger immediately dissipated from getting up, and he asked, ¡°How is it?¡±
I just heard Principal Pan say: "I just got a teacher from the British University here. He wants to set up a preparatory class to recruit top students from major universities in advance. I have reserved a place for your friend. You can ask her to come here today. Sign up for class. The registration time is 12 o'clock in the afternoon. After registration, the class will officially start at 2 o'clock in the afternoon."
"Okay, thank you, Principal Pan."
President Pan said in a flattered tone: "How could we, Kyoto University, have the largest library in the country if it weren't for you?"
Ye Sijue said calmly: "It's nothing. When my friends graduate successfully, I will donate a high-tech laboratory building to you."
The principal¡¯s eyes lit up.
"You ask your friend to come to my office early, and I will complete all the procedures for her, so that she will not be unfamiliar with the place and need to run around."
"That's hard work."
"It should, it should."
High-tech laboratory building! With this, is he still afraid that the second-ranked B University will surpass them? All kinds of high-quality teachers are definitely coming!
The principal hung up the phone with gratitude.
As soon as the call ended, someone knocked on the door of the principal¡¯s office.
When he saw the person coming, Principal Pan¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com