Chapter 52: Flew Away Without Warning
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Wang Xiaofeng happened to come over to look for Zhang Xinglong, and saw that Zhang Xinglong and the others had walked over, their expressions still somewhat furtive. Especially what made her angry was that Zhang Xinglong, who usually treated her like a treasure, this time actually only paid attention to whispering with several boys, and didn't even notice her.
A woman's sixth sense told her that Zhang Xinglong and his group must have a problem.
Wang Xiaofeng rushed forward a few steps and shouted loudly, "Halt! What are you people doing?"
"Go see the beautiful woman."
A boy was startled and the truth slipped out of his mouth. Zhang Xinglong was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his mouth, but it was too late.
Wang Xiaofeng's face changed, and her hand directly pinched the soft flesh around Zhang Xinglong's waist. "Admiring beauties? Zhang Xinglong, you scoundrel, how big is your lust? How did you talk to me back then?"
Several boys saw Wang Xiaofeng wanting to tame her husband, and they didn't dare stay any longer. They made excuses that they had something to do, hugged their basketballs, and scurried away.
Wang Xiaofeng was well-versed in the art of taming her husband, and as soon as she turned red-eyed, tears began to fall.
Zhang Xinglong was suddenly busy, coaxing and persuading Wang Xiaofeng to the small garden.
Huaxia Agricultural University has several small gardens, this one is not the same as the one Sun Zesheng went to. It is adjacent to the faculty and staff activity center, with a relatively large garden area. Many students at Huaxia Agricultural University are used to coming here to talk about love.
To stop Wang Xiaofeng from crying, Zhang Xinglong had no choice but to tell her everything that had happened from start to finish.
When she learned that Zhang Xinglong's "big beauty" Zhang Li was looking for Sun Zesheng, Wang Xiaofeng stopped crying and also showed a surprised expression.
They didn't know that not far from them, Yin Xian'er was also resting in this small garden. She had just finished talking to her mother on the phone and heard Wang Xiaofeng and Zhang Xinglong's conversation clearly.
Yin Xian'er slightly furrowed her delicate eyebrows, and a hint of inexplicable expression flashed in her bright and charming eyes.
Sun Zesheng saw Zhang Li off and then saw the promotional page of the foreign language speech contest posted on the bulletin board at the school gate. Counting down with his fingers, there were only a few days left before the selection within the school. Even if he had Tianji Xing 3000 as his assistant, he couldn't prepare nothing at all. He had to draft a manuscript and read it several times.
On one hand, there's a familiar process; on the other hand, just in case someone wants to take a look, there's always something to cover it up.
Sun Zesheng returned to his dormitory, found a piece of paper and a pen, and started writing.
In this life, under the influence of physical condition reflexes, his handwriting is even more inclined towards Sun Zesheng's handwriting. Sun Zesheng's handwriting is still passable, but not good either.
In his previous life, the doctoral student's handwriting was still good. When he was in graduate school, people said that if you wrote well on exams, teachers would give you high scores. In order to leave a good impression on the teacher who graded papers, he had worked hard and practiced for a long time.
Of course, the handwriting is biased towards Sun Zesheng. For a reborn doctor, it's also an advantage that can avoid a lot of trouble. At least his parents and others who are used to Sun Zesheng's handwriting won't suspect that he's someone else.
However, Sun Zesheng still hopes that in this life, he can gradually adjust his writing to the level of his previous life. At least, it will look comfortable. As long as there is this adjustment process, even if someone wants to find some clues from his handwriting, they will also face a situation where they don't know where to start.
Sun Zesheng had a high level of proficiency in foreign languages even before he was born. He worked hard on this aspect purely for the convenience of academic research. He needed to assist his supervisor in writing "A History of Modern Science and Technology in the World", which required consulting a large amount of materials, not just those written in Chinese but also involving multiple languages. If he could master several more languages, it would save him a lot of time.
In this life, Sun Zesheng's soul is the soul of the previous life, perfectly inheriting all the memories and wisdom of the doctor, as well as the assistance of Tianji Star 3000. Writing a few drafts of foreign language speeches is really easy.
To prevent the current language from deviating from that of 150 years ago, Sun Zesheng had Tianji Star 3000 log onto the internet to find some foreign language teaching websites, identify their differences, and then made necessary modifications to his prepared speech.
Then Sun Zesheng copied out several drafts of speeches.
After the manuscript was ready, it was almost noon. Sun Zesheng picked up the manuscript and casually threw it on the bed. He took his meal card and was about to go out when Zhang Xinglong and Wang Xiaofeng returned together.
Two people held hands, with a close and intimate expression. Wang Xiaofeng made Zhang Xinglong laugh so hard that his face lit up, apparently because the storm stirred up by Zhang Li had dissipated into thin air.
"What's Sun Zesheng going to do?" Zhang Xinglong asked.
"Go eat. I won't let you all go together, I'm not going to be a light bulb for you." Sun Zesheng smiled and teased Zhang Xinglong and the others, then hastily left, he was really a bit hungry at this time.
Zhang Xinglong entered the dormitory, took out his meal card, and then pulled Wang Xiaofeng's hand, leaving the dormitory.
The two of them walked down to the dormitory when Zhang Xinglong suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to lock the door. "Oh no, I forgot to lock the door."
"Then go back and lock the dormitory door, don't get robbed." Wang Xiaofeng said.
Zhang Xinglong shook his head, "Forget it, there's no such thing. My mobile phone is with me all the time, and there's nothing valuable in the dormitory. What can a thief steal? Besides, when I came down just now, I saw that the opposite door and the next dormitory had people, unless the thief has eaten leopard gallbladder, otherwise he won't come to our dormitory to steal things."
Wang Xiaofeng didn't insist either, and the two of them continued holding hands as they walked towards the cafeteria.
In the dormitory, the windows and doors were all open, the weather was too hot, so it could be ventilated, a bit cooler, a gentle breeze blew in, blowing Sun Zesheng's speech on the bed to the ground.
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Sun Zesheng was eating in the cafeteria when he suddenly remembered that there were some inappropriate places in his speech, and he planned to go back and modify the speech again.
But when he returned to his dormitory, he found that the door of the dormitory was open and several copies of the speech on the bed had disappeared.
Everything he put on the bed is there, but the speech manuscript is gone.
Sun Zesheng clearly remembered putting it on the bed, so he started searching around in his dormitory. On the bed, under the bed, under the desk, between the bed and the wall, including the entrance of the dormitory and both sides, wherever he could think of, he searched thoroughly.
Nothing.
Sun Zesheng shook his head, and had to take out paper and pen again to rewrite it. With Tianji Xing 3000 by his side, the draft he wrote this time was almost identical to the one he left in his dormitory, with only a few minor changes made to the parts he thought were flawed.
When he had written halfway through, Zhang Xinglong came back.
"Hey, boss, have you seen those English speech drafts I put on the bed?" Sun Zesheng asked.
"What speech draft? I haven't seen it yet." Zhang Xinglong said.
