Chapter 414: Chapter 410: Huh? Business Trip

Professor Gu?

Oh~

Such a handsome, suave, wealthy surname, really clashes with a short old man like him, haha~

"So, Professor Gu, can I ask who got me transferred here?"

The instigator, Mr. Gu Sr.: "..."

During this period, he has heard quite a bit about Wen Ran.

Though he feels Wen Ran, this little girl, wouldn’t go as far as to beat up an old man, he also wouldn’t let himself get into trouble without reason.

"Ahem," Mr. Gu Sr. calmly said, "I don’t know much about this matter."

He blatantly lied, "You see, I’m just a simple little old man, my usual work involves using a little brush to brush dirt.

Altering students’ applications, I don’t have that kind of ability."

After washing his hands of involvement, Mr. Gu Sr. turned to persuade Wen Ran, "Actually, our department is quite good.

Though it’s niche, there aren’t many people."

He winked at Wen Ran, hinting subtly, "And you never have to worry about failing a class.

If you do fail, we teachers would surely be more anxious than you."

Wen Ran: "..."

Such a compelling reason, her mood suddenly steadied.

"Alright," Wen Ran’s sharp edge almost disappeared in an instant, "Professor Gu, where should I sit?"

"Well, in my personal opinion, I’d prefer you sit in the first row, so we can communicate better."

Wen Ran nodded, showing a thoughtful expression.

She took her belongings and steadfastly walked to the last row.

Putting down her stuff, she sat down peacefully, "Professor Gu, you can start the class now."

Mr. Gu Sr.: "..."

He took a deep breath, raised his voice, "Don’t you feel we’re really too far apart?

In a room that can accommodate three hundred people, it’s quite difficult with you sitting like this!"

Alright.

Wen Ran felt Mr. Gu Sr.’s words made sense, she reluctantly moved forward two rows.

Eventually, under Mr. Gu Sr.’s strong insistence, she sat in the third row.

"This is it," Wen Ran said firmly, "No matter who it is, there must be a certain distance. Distance creates beauty."

"Alright, alright," Mr. Gu Sr. hoped to impart some knowledge to Wen Ran, and then take her down to a tomb, oh no, an excavation.

"Sit as you wish," Mr. Gu Sr. agreed easily, "Listen carefully to what I say."

"Alright."

After one class, Wen Ran’s impression of Mr. Gu Sr. turned into four neat words.

A flashy fraud.

Just short of writing ’unreliable’ on his face.

Confronting Wen Ran’s suspicious look, Mr. Gu Sr. was somewhat flustered, "Don’t think that what you learned is a bit vague now, but for you, it’s just a beginning.

Like a frog in warm water, you know that?"

It has to come bit by bit. If I give you too much at once, I fear you won’t be able to take it."

"Alright, understood," Wen Ran packed her things, "So, goodbye Professor?"

"Goodbye."

These peaceful days passed just like that for three days.

On the fourth day, Mr. Gu Sr. informed Wen Ran he had to go on a business trip.

In the desert’s hinterlands to the west, an ancient tomb had been found, requiring Professor Gu to take people there quickly.

The other students were already on the way, only Mr. Gu Sr. and Wen Ran still needed to wait a bit.

Frankly, if Jing University weren’t a proper institution, Wen Ran would suspect this was human trafficking.

"Alright," Wen Ran was curious about what archaeology really involved, "I’ll go pack my things."

"Okay," Professor Gu, considerate of it being Wen Ran’s first time traveling far, kindly reminded her: "You have five hours to prepare your things. If your home isn’t far, you can bid farewell to your family in advance, so they won’t worry over the weekend if you don’t return."

In a way, Mr. Gu Sr. seems somewhat reliable.

He was very meticulous with the reminders.

Wen Ran nodded, "Okay, so we’ll meet at the train station?"

"No need," Mr. Gu Sr. waved his hand confidently, "Our school has a vehicle; it’ll take us to the train station.

You just need to be at the school entrance later."

"Great."

If you don’t take advantage, well, you’re a fool.

Wen Ran cheerfully returned home; upon telling Mrs. Xiao she was going on a business trip, Mrs. Xiao felt as if the sky had fallen.

"What?"

Mrs. Xiao looked at Wen Ran in shock, "Why didn’t you mention it earlier? We’re not prepared at all."

"No choice," Wen Ran slurped her noodles, inwardly marveling at Mrs. Xiao’s cooking being better and better.

And this steaming, fragrant noodle, won’t be available on the train.

"The school just received the notice, nothing we can do."

"Oh dear," Mrs. Xiao hurriedly got up, "You eat first, I’ll make you some snacks to take along for the journey."

"Alright," after thinking for a moment, Wen Ran added, "I only have five hours."

"That’s enough, plenty."

Mrs. Xiao was about to get to work, but then turned back to ask, "By the way, how many people are traveling with you?"

"Not sure, but definitely, the professor is going with me."

"Professor?"

Mrs. Xiao’s eyes spun as she inquired, "How old is he?"

"Over fifty?"

Looks about right.

Mrs. Xiao instantly put her mind at ease, yep, then it’s nothing.

"Alright," she was full of enthusiasm, "I know what to do, I’ll make enough for three to fill up."

Her calculations were thorough. If there were two people, they could eat comfortably, full to the brim.

And there’s enough for a little treat.

If there were three people, they’d be full, with nothing left.

In any case, no waste.

"Got it!"

"Do you want buns or meat pies?"

Both are easy to carry.

Wen Ran hesitated a bit, both were delicious when made by Mrs. Xiao.

She didn’t know which to choose, "Any’s fine, mom, I’m not picky."

Mrs. Xiao instantly understood she wanted both.

"Okay!" Mrs. Xiao waved the spatula excitedly, "You eat first, eat till you’re full, put the bowl in the basin, pack your luggage, and leave the rest to mom."

"Sure thing!"

Wen Ran felt so touched by Mrs. Xiao’s attentiveness she was moved to tears.

This feeling was like being married to reliable Mrs. Xiao, and meanwhile, receiving Xiao Chenye as a handsome bonus.

She looked at Mr. Xiao working on carpentry beside her, genuinely remarking, "Dad, marrying mom, is quite a blessing."

Mr. Xiao: "?"

He looked at Wen Ran, feeling she misunderstood something.

Young Mrs. Xiao was best at getting into trouble, not doing these odd tasks.

He wanted to explain but didn’t know where to start, hesitated for a long time.

Mr. Xiao’s gaze became firm, "Hmm, you’re right."

Wen Ran: "?"

Hmm, why does it feel a bit like sarcasm?