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Chapter 709 Winter, Night, Outside the Car Window

In the CEO's office lounge.

Lingling lay exhausted on the soft sheets, her white back undulating slightly, her hair damp with sweat that clung to her neck and cheeks.

A strong sense of satisfaction welled up in Tang Song's heart.

Just then, several crisp system notification sounds suddenly rang in his ears:

"Ding! The durability of the [Magic Little Umbrella] has reached 0."

"Ding! Little Umbrella has issued a special mission: [The Warm Man's Special Training]. Please go to the [Mission Center] to check it out."

Tang Song was slightly taken aback.

I've been using it a lot lately, especially after returning to Yancheng, because I have so many wings.

The durability is almost gone again.

I wonder what kind of bizarre tasks Little Umbrella will issue this time.

After all, the previous two times were pretty messed up.

A chaotic Qixi Festival, and a hilarious trio's car accident.

Tang Song sat down next to Lingling and gently touched the junior schoolmate's red and swollen skin.

Open the system interface.

Go to the [Task Center] to view the details of special tasks.

[Special Mission: The Warm-Hearted Man's Special Training]

[Task Description: The little umbrella, who has been fighting on the "front line" for a long time, feels physically and mentally exhausted and hopes to receive more care and a little bit of fun.]

Please complete the following two challenges—

Challenge 1: Force your "adopted sister" Lele to stay overnight in Yanjingtian City, and you must have her "mentor" Jiang Pangpang come to "redeem" her personally after 3 pm the next day.

Challenge 2: Reversal of Roles. Change the master-apprentice dynamic, making Lele Fatty's "mentor" and guiding him through a week-long "self-discipline weight loss training" program. During this time, you and Lele need to strictly supervise and discipline Fatty (verbal or physical), forbidding him from slacking off or sneaking any desserts.

[Quest Reward: Durability +30]

[Note 1: The more weight the chubby character loses, the higher the durability bonus. Exceeding the mission objective will grant an additional "Maximum Stamina" bonus.]

[Note 2: According to the latest news that Little Umbrella overheard from the secretary (Kim Mi-so), Fatty will become your third assistant, but she will need your guidance before she starts working.]

[Note 3: Little Umbrella (≧▽≦)o is laughing so hard she's rolling on the ground!]

……

Looking at this mischievous task and the name "Jiang Pangpang," Tang Song's lips twitched involuntarily.

This refers to...Professor Jiang?

Isn't it?

Little Umbrella, you bastard, you're too greedy!
She's just a bit plump, so why are you giving her such an insulting nickname?

Fatty Jiang… Fatty Jiang…

"puff--"

Tang Song couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“Senior…” Lingling turned her head and accused him with a blushing face: “You’re so bad… and you’re still laughing… it’s all because you hit me.”

"Uh..." Tang Song quickly suppressed his laughter, "I wasn't laughing at you."

Yao Lingling reached out and patted him, then buried her head in the pillow.

Feeling the burning pain in my back, my mind was in complete disarray.

I wonder who he learned this from, how could he be so mean...

It's only because her buttocks are big and thick enough; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to work in the afternoon because it would definitely hurt if she sat down.

I comforted the younger female student.

Tang Song shifted his attention back to the system light screen.

To be fair, the Magical Little Umbrella is a very useful item, even indispensable.

The task must be completed.

However, to his surprise, Secretary Kim arranged for Jiang Yourong to become his assistant.

In a flash, he understood the deeper meaning.

It's probably to place someone within the [Xuanji Light Realm] who is technically one of their own.

Although Jiang Yourong is laid-back and lazy, she is, after all, a genuine PhD in computer artificial intelligence and an associate professor at a university, with an extremely solid theoretical foundation.

In addition, she has experience working as an assistant at Smile Holdings, so her overall quality and ability are beyond doubt.

He is a very ideal candidate for a technical assistant.

He hadn't thought of it before, purely because Jiang Yourong's identity as a university professor was too special.

Thinking of Jiang Yourong's soft body and round face...

Tang Song felt a little strange.

Indeed, Professor Jiang's figure falls into the standard "slightly overweight" category, and coupled with her lazy nature of not watching her diet and not exercising, she will only get fatter in the future.

Helping her "manage" her figure is probably a good thing for her, right?
This mission... is just too embarrassing!

