There really aren't many teachers like Zhao Ruihai in universities these days.
The first half of the class ended.
It was time for the break.
Zhao Ruihai took the initiative to find Shen Qiushan: "Xiaoshen, if you don't need the bathroom, let's chat for a bit."
"Professor Zhao, just say whatever's on your mind."
Shen Qiushan smiled, looking all ears.
"Privately, you can just call me Old Zhao."
"In terms of achievements, I'm not as good as you!"
Zhao Ruihai waved his hand and said, "I finished your 'Three-Body Civilization'—it's brilliant, so many of the ideas in your novel honestly blew me away!"
"For example, the Nanometer Flying Blade, the Curvature Spaceship, the Water Drop Detector, and so on. Seems wild, yet it's all rooted in solid science…"
Talking about 'Three-Body Civilization,' Zhao Ruihai looked even more energetic than when he was teaching. It was obvious he genuinely loved this novel.
"Xiaoshen, let's add each other on WeChat."
