Chapter 335: Qingqing Naturally Has to Defend Chen Shu

The streetlights remained dim and yellow.

Zhang Suannai had also ridden her motorcycle here today and was just pushing it out from the non-motorized vehicle parking area. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she saw the group leader and the others ahead had already crossed the street. A van drove through the middle of the road, and those few people all turned their heads to look this way.

"..."

Zhang Suannai pushed her bike in silence.

She caught a glimpse of that silly vegetable looking at her too, his expression hiding a hint of mockery.

"..."

Zhang Suannai was silent for a few seconds, then decided to strike back: "What are you looking at? Are we that familiar? Hey, is the person next to you your girlfriend? I can't tell, you look quite ugly, but your girlfriend is actually quite pretty."

She even added some artistic embellishment.

Chen Shu only found it amusing.

At this moment, Ning Qing had already pushed out her mini motorcycle. She glanced at Zhang Suannai with an expressionless face, seemingly somewhat displeased, and said:

"Not ugly."

"?"

Zhang Suannai was stunned, then felt a sour sensation in her heart.

Qingqing was actually defending him like this! When she herself was slandered for having low intelligence, she hadn't stood up to defend her...

But given Qingqing's personality, one would have to be extremely, extremely close to reach this point, right?

Looking at Chen Shu beside her, he was clearly also very surprised, and also felt very...

Felt like crap! Why didn't he feel moved at all?

Chen Shu saw his brows furrowed tightly, glaring at Qingqing: "Are you sick? When she said I looked average, you didn't stand up to clarify, but when she said I looked ugly, you stood up to speak for me. What do you mean by that?"

"..."

Ning Qing lowered her eyelids, glancing at the bike, her tone clear and indifferent: "Are you riding or am I riding?"

"Don't change the subject! I'm asking you!"

"You wouldn't want to hear it."

"Speak! What do you mean?"

"I don't lie."

"You're lying right now!"

Chen Shu couldn't accept this result and turned to Xiaoxiao beside him:

"Xiaoxiao, you tell me!"

"Brother-in-law is the most handsome person in the world!"

"You hear that!"

"She's lying to you."

"I'm not." The little girl's voice was firm. Facing the gaze of the three people and one cat, her expression remained serious, "I don't lie."

"..."

Ning Qing was silent for a few seconds, then said: "People who lie can't taste the flavor of potatoes."

It was this sentence that choked the little girl up.

Facing her brother-in-law's gaze and her sister's threat, she was silent for a long while, and could only raise a hand, pointing at her sister:

"Your personality is terrible!"

"..."

Ning Qing ignored her, only glancing at Chen Shu.

This person looked as if he had suffered a great injury, unable to accept such a fact, and shouted with a face full of grief and indignation: "You've hurt me, pay up!"

"..." Ning Qing couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind, only continuing to look at the small motorcycle, "You ride, and carry me."

"No! You ride!"

"..."

Ning Qing's eyes flickered, but she still climbed onto the motorcycle.

Chen Shu followed and sat on, wrapping his arms around her waist.

The small motorcycle started instantly.

Zhang Suannai beside them also climbed onto her bike. The little girl sat in the back seat, her hands also tightly hugging Zhang Suannai's waist. Her head was tilted toward her brother-in-law and sister, her face pressed against Zhang Suannai's back, staring straight at them, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Buzz..."

The sound of the buzzer.

The small motorcycle slowly drove away.

The night wind suddenly became boisterous, bringing a refreshing coolness in this time approaching late autumn. Chen Shu grabbed the braid that was caught between his chest and Ning Qing's back, threw it to the side, so he could press tightly against Ning Qing's body, holding her tighter and tighter.

Ning Qing pursed her lips tightly, staring at the road ahead, not saying a word.

There was a traffic light ahead.

Ning Qing slowed down and heard the voice of the person behind her: "Qingqing, your waist is so thin and soft, your back is also so soft, it's so comfortable to hold..."

This person really liked to tease her.

And her method of dealing with it was to ignore him.

Consider it compensation for him.

The small motorcycle had just ridden to the intersection when the green light turned on. She continued to ride forward, passing the gate of Ling'an Academy, and headed toward Yujing Academy.

The little girl held Taozi, thinking about something while going upstairs, letting Zhang Suannai chatter away beside her, but she acted as if she couldn't hear.

The stairs were finally climbed.

The little girl had no intention of reaching for the room card, instead glancing sideways with her peripheral vision.

Just like every time she returned to the Dormitory with Sister Zhang Suannai, as they neared the door, Sister Zhang Suannai would eagerly rush forward, fumbling with the room card while shouting things like "Let me open the door," quickly swiping the door open, and then reaching inside to turn on the lights before looking back at her with a beaming smile.

It was as if opening a door and turning on a light was an achievement, making her feel proud and satisfied.

And this door and these lights simply had to be opened by her.

If a mistake ever occurred and things deviated from her expectations—if someone else opened the door or the lights—she could not accept it; she would run to the doorway to close the door and open it again, and the lights would also have to be turned off and back on.

At first, the little girl did not understand this behavior.

Until her sister said to her: "This is called the sensitive period for order; you were like this when you were little too."

That hateful sister, just spouting nonsense.

The little girl's eyes flickered as she thought this, and under Zhang Suannai's beaming gaze, she hugged Taozi and walked through the Dormitory door with an expressionless face; not knowing what she suddenly thought of, she stopped in her tracks, turned around, and said:

"Well done."

"!?"

Seeing Sister Zhang Suannai's features instantly relax, her whole being radiating a sense of Joy from the inside out, she could not help but fall silent.

Sure enough...

