Hearing the email delivery notification, the principal snapped back to attention and called Qin Shaojin.
Qin Shaojin said "Okay" and went to the study.
After opening and reviewing it, he was pleased. After replying "OK" to the principal, he opened the newly supplented attachnt, which contained eight resus. After printing them all, he reviewed the remaining ones again, selecting three, and called the principal, "E Yang, Qin Chuan, and Bi Ziyin. I need their contact information; I will conduct a video interview and select one from them."
The principal, "..."
Selecting one from them, plus Wen Nuan, would make two people! So what were the eight resus he sent for?
Qin Shaojin, "Didn’t you hear ?"
The principal, "I heard."
Qin Shaojin, "My MSN is the userna in the email. Have them add , that’s it."
He hung up the phone and looked at the three personal resus again, his gaze lingered on the na Bi Ziyin.
It sounded a bit like Ji Yan, always giving people the illusion of cleverness.
He reviewed Bi Ziyin’s resu once more. It seed quite ordinary, with only the na Bi Ziyin in the self-introduction, yet inexplicably, he was interested in this person.
Because back then, he always found writing such things troubleso, his personal profile only ever had three words: Qin Shaojin.
Half an hour later, he received three friend requests. He clicked agree and started the multi-person video.
Soon, three faces appeared in the video fra. The first one had no distinguishing features, quite average and not particularly good-looking.
The second had a face he didn’t like.
The third one, the mont he saw it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
His intuition told him the third one was Bi Ziyin.
After a brief introduction, he guessed wrong; the third face belonged to Bi Ziyin.
Moreover, he was the youngest, only eighteen in his third year.
Focusing on him, they chatted a bit. He sounded like a smart person, very much to his liking. So, he ended the video and finalized the list.
...
After finishing his work, he returned to the bedroom. Wen Nuan was already asleep. He looked at the ti, well past midnight.
Just as he got into bed, he heard a baby crying.
Qin Shaojin got out of bed again, checked briefly, found it wasn’t a diaper or bedwetting issue, so he went to prepare formula milk.
Wen Nuan woke up to help.
She fed Xiaoshi.
Qin Shaojin held a bottle in each hand to feed Xiaoshiyi and Xiaoshi’er. Thinking of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" where Little Dragon Girl can draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other, he recently realized he could do it too, each hand able to handle one child.
It seems he was born not to be an ordinary person. In ancient tis, he’d have been a perfect candidate with unique talents to train in martial arts.
———— Yunqi Academy ————
The next day, around noon, Wen Nuan went to the study to call Qin Shaojin. She saw him on the balcony making a phone call, stood there waiting, looked around curiously to see what he was looking at in the study, and then—
Wait, what’s with these resus on his desk?
Seeing Qin Shaojin with his back to her, Wen Nuan quickly picked up the stack of resus, the top one featuring a big beauty, claid to be the campus belle, and also the belle of their Law School! The second one, the belle of their departnt!
The third and fourth ones were classroom belles!
The fifth one—
Why was it her?
Looking at the familiar resu and the line outlined in red pen in the self-introduction below—
"Interned for a year at Jinde Law Firm as an intern assistant for Lawyer Qin Shaojin (no introduction needed, you’ve probably heard of him, Professor)..."
Wen Nuan stood there, her face completely flushed!
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