She even wanted Lele to help her "supervise" and "teach" her incredibly respected mentor.

Little umbrella! You're really up to no good!
This is absolutely not what I want to see! Absolutely not!

O(∩_∩)O haha~
Tang Song picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and excitedly sent a message to Qian Lele: "Little sister, remember to let me know in advance when you leave school tonight."

……

Meanwhile, at Yancheng Normal University, in the laboratory.

Qian Lele sat in front of the computer in the corner, equipped with the latest graphics card, wearing headphones, and studying AI-related knowledge with utmost concentration.

Since officially joining Professor Jiang's team and starting to work on the preliminary data labeling work for the "AI Intelligent Quality Control Laboratory" of [Yuntong Zhicui], she has become completely fascinated by this new field full of infinite possibilities.

She used all her spare time to search for information and watch instructional videos.

In addition, there was Teacher Jiang's meticulous guidance.

From Python's basic syntax to the TensorFlow deep learning framework, and then to the latest computer vision algorithms…

She was like a dried-up sponge, diligently absorbing every drop of knowledge.

"Buzzing—"

The vibration of her phone interrupted her concentration.

Upon seeing that familiar profile picture on the screen, the seriousness on her face instantly melted away, replaced by a genuine, radiant smile.

[Brother: "Little sister, remember to let me know before you leave school tonight."]

Qian Lele immediately replied, "Okay, I will leave on time."

Then, she checked the time.

I packed my things, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and hurried toward the teaching building.

This afternoon, she has two important professional classes.

Now that she has a fixed "base" in the laboratory, she no longer needs to painstakingly search for study rooms like before.

That dedicated workstation has become her new home on campus, where all her books and school supplies are kept.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the first class.

While discussing the homework assigned by the teacher with her classmate, Qian Lele picked up her phone.

I then noticed there was an unread WeChat message.

[Xiao Jing: "Lele~ It's Friday today! I've arranged to go to TC Spa with Qianqian tonight. They said they just got a new batch of body masks, and they're amazing. Do you want to come along?"]

Upon seeing the message, Qian Lele quickly typed a reply: "Oh, I'm so sorry, Sister Xiaojing, I have something very important to do tonight."

[Xiaojing: "Okay then, that's a pity. I'll come to visit you at school next time, you can't refuse!"]

Qian Lele: "Okay, thank you for your concern, Sister Xiaojing."

After replying to the message, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This Miss Jing is so incredibly enthusiastic.

After we got to know each other, I often chatted with her, which put a lot of pressure on her.

After parting ways with her classmates, Qian Lele returned to the quiet laboratory.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Teacher Jiang sitting in the innermost seat.

She was holding an extra-large cup of full-sugar bubble tea, with "Chocolate" and "Oreo" packaging bags next to her.

Qian Lele clearly remembers that after she finished the afternoon tea she brought yesterday, Teacher Jiang gave her a very serious "criticism".

I told myself I absolutely shouldn't bring her any more afternoon tea, and that she needed to seriously lose weight.

That stern tone made Qian Lele, who had always respected her teachers immensely, feel guilty for a long time.

this--

Qian Lele first quietly greeted the senior students in the lab before tiptoeing to her workstation.

"Good afternoon, Teacher Jiang."

Upon seeing Qian Lele walk in, Jiang Yourong's face flashed with embarrassment, and she subconsciously hid her milk tea cup to the side.

He explained, "Ahem... These are some snacks that Shanshan and the others bought for me. I didn't really want to eat them, but I was afraid of hurting their feelings, so... hehe..."

Seeing her mentor's adorable, clueless expression, Qian Lele suppressed a laugh and nodded vigorously.

He flattered her with utmost sincerity, saying, "I understand, Teacher Jiang! You're just too soft-hearted and gentle, and you're too embarrassed to refuse the students' kindness."

She is just kind and innocent, but her emotional intelligence and mental maturity are by no means low.

Naturally, they understand their mentor's current situation and know what to say at this time to be the most "pleasant to hear".

This thoughtful "step" brought a relieved smile to Jiang Yourong's face.

"Sit down, Lele. The question you asked me on WeChat before, about the application of convolutional neural networks (CNN) in image recognition, was a very good idea. Now that we have some time, I'll explain it to you in more detail."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Jiang."

