Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
As soon as Jiang Yi entered the live stream room, she sent three rockets to Song Rao.
Because she had given a relatively large amount of money, Jiang Yi’s bullet messages were all framed with gold-rimmed gemstones, full of the aura of a nouveau riche.
[ Jiang 800: I’m the first on the list? ]
[ F * ck, Big Shot? ]
[ I knew there would be a rich woman supporting Professor Song! ]
[ Sister, 800 Yuan is not enough to take care of Professor Song. ]
[ Jiang 800: Hehe, my inheritance is 80 billion yuan. ]
[ ? ? ? ]
[ ? ? ? ? ]
When Song Rao saw the content of the bullet screen, the corner of his mouth twitched. He said expressionlessly, “Please don’t send bullet screens that have nothing to do with the topic, or I will block it.”
[ Okay. ]
[ Okay, husband. ]
[ Received, husband. ]
Song Rao continued to add expressionlessly, “Please don’t call me that, or I’ll block it.”
[ So lame. ]
[ So fierce, but I love it! ]
[ Jiang 800: you only know how to block? ]
“…” Song Rao chose to ignore Jiang Yi.
[ Jiang 800: do you know that I’m number one on the list? ]
[ Jiang 800: other streamers will also kowtow to number one on the list. ]
Song Rao suddenly walked over from afar. With both hands on the table, he looked down at the phone from above. His handsome face, which was filled with abstinence and gentleness, instantly enlarged.
The bullet screen was filled with a bunch of comments like “Ahhhh, I’m going to die! My husband is so handsome!”
He opened his mouth and said, “Student Jiang, I can refund the amount of the donation to you.”
[ Jiang 800: Are you trying to trick me on Wechat? ]
[ Jiang 800: Hehe, I won’t let you get away with it. ]
[ Hahahahaha, rich lady, are you trying to make me laugh to death? ]
[ I also want rich lady’s Wechat. ]
[ I know, Professor Song’s stomach isn’t good. He wants to live off a woman. ]
“Okay, don’t talk about other topics.”
Song Rao’s forehead twitched. He was completely unable to pull back the style of the bullet screen. Before Jiang Yi arrived, the students who were watching were very well-behaved. They were only asking about legal knowledge.
[ Jiang 800: grandfather’s gourd has turned into seven children. Is there any obligation to raise them? ]
[ Jiang 800: Song Rao, why are you ignoring me? ]
[ Jiang 800: Do you not know how to answer? ]
[ Jiang 800: Is this the law department of East China University? ]
Song Rao took a deep breath and slowly said, “Whether there is an obligation to raise a person depends on two points in the legal recognition. There is either a blood relationship or an adoption relationship. Adoption requires a formal adoption process and an individual will be assessed. Not just anyone can be adopted. If you don’t go through the legal process and adopt a child and provide him with food, clothing, and education, then you have to adopt him to the end.”
[ Jiang 800: half of the child is adopted. What if the child turns back into a gourd? ]
“If you can prove that this gourd is your child’s transformation, the ownership of this gourd will be yours. Even if someone else takes away your gourd, you have the right to claim it back.”
“Who am I? Where am I? What am I listening to?”
“Hahahaha, Motherf*cker, why did professor Song answer so seriously?”
“I suddenly feel that Professor Song’s class is so interesting!!!”
After today’s live broadcast ended, the number of fans that had originally been a hundred or so slowly rose to more than two thousand.
Professor Xie watched the whole process with a gratified smile on his face. “Not bad, Professor Song. Although the questions you asked on the first banner were all very weird, the students really liked listening to it.”
“Okay,” Song Rao replied indifferently.
After he left the classroom, he gave Gong Xueming a call.
“Tell her not to give me presents. It’s a waste of money.”
“In the live broadcast room?”
“Yes.”
“But Madam said that it feels good to use your money to support another man.”
“…”
Who else did she want to support???!!!