Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 75 - 0 What subject did you say you were studying 1
Chapter 75: 075 What subject did you say you were studying? [1 more]
Chapter 75: 075 What subject did you say you were studying? [1 more]
Just wait a bit longer, and he would mooch another meal off her.
He had traveled miles to get to Jiangcheng, so it wouldn’t be too much for her to treat him to a meal, right?
Professor Yuwen was even more joyful.
On the other side, at the instruction of the No.7 Middle School Principal, the principal’s assistant hurried to the second-year Class 1 during class time.
“The principal is looking for you?” Su Xueqing was surprised, “Why at this time?”
“Not sure, let’s go and see,” Ye Wanlan stood up and followed the principal’s assistant out.
This scene was witnessed by several people from the opposite Class 2.
Sheng Song’s foot was still bandaged, his gaze heavy and ominously malicious.
He didn’t know who had battered him that night, not even the Sheng Family could find out.
But Ye Wanlan, he would never let her go.
He needed to devise a good plan to completely eliminate the trouble that was Ye Wanlan, for Sheng Yunyi.
“She’s gone to the principal’s office again,” Xue Yiwei shook her head with an unhideable sneer, “Really, I don’t know what she’s always doing there.”
Even her and Su Xubai weren’t clinging to the principal every day.
Su Xubai, engrossed in solving a difficult physics competition problem, simply responded indifferently, “Why bother about her?”
“Both of us entered this school through our grades, not family background,” Xue Yiwei said through clenched teeth, “But what about her? She relies on men, and not just one.”
Her pride and self-esteem made her disdain to associate with someone like Ye Wanlan.
Su Xubai didn’t say anything, his eyes and brows cooled.
He didn’t care about Ye Wanlan; after all, she could at most throw her weight around in the Jiangcheng area. Most people couldn’t squeeze into the circles of Yunjing.
And after graduation, both he and Xue Yiwei would return to Yunjing. It was pointless to waste time on irrelevant people here.
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After escorting Ye Wanlan to the door of the principal’s office, the principal’s assistant left. Ye Wanlan knocked on the door.
Before the No.7 Middle School Principal had a chance to speak, she saw Professor Yuwen, who had been composed a second before, shoot up like a fired bullet and rush to the door: “She’s here!”
The door opened.
The girl wore the short-sleeved trousers uniform of No.7 Middle School, her hair pinned up by a stick, revealing a fair neck, without any excessive decorations, like an iris quietly blooming.
For a moment, Professor Yuwen thought his vision had tricked him.
Such a magnificent visage, he thought he had encountered a female celebrity from the entertainment industry.
No, not even the entertainment industry had such a calm demeanor with an edge of sharpness—it was rare even among the elites of Yunjing.
“It’s you,” Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, not surprised at the first meeting with Professor Yuwen, “Didn’t we agree not to meet at school, but to have dinner together later?”
Professor Yuwen snapped back to reality, “I was worried! What if I didn’t come and you disappeared in the blink of an eye?”
“A living person, how could she disappear,” Ye Wanlan closed the door, “Professor, let me formally introduce myself, Ye Wanlan, the ‘Ye’ of night, the ‘Wanlan’ of restoring order from chaos.”
“Great name!” Professor Yuwen exclaimed, “Indeed, only you are worthy of such a name.”
Ye Wanlan remained calm, “Professor, there’s no need for you to flatter me with such excitement.”
Professor Yuwen touched his head, “I’m just too excited, did I interrupt your class?”
“Mm, I was having history class just now,” Ye Wanlan said, “But it’s okay, I got a full score on the test we were discussing.”
At that moment, Professor Yuwen felt something was off.
Second-year students should have already chosen their specializations; how come she was studying history?
Seeing his hesitation, Ye Wanlan succinctly said, “Indeed, I forgot to inform you, I chose history.”
Professor Yuwen’s smile froze, “…”
It took him a full three minutes to regain his voice, trembling, with disbelief and a hint of hope, “You said, what subject are you studying?”
He must have heard wrong.
Yes, he had heard wrong!
“History.”
“Bang!”
Professor Yuwen’s head thudded against the back of the chair.
Since he hadn’t heard wrong, he chose to faint to escape reality.
“Professor Yuwen!” the No.7 Middle School Principal was shocked and hurriedly supported his shoulders, “Pull yourself together! Come on, Professor!”
“How can I pull myself together?” Professor Yuwen angrily swatted away the hands of the No.7 Middle School Principal, “I’ve been waiting for four years and finally got back in touch with her, and now you’re telling me she went off to study arts!”
The No.7 Middle School Principal scratched his head, “Actually, it’s not just arts, look, biology and chemistry are sciences.”
That made Professor Yuwen angrier, and he bellowed, “What about physics? Are you looking down on physics?”