Qian Lele's eyes lit up instantly, and she immediately moved a chair over and sat down next to the teacher, listening intently like a diligent and studious elementary school student.

……

After spending more than half an hour in the lab and finishing her last class in the afternoon, Qian Lele ran back to her dormitory like a bird returning to its nest.

She rummaged through the deepest part of her closet and pulled out the new outfit she had bought on sale last month—

A beige duffle coat and a gray plaid pleated skirt.

She carefully applied a layer of BB cream to her face and then put on the rosy bean paste lipstick that Qianqian had given her, which made her complexion look great.

Looking at the transformed Cinderella in the mirror, her cheeks flushed.

I glanced at the time; it was already past five.

It was already pitch black outside the window.

Qian Lele carefully placed the wrapped scarf into her canvas tote bag and quickly walked out of the dormitory building.

A passionate heart rushed into the biting cold wind of the winter night.

The hem of her skirt swayed slightly.

The light from the streetlamp fell on her face, and the dusty rose lipstick made her look both nervous and radiant.

She jogged all the way to the bus stop.

The wind was cold, and my breath was filled with white mist.

But her palms were slightly sweaty.

5 points.

The No. 31 bus, which she knew all too well, came into view from the night, its warm lights shining.

"drop--"

She followed the evening rush hour crowd, swiped her card, and boarded the bus.

Because it was Friday night, the bus was crowded, and the air was filled with the smells of heating and various other odors.

She found a small corner to stand in and held onto the cool overhead handrail.

She looked down and sent him a WeChat message: "Brother, I'm on the bus now."

I didn't receive a reply immediately.

But she wasn't anxious; she just smiled and looked out the window.

Neon lights flowed across the glass like a dream.

With each passing streetlight, her heart skipped a beat.

South of Shida Road, south of Tiyu Street... east of Wanda Plaza...

Station after station...

The familiar station name echoed in my ears, then gradually faded into the distance.

She had seen the name of each station on the map countless times.

I've taken this bus alone to the entrance of that neighborhood several times, but I've never had the courage to actually go inside.

The carriage was very noisy.

The sounds of car horns, the laughter of young students, the hushed conversations of passengers, and the looping announcements at the stations...

The sounds rising and falling create the most authentic background noise of the city night.

But in her world...

All the noise was automatically filtered out, leaving only the warm and cheerful background music.

My heart is beating fast and hard; I'm so excited.

Brother, will he like my outfit today?
What should I say to him when we meet later?

Countless fragmented thoughts, filled with girlish sentiments, twinkled in her mind like stars in the sky.

At the third-to-last stop, the flow of people in the carriages began to loosen.

With each stop and start, she subtly moved a short distance closer to the back door, following the gaps in the crowd.

The movements were gentle and polite.

Make sure it doesn't affect people who want to get off the bus.

The bus moved slowly, stopping and starting, through the crowded city center on a winter night.

She looked up and gazed out the window.

Skyscrapers stand like a forest, neon lights flow like a river.

The giant LED screen changes light and shadow, and the car lights converge into a warm yet distant golden river.

"Next stop - Yanjingtian City".

A familiar female voice rang out in the carriage.

Qian Lele had unknowingly arrived at the back door.

Clear, bright eyes reflected the familiar outline of the neighborhood outside the window.

She leaned slightly forward, trying to see more clearly through the car window.

The No. 31 bus, with its turn signal on, slowly drove off the main road and approached the bus stop on the side of the road.

Qian Lele's gaze froze.

A tall, slender figure stood quietly in the relatively bright area under the bus stop not far ahead.

The dim yellow light of the streetlights gently outlined his clear features.

He was wearing a dark, long coat, over which appeared to be a light-colored turtleneck sweater.

With his hands casually in his coat pockets, he tilted his head slightly back, calmly watching the slowly approaching bus.

His gentle demeanor contrasted sharply with the hurried passersby and noisy environment around him, as if he were surrounded by a soft-focus filter.

Time suddenly slowed down.

The world outside the window blurred into light and shadow.

Winter night, outside the car window, a bus stop where the cold wind howls.

He seemed to see her too, and a clear smile appeared on his face.

The hand that was in his pocket reached out and waved vigorously in her direction.

(End of this chapter)