There was less distractions around Xu Zheng, and more people supported him on the path of fragrance making.
He successfully got into the top university in fragrance making. Xu Zheng, who had been admired by his relatives and classmates, naturally thought that he would be the best fragrance maker in the school.
It was a pity that after the ranking results of the school's first fragrance making test were released, he was shocked to realize that there was someone whose score far exceeded his by more than ten points, becoming a genius that other students could only look up to.
That person was Ye Ning.
Xu Zheng's eyes revealed a hint of nostalgia. When he looked up again, he saw He Miao walking over with Xu Meng. A faint smile appeared in his eyes. "Sit down."
"Hello, Professor Xu." He Miao first greeted him respectfully, then sat down opposite him. "Professor Xu, do you really know my mother?"