The No.7 Middle School Principal chose to keep his mouth shut.
He now agreed with the history department head’s words, that all physicists are mad, the only difference being whether one was slightly mad or completely mad.
“Professor, calm down a bit,” Ye Wanlan spoke soothingly. “Studying history is my obsession, but I will help with whatever you need.”
Professor Yuwen was still reeling from the grievous blow, heartbroken: “Physics is so cute, beautiful, and endlessly charming, how can anyone not like physics?”
Ye Wanlan pressed her temples: “Professor, let’s go outside to talk.”
The No.7 Middle School Principal had initially wanted to chat more with Professor Yuwen but, after witnessing the other’s madness, opted to tactfully withdraw and promptly opened the door.
The two of them went out.
“Ah…” Professor Yuwen lamented, “Why do you study history, chemistry, and biology? To become a tomb raider? You should be studying physics, then in a year, you could follow me to Global Center to participate in discussions.”
Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: “I will visit the Global Center.”
“Alright, I’ll act normal,” Professor Yuwen regained his composure in a second. “What’s been going on with you these four years? You didn’t really forget about me, did you?”
“Not at all,” Ye Wanlan was silent for three seconds before responding, “An unexpected and unavoidable situation arose.”
Professor Yuwen was startled: “Even you…”
“I’ve made it through, I’m fine now,” Ye Wanlan smiled. “Blessings often come in disguise. The good news is I’ve learned a lot of new things.”
As long as it could contribute to Shenzhou, the pain of the past was worthless.
Professor Yuwen patted her shoulder: “Whenever you want to talk to me about it, you can tell me all about it.”
They chatted a bit more before the end-of-class bell rang.
Ye Wanlan checked the time and headed for the comprehensive building.
Professor Yuwen quickly followed.
Ye Wanlan sighed: “I’m off to take a mental consultation class, what will it look like with you following?”
“You’ll definitely need to eat after your class; I might as well join you for a meal,” Professor Yuwen argued with confidence. “Is there an issue? No, there isn’t.”
The logic of those who study physics has always been very clear!
Ye Wanlan: “Then let’s have lunch first.”
“That’s more like it!” Professor Yuwen emphasized forcefully. “I think you’re very healthy. Your body, mental state, and your knowledge are all healthy. You really don’t need to take mental consultation classes.”
Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow: “Mm, I’ll invite my friend to join us for lunch.”
Professor Yuwen felt a pang of disappointment: “Isn’t it supposed to be just the two of us? No, I mean a time for just the two of us to discuss matters…”
Arriving at the door to the mental consultation class, Ye Wanlan knocked and the door opened in response.
The next second, their eyes met.
There was a moment of silence in the air.
Rong Yu began to doubt his life choices, why would he encounter Professor Yuwen Ming Bo, this physics-crazed madman, here of all places?
Professor Yuwen was also silent, how could he encounter the Rong Family’s foolish egg here in the desolate outskirts of Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School?
“You know each other?” Ye Wanlan quickly picked up on the awkwardness between the two. “Good, it won’t be awkward to have lunch together.”
Professor Yuwen snorted: “Know him? I held him when he was born.”
Although he was a physicist, he didn’t completely shun metaphysics. Metaphysics even had a more professional name—Supernatural Studies.
The saying that the end of science is metaphysics is somewhat exaggerated, but what science can explain is called science, and what it cannot explain is the unknown, which may eventually be clarified.
“Uncle Yuwen, I really didn’t expect to see you here, and even less that you knew Student Ye,” said Rong Yu. “But I thought you were still at the Global Center for a business trip. How come you’re back so soon?”
Professor Yuwen sighed: “Little Rong, I had to rush back for some matters; let’s first…”
“Don’t stand on ceremony with me, Uncle Yuwen. I’ll make sure to arrange a great meal for you,” said Rong Yu with enthusiasm. “And about my grandfather…”
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“Rong Yu!” Professor Yuwen finally exploded in anger. “Can you let an old man eat first before you speak? I’m starving after just getting off the plane! Do you want to starve me to death so you can inherit my papers?”
Rong Yu: “…”
Yan Tingfeng emerged from behind him: “Senior Yuwen, I’ve booked the restaurant. Let’s go together.”
“Why are you here too?” Professor Yuwen was alarmed. “Did you also come to Jiangcheng to join in his nonsense?”
Rong Yu thought to himself that he was actually the one who had been dragged here!
“Let’s go eat first, we can talk about anything else later.” Professor Yuwen dashed out of the building at the speed of a sprinter.
During lunchtime, some students went to the cafeteria, others went off campus.
Xue Yiwei and Su Xubai walked side by side when her gaze suddenly fixed on something: “Xubai, isn’t that…”
“What is it?” Su Xubai turned back indifferently.
