Sun Hongxia clutched the portrait as she rushed out of the room. By the ti Tan Wenbin caught up, Sun Hongxia had already run out of the shop. She first sprinted towards Building Nine, probably to find Ran Qiuping. Soon after, finding no one, she dashed out again, then ran disorderly towards other places.
Tan Wenbin felt a chill down his spine as he watched. He felt that Sun Hongxia was just a bait casually thrown out by Brother Xiao Yuan.
After locking the shop, carrying so food, he returned to the dormitory.
"Brother Xiao Yuan, Sun Hongxia ran out, she was like a madwoman."
"Mmm."
"Should I go and keep an eye on her?"
"No need, let her be." Li Zhiyuan handed over what he held in his hand, "First make a copy of this, then take it to Yin ng. Rember you need to understand it by heart, the opponent won’t just move in a standard pattern when fighting."
"Okay." Tan Wenbin began to copy.
He sat upright, fully focused, more effective than when his father would watch him doing howork with a belt in his hand.
After copying, Tan Wenbin ran to the infirmary, greeted Run Sheng to check on his recovery, then called out Yin ng to hand over the materials and gave her a reminder.
"Has Binbin left?"
"Mmm, get so afternoon sleep, I’ll step out for so air."
"Is Xiao Yuan about to make a move?"
"Even if we were up to sothing, it must wait until you’re healed. Without you, our team wouldn’t function."
"Besides Xiao Yuan, no one here is indispensable." Run Sheng touched his bandaged wound, "It’s my fault, you and Binbin, must protect Xiao Yuan."
"It’s all in the past now, your only task now is to recover." Seeing that Run Sheng had figured it out, Yin ng no longer hid it and took out the paper, "I have to morize all of this, not just morize, but understand."
Run Sheng: "Then start morizing quickly, your brain is slow, make good use of the ti."
Yin ng: "..."
...
At dusk, Li Zhiyuan and Tan Wenbin caught a taxi at the school gate and headed to a restaurant.
In the car, Li Zhiyuan sat in the backseat, Tan Wenbin beside the driver, continuously murmuring various divination terms, the driver occasionally glancing at them.
When they got out at the restaurant, the driver, while taking the money, asked: "Young man, which temple is particularly spiritually active? I’d like to pay a visit."
Once inside, Tan Wenbin turned the driver’s reaction into a joke for Xiao Yuan to hear: "Xiao Yuan, what if I had acted a bit more pretentious in the car, advising the driver, could we have dodged the fare?"
"The fact that you didn’t give directions and he paid so readily, might have made him trust you a bit."
"Oh, true."
Although they arrived early, they were still the last ones; Mr. Luo and the others apparently were already in the grand hotel for an administrative eting.
Upon entry, Xue Liangliang warmly introduced Li Zhiyuan and Tan Wenbin to everyone seated.
When Li Zhiyuan entered and glanced over everyone, he slightly narrowed his eyes.
Tan Wenbin was imrsed in the atmosphere, as all those present were leaders and teachers from their school.
When Xue Liangliang introduced the principal’s secretary, Zhu Hongyu, Tan Wenbin only felt she was dignified and slightly familiar.
When introducing their academic advisor, Liu Xinya, Tan Wenbin felt the na sounded familiar.
Finally, when introducing Zhu Hongyu’s husband, Wu Xinhui, who worked in the school’s logistics, Tan Wenbin was taken aback. He finally rembered,
These three, weren’t they the witnesses in the files!
Tan Wenbin imdiately turned to gaze at Li Zhiyuan and found Xiao Yuan giving a standard shy smile and exchanging greetings with all the teachers and leaders.
Had Xiao Yuan not noticed?
No, his own mory had traces left, how could Xiao Yuan possibly forget.
Mr. Luo occupied the principal’s seat, the other school leaders could only sit beside, and from the conversations at the dinner table, everyone’s polite respect for Mr. Luo was evident.
"Zhiyuan was soone I personally went to Nantong to scout and bring here, I am going to coach him personally, so don’t worry about his academics, I have a box full of his completed graduation projects in my study, haha."
Xue Liangliang, considerately whispering while pouring wine for the teachers, gently reminded: "And Binbin."
"Ah, right, Binbin too."
Mr. Luo had a mory of Tan Wenbin; anyways, his projects have spots reserved for those going through the back door, it’s all the sa whom to give them to.
Often the seemingly difficult favors from heaven are just a word from soone close by; it wouldn’t hurt to offer a modicum of respect to two students.
On the dinner table, they all chatted rrily.
Li Zhiyuan knew, the greatest significance of this eting for him was, he could skip classes at will from now on.
Nevertheless, he had already completed the specialized courses of the university; regarding calculus and physics, in his eyes, they were no different from high school knowledge.
Additionally, from the dinner conversation, Li Zhiyuan learned that Zhu Hongyu was the granddaughter of the forr principal, and Liu Xinya had stayed at the school after graduation. Both had barely left the school.
Only Wu Xinhui had gone out for business, at the table so faculty leader pretended to be drunk, sarcastically calling him "Boss Wu" made Wu Xinhui flushed red.
It seed his business failed, and he returned to the school recently via his wife’s connections.
That is to say, these three people would all be within the school in the near future.
This seed to be kind of a trigger.
So, they themselves almost walked in when a volcano was about to erupt, then got splashed by the magma.
Even so, the volcano too got punched back by them, and it wasn’t much better off.
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