The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 962 - 961. Don’t bring that kid over!

A few days later, Tang Shu got some medical cases about Xiangnan from Professor Yu.

It’s hard to say how many cases in there are related to the Gu Insect and how many are just plain common cases; after all, for most doctors, these aren’t easy to distinguish.

"Xiao Feng has a few good friends over in Xiangnan, these are all the collected records of complicated and intractable diseases."

In the fenced courtyard of the faculty residential building, Professor Yu flipped through the data casually as he spoke, truly not understanding how this student in front of him could find the time to research Gu Insects.

Especially since this young lady is so busy that she barely attended any classes in the department.

"Senior Feng helped with this? Then I must thank him properly."

Tang Shu felt that networking was indeed very useful; she did not expect to collect the data on Xiangnan so quickly.

"No need, he’s still happy about the Concentrated Heart Jade Dew Pill you gave him last time. Consider it a preemptive thank-you gift."

"..."

That was clearly meant as a token of gratitude for the postgraduate examination materials he had provided...

Tang Shu felt it was impossible to reason with Professor Yu on this matter, as this old professor has always treasured the Concentrated Heart Jade Dew Pill. The few bottles she gifted at the last gathering almost had holes stared through them by his fiery gaze. frёewebηovel.cѳm

She would bring some to the two elders every once in a while, and since there was no shortage on normal days, why was it so greatly cherished?

Tang Shu had no idea that Old Mr. Yu would subtly show off the "work" from his outstanding student at gatherings with his friends in the circle, quickly accumulating an enormous amount of envy.

Professor Yu handed over the materials without intending to delve deeper, actually, he has been quite busy recently.

"By the way, how is your postgraduate exam material preparation going, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"No, the materials given by the seniors are very complete, and Sister An An even gave me many of her old study notes."

"That’s good to hear, I see you have the energy to tinker with other things... Oh right, I and your teacher both really liked the film ’Typhoon’ you shot. If you don’t want to take the exam, a guaranteed spot for postgraduate recommendation isn’t an issue."

"I plan to try taking the exam."

Tang Shu politely declined his offer.

She was serious about it; she always felt fortunate that by the time she transmigrated, the college entrance exam had already ended, and even her future career had been set, saving her a lot of energy.

Now that she had finally encountered a major life exam, she wanted to give it a try — it was out of an indomitable spirit from deep within her heart.

Professor Yu nodded, acknowledging her decision, and picked up the green watering can to continue his daily caretaking of the precious herbs in the courtyard.

***

In late December, COOL clothing brand launched this year’s women’s winter collection.

When photos of Tang Shu wearing various styles of slim-fit coats in warm colors appeared on advertisements nationwide, pedestrians on the streets of the capital also gradually started wearing thicker coats.

This year’s winter seemed to have arrived a bit earlier. As the last leaves of autumn fell to the ground one after another, the temperature got colder day by day.

"Dad, did you receive the clothes I sent you?"

"Those green coats? I’ve received them, I seem to never have seen this brand before..."

In Tang Village of Yi City, Father Tang was by the fire flipping through a large parcel, his resolute face showing a hint of perplexity. Thanks to his excellent observational skills, he quickly noticed that each piece of clothing was embroidered with a snow lotus leaf.

If one didn’t look closely, they might not notice it was a snow lotus leaf, but who could miss it when the observer dealt with herbs almost daily like Father Tang, whose sharp eyes always contained a trace of fierceness akin to piercing clarity.

So, what new brand was this?

Although he didn’t care much about what he wore, he had never seen a factory logo like this, and it also somehow linked with the image of the snow lotus.

On the other end of the phone, Tang Shu was taken aback, and then she remembered something extra she did while making clothes.

When she originally bought the sewing supplies, there was a skein of pinkish thread that she never used because the color was too bright. It wasn’t until she felt something was missing from the clothes that she impulsively embroidered it on.

This definitely wasn’t intentional.

And don’t ask her why she embroidered a snow lotus; after all, neither Moon-facing Grass nor Full Moon Plant has a hint of pink in their white appearance.

"Dad, I already embroidered the petal small enough, do you think it’s too conspicuous?"

"No, not at all conspicuous, I’m just curious that you can actually embroider, our Tang family has never had a girl who knew how to embroider."

Tang Shu thought of the earth-shattering deeds her grandmother and ancestors of the Tang family had done and fell into a rare silence.

Indeed, it doesn’t quite suit to take up the embroidery needle....

"Ahem, anyway, these clothes are for you. Remember to wear them when you go out, it’s too cold outside the village."

"You know it’s cold? What’s this about coming back in January to shoot a show then?"

"That... for the contribution to our hometown’s cause?"

Speaking of this, Tang Shu really hadn’t expected that her casual suggestion at Starshine Media would actually come true, especially considering that for half of the year, the northern part of the Eastern Country, especially the mountainous north, is in winter.

In this season, the entire mountain is bare, with almost only grey and white colors, hardly a third color. So what exactly can they shoot for a live broadcast to boost local tourism?

Tang Shu deeply feels that she has dug a pit for herself and buried the locals thoroughly — hoping that the provincial station won’t silently curse her to death if tourism doesn’t increase but declines instead.

Father Tang makes no comments about his daughter’s hollow assurances, clearly not very believing.

"Alright, it’s almost time for your exams, isn’t it? You go ahead with your work, and I’ll wear these clothes."

"Sure thing. Do you need anything, Dad? I’ll bring it back home for you when I return."

"I don’t need anything, but I do have one request."

"Go ahead."

"Don’t bring that Jing family kid back with you!"

Tang Shu: "..."

Caught off guard, a feeling called guilt slowly rose from the bottom of her heart.

She had not even revealed the fact that she had a boyfriend yet, so why did it seem like her dad knew everything?

***

"So parents are an entity that makes you question life itself."

Listening to her friend’s worried complaints, the experienced Cheng Ranran summarized it so incisively that it made Tang Shu’s hair stand on end.

"What on earth did you do when you were little to cultivate such a sweeping monk-like philosopher appearance now?"

Cheng Ranran immediately stopped talking, her plump little face puffed up, she snorted, turned her head, and buried herself in a so-called "studying for postgraduate entrance exams" sea of books.

Ye Xiaohui was obviously multitasking as well, quickly listing a bunch of calculation formulas on scratch paper with a sign pen.

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