Sure enough, she was very proud...

The little girl felt even more baffled.

Half an hour later, she had finished her shower, put on a little bear pajama set, sat on the sofa, and pulled out her Mobile Phone to check her savings balance—

The school regularly deposited money into the campus card, enough for living expenses at school, and since she was not a person who loved to spend money and had few places to spend it, she had saved most of her lucky money from childhood to now, which was a not-insignificant sum that she hadn't really touched. When she agreed to enter Ling'an Academy, the school had also given her a large sum of money.

This year for the New Year, she followed the same strategy as the previous two years, shamelessly following her father to pay New Year calls and receiving many large red envelopes.

Anyway, her father didn't like her, and she didn't like her father, so it didn't matter if she annoyed him a little more.

Oh right, this year she also received a red envelope from her brother-in-law's grandmother.

The biggest expense this year was signing up for driving school, but the money for driving school was earned through her own hard work from her sister, so she didn't use her savings.

Now she also had another source of income—

Research projects at the academy.

Because the country and the school placed great importance on "Artificial Life Technology," there were many research projects she could participate in, large and small, with exceptionally sufficient funding. Basically, every classmate in the class participated in some projects; some were just slacking off, while others were very capable and could earn money.

Xiaoxiao was very capable.

After checking her savings, she felt more confident and began searching for motorcycle prices online.

About an hour later, there was movement outside the door; unsurprisingly, Sister Zhang Suannai had gone to open the door in advance. When her sister returned, she circled around her, asking questions left and right, wanting to find out what she and her brother-in-law had been doing for so long.

Boring woman.

The little girl didn't care about these things and continued looking at motorcycles.

Power, range, acceleration...

Looking at it gave her a bit of a headache.

And the most important thing, the seat height.

The Imperial Exchange Meeting had ended.

The overseas geniuses departed one by one, carrying the full harvest from their trip to the Forbidden Land, carrying a record of defeat, carrying a Fear syndrome regarding Zhang Suannai, and carrying the rumors of a Spirit Sect disciple powerfully defeating Zhang Suannai a few months ago.

Chen Shu also returned to his quiet campus life.

Usually, he would attend classes, and when he had no classes, he would scroll through short videos, read miscellaneous books and history books, study the Spirit Sect's Spell, and chat in group chats. On weekends, he would sometimes go to the small courtyard to cook and hang out, sometimes take Qingqing and Xiaoxiao to see a movie, and sometimes curl up in the Dormitory to play games, feeling the beauty of the ordinary and the plain.

Daily Cultivation could not be forgotten.

Brother Jiang was always absent from the Dormitory recently.

Chen Shu also knew what he was doing—

First, having fused with the Founding Spiritual Power, he needed to digest and master it; in this regard, both the school and the Imperial Family provided him with help.

Second, he was cooperating with the country and the military on research.

As the first person to break the shackles of a Martial Artist, his existence held great significance for Martial Artists all over the world. Although the Founding Spiritual Power could not be replicated, the perfected Three Origins Method was still considered to have been verified through him. Thus, he worked hard to cooperate with the big shots in relevant fields; if they needed to draw blood, he let them draw blood; if they needed to draw Spirit, he let them draw Spirit; if they needed to extract body tissue, he let them extract skin tissue; and he answered questions earnestly. Sometimes, when he returned to the Dormitory, he still had to write reports in his head.

Brother Jiang was someone who had been caught in the rain, so he knew how many Martial Artists in the world were unwilling to remain at the Intermediate Stage.

So this was his own initiative.

Not only did he have no resistance to "cooperating with research," but he was actually very expectant of it; every time the research made progress, he felt Joy for it.

Time reached September.

Chen Shu received a message in the class group.

It was the internship arrangement sent by the class assistant.

By the fourth year, most majors needed to participate in internships, and the academy had arranged two internships for them, respectively in this semester and the next semester.

This semester was to go to Qingshan Ridge for training; the academy had applied for a temporary hunting permit for Sword pigs to hunt them, under the pretext of limiting the number of Sword pigs.

After all, it was the Spirit Cultivator class of the Ancient Cultivation Department.

The next semester, they would go to an institution to see how professionals developed Spells and learn the specific procedures.

The time and itinerary had already been released.

The class group became extremely lively all of a sudden.

Wang Weixin: Feels a bit exciting, wow.

Jiang Youyu: There will be a supervising teacher, right?

Guan Bingxiang: I heard from senior brothers of previous years that the supervising teacher won't participate too much, but Qingshan Ridge is still relatively safe.

Song Rentou: Senior Brother Chen is a frequent visitor to Qingshan Ridge; let's ask Senior Brother Chen.

Zhong Miao: Big shot, protect me @Chen Shu

Chen Shu grinned.

He had already effectively completed an internship when he went to the Forbidden Land previously, so he was not participating in this one.

Chen Shu: I'm not going.

Chen Shu: Don't worry, the Sword Pig is only at the level of a Four-stage Martial Artist. With Junior Sister Guan and Junior Brother Song in the class who are both Fourth Stage, plus the teacher, it's very secure.

After Chen Shu finished sending the message, he specifically scrolled up to check their internship duration.

Two weeks.

It's that long?

Joy welled up in his heart.

This meant he would have a two-week vacation.

Such great news naturally had to be shared with the person he liked most.

Chen Shu immediately took out his Mobile Phone.

Chen Shu: Haha, our class has started going out for their internship. I don't have to go, which is basically a half-month vacation. Just tell me, are you envious?

He received a reply immediately.

Ning Qing: Congratulations.

Ning Qing: I have started to experience "Heavy Sorrow".

Chen Shu blinked his eyes.