So other schools might not be able to invite him, and they can’t even get in touch with Xu Lin.
Therefore, the principal was in his office during the first class.
Later, a teacher called him, saying Young Master Xu had arrived at Fuda University, and he rushed out in a hurry.
Xu Lin smiled, "Principal Wen, let’s say this: Friday morning, I’ll co to Fuda University."
"Great, great, great!"
Luo Cheng laughed heartily.
He expressed his wish to invite Xu Lin for a al, but Xu Lin refused, not wanting any social niceties.
Afternoon.
This news quickly spread within Fuda University.
"Is Young Master Xu coming to our school to give a lecture on Friday morning?"
"Yes, personally invited by the principal!"
"How long is the lecture?"
"Seems like it will last all morning."
"Do we need to sign up?"
"Of course, just like Kyoto University, lots will attend, and spots might be limited."
"I’m so excited, I must be there in person!"
Soon, the news was trending online.
"Young Master Xu ca to Fuda today, when will he visit our Jiang University?"
"Fuda University’s principal personally invited him, does Jiang University’s principal have any plans?"
"Can we attend the lecture at Fuda?"
"What about Zhejiang University, any chance for Young Master Xu to visit?"
"We often see Young Master Xu at Jiangdu University of Finance and Economics, but we’re a financial institution, unrelated to artificial intelligence. Can our principal step up and apply to establish a School of Artificial Intelligence? With Young Master Xu here, we might beco the leading school in AI within a few years!"
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"The students really like you!"
Shang Wanjun couldn’t help but say.
Shortly after class, the two left the school.
Shang Wanjun finished two classes and called it a day.
Xu Lin: "It’s fine, where to?"
"Let’s go for so food first, my treat."
They had Chinese cuisine, costing a few hundred for the two of them.
Once they were full.
Shang Wanjun wasn’t in the mood to shop around.
Xu Lin drove to her house.
Shang Wanjun’s new ho, which she’s been living in for six months, bears her marks.
For instance, the air carries Shang Wanjun’s scent.
The decor style is Song Dynasty.
Over the past six months, Shang Wanjun added various ancient items, like a music room with a guqin.
There’s also a study with a rustic bookshelf filled with many hardcover books.
In front of the bookshelf, there’s a beautiful sandalwood desk with all the writing materials.
Shang Wanjun usually practices calligraphy.
These elents create an antique charm in the house.
Shang Wanjun loves this vibe.
Xu Lin walked around the house, checking out the decor.
Honestly, the entire setup cost over three million, enough to fully pay for two hos in a second-tier city, with decent decorations as well.
Then Xu Lin walked to the balcony.
The balcony is designed with window seals, so when the curtains are drawn, nothing can be seen outside.
After looking for a while, Xu Lin returned to the living room.
Shang Wanjun was kneeling by the coffee table, making tea.
Treating tea isn’t just about adding hot water to tea leaves.
Shang Wanjun was clearly interested in the art of tea.
The tea ceremony involves a complete set of movents, very ticulous, which might seem chaotic to ordinary observers.
It’s like when won spend over half an hour on makeup, hair, and outfit before leaving the house.
Whereas many n feel that just washing their face and having it clean is enough to go out.
The tea ceremony is similar to won’s makeup, with nurous complex steps. Those who don’t understand might think doing all these for tea is just an unnecessary fuss.
However, tea culture in Huaxia is rich and ancient, serving as a ans to cultivate oneself, similar to calligraphy and Go. In today’s restless society, many might not understand.
With financial freedom, Shang Wanjun pondered such things, akin to middle-aged n developing a passion for fishing.
After half an hour.
Xu Lin finally tasted Shang Wanjun’s tea, a high-quality West Lake Longjing.
The taste was decent.
Xu Lin didn’t drink much tea, so he couldn’t make lateral comparisons.
"This set of skills isn’t easy at all."
Xu Lin couldn’t help but say.
Shang Wanjun smiled, "I’ve been cultivating my mind recently."
"Any achievents?"
"Not yet, but I believe that with persistence, there will be gains. Haste makes waste."
"What about you?"
Shang Wanjun asked him, "You’ve been world-renowned lately, any thoughts?"
"I’ve been chasing after worldly things like ambition and historical legacy, but at least not feeling lost."
"I actually like your dazzling side."
Shang Wanjun’s beautiful eyes sparkled, "Most girls probably like you this way, like the brightest star in the sky. At twenty, you should be this way."
"Staying over tonight?"
She asked.
"Sure."
"Are you busy?"
"Not busy at the mont."
Xu Lin stayed over for the night.
The two chatted and drank tea in the living room, not realizing two hours passed by.
By now, night had fallen.
Xu Lin prepared for a bath.
Shang Wanjun fetched clothes from the wardrobe, including a casual T-shirt, shorts, and underwear specifically prepared for Xu Lin.
After all, Xu Lin occasionally visits.
"Here’s your clothes."
"Thanks."
"Mm."
Xu Lin took a pair of new underwear into the bathroom.
After washing up, Xu Lin went to Shang Wanjun’s room to use the computer.
He habitually checked what movie genre Shang Wanjun had been watching recently.
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