My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 469 - 159 Family Matters

Du Xixi was quite looking forward to their success.

"It’s all because of you." Speaking of this, Zhang Ye gave Du Xixi a resentful glance, "Last ti I asked you to substitute for my class, and now the students have ’gotten a taste’ and started complaining about my teaching rhythm."

Different teachers have different teaching rhythms. These new Food Departnt professors, though less experienced than other professors, are still very dedicated in their teaching.

The usual content of Zhang Ye’s classes follows what he learned back then and consulted Du Xixi about, entirely delivered according to his teaching rhythm.

But clearly, Du Xixi has a slight edge over Zhang Ye in controlling rhythm, and her rhythm happens to be what the students prefer.

Ordinarily, the content of Du Xixi’s classes rarely overlaps with Zhang Ye’s, so everyone didn’t feel much. But when teaching the sa course, everyone sensed the gap between Zhang Ye and Du Xixi.

They wouldn’t actually "complain" about Zhang Ye due to rhythmic difficulty; Zhang Ye’s "grumbling" at Du Xixi was rely a joke between acquaintances.

Upon hearing this, Du Xixi wasn’t angry. She amusingly tapped her forehead and glanced at Zhang Ye’s newly appeared lesson book, softly encouraging, "Go for it!"

Zhang Ye shrugged, holding strong tea in one hand and his lesson book in the other. After bidding farewell to Du Xixi, he went downstairs to continue teaching, watched by Du Xixi as he left before she leisurely went upstairs to her office.

There aren’t many professors in the Food Departnt, and most of the side offices on the floor are empty. Back then, Lin You invited so students and teachers from the Architecture Departnt to redesign the blueprints, making each professor’s office almost twice the size of those in other departnts.

It wasn’t unreasonable because, after all, an unused space gathers dust. Other professors, no matter how envious, couldn’t ask professors from the sa departnt to vacate the space. They could only enviously wander around the Food Departnt, staring wistfully at the offices, unwilling to leave.

What they were truly envious of wasn’t the size of the office, but the space left after placing desks and chairs where materials could be piled — at Blue Star University, except for so special departnts like the Food Departnt relying on skill and the Military Departnt relying on physical prowess, most professors in other departnts worried about having nowhere to store daily materials and data.

Not every professor can afford a Space Button; it’s a scarce item only families like the Ke Family can afford.

Du Xixi closed the door to her spacious office and plopped down onto a soft sofa. A few chanical Soldiers hovered around her and the sofa, and one draped a blanket over the lounging Du Xixi, respectfully saying, "Miss, be careful not to catch cold."

Du Xixi lifted her eyelids, lazily glanced at the considerate chanical Soldier, and imdiately smiled, "I knew it was you."

These chanical Soldiers must have had their programs altered by Chen Yin, taking ticulous care of Du Xixi. Besides guarding the door at the Ke Family, they were as useful as caretaker robots at other tis.

Whenever Du Xixi went out, the chanical Soldiers provided warm water if she was thirsty, covered her with a blanket if she was cold, and when Du Xixi was sleepy... Whatever Du Xixi needed, these chanical Soldiers found a way to provide it.

The one covering Du Xixi with a blanket was the sa who had caught the young man with malicious intent towards her a few days ago—whom Du Xixi called "Jia Yi."

"Jia Yi" wasn’t the original na of the chanical Soldier. When under Chen Yin’s command, it was usually referred to by an ID number. So many chanical Soldiers made Du Xixi’s head spin rembering them, so she gave them friendly nicknas.

Jia Yi was the leader among the chanical Soldiers, primarily conversing with Du Xixi. The rest she nad Jia Er, Jia San, Jia Si...

Although hasty, Du Xixi felt that compared to a long string of mind-numbing ID numbers, her nicknas were more creative!

Jia Yi nodded to Du Xixi, lifted the corner of the fallen blanket to prevent it from slipping off her, and then confidently returned to its standing position.

It was still early, and Ke Lian probably hadn’t returned ho yet, so Du Xixi wasn’t in a hurry to go back. She reclined with her eyes squinted on the couch, slowly drifting into sleep.