Age: My Small World

Chapter 365

Coincidentally, the third class in the afternoon was phonology.

The students met Professor Wei, whom they had been looking forward to for the whole morning. He didn't look tall and was thin, but he had an inexplicable sense of approachability.

He spoke in a soft voice, but every word could be heard clearly, giving people a feeling of not needing to go home in the slanting wind and drizzle.

There are three large classes, and each class basically lasts for one hour.

Similarly, during this period, everyone also met another class of classical literature. After all, large classes need to be taught together, and the teacher does not have so much time to teach separately.

Compared with Class 1, the proportion of girls in Class 2 is significantly lower. Among the 22 students, only eight are girls.

Yang Jun felt that he should go to Class 2. He looked at the envious eyes of the boys in Class 2 and felt helpless. There was nothing good about having too many girls in the class.

What made him even more frustrated was that he couldn't find any trace of the spy.

The road from an ordinary student to a skilled worker in an institution is too long, and it is even difficult to find a clue. It has to be said that people in this industry are also the elite among the elites.

He suddenly remembered the group of idiots he wanted to ambush at the station last time. Compared with the real lurkers, they were quite different.

Zhu Yong made an appointment with Yang Jun to meet for the third time, but he didn't know what to do this time.

Still walking to the library, Yang Jun saw Zhu Yong sitting inside reading a book and nodded.

Then, he handed something over.

Yang Jun put it away with confusion, then glanced at Zhu Yong.

Zhu Yong gestured, and the two of them went out the back door together.

In a quiet alley.

"Director, what is this?"

"All the clues our people have found at Jingcheng University over the years are recorded in it. It should be of some help to you."

Yang Jun suddenly realized that it was the work of a predecessor.

Zhu Yong said seriously, "But even with this intelligence, you can't let your guard down. Your opponents are incredibly cunning and cruel. They might kill at any time to avoid exposing themselves. You must be careful."

After all, he was just a newly recruited student, so Zhu Yong was naturally a little worried about Yang Jun.

"Okay, I'll pay attention." Yang Jun was naturally concerned about his own safety.

"By the way, you can arrange time for training now. When you are free, I will arrange for someone to teach you."

He pondered for a moment and said, "How about this Sunday? I happen to be free."

"Okay, then you will be at this address on time at nine o'clock that morning."

He wrote the address on Yang Jun's hand but didn't say it out loud.

The two met in a hurry, like reading a mindless book, which disappeared in an instant.

"Since I'm here, let's go see Master."

This place is not far from Kaimen Lane where Mr. Hu is located, and it only takes five or six minutes to get there by bike.

On the way, he couldn't help but think of his other master. Although he had sent a letter back to Yan Wu, it was still not as good as visiting him in person.

Unfortunately, it was impossible for him to rush back from the capital to Feixian to take a look.

Gu Nanke was also waiting for him in the provincial capital.

When he arrived at the back door of the yard, Yang Jun didn't even need to knock. He just happened to see Mr. Hu lying on a recliner in the breeze, looking up at the sky leisurely.

The sound of his footsteps made it jump up.

"You're finally here, little brat! Come here quickly. I'll show you something good."

Before Yang Jun could react, he was pulled into the house by Mr. Hu.

He carefully took out something wrapped in a towel from the head of his bed and slowly opened it.

Finally, a seal appeared in Yang Jun's eyes.

Another imperial seal?

Mr. Hu seemed to know what he was thinking and shook his head. "This isn't a jade seal, but a jade stamp." He explained carefully, "The words engraved on it are people's names, not used by the royal family..."

After a while, Yang Jun realized that the reason why Mr. Hu treasured this jade seal was that it was actually Tang Yin's seal.

"You'd better not sell this jade seal. Keep it for yourself. Otherwise, I'm really afraid of losing it again."

Mr. Hu couldn't help but say one more word.

"Master, I keep the really good things for myself and won't sell them."

Yang Jun understood his master's concerns, fearing that he was a middleman who would sell good things at a low price.

"That's good, but it's best if you decide on your own things. I won't waste any more words."

Although he bought the jade seal, it was for Yang Jun and he did not keep it for himself.

Yang Jun didn't hesitate and accepted it immediately.

He played with the jade seal for a while, wondering what kind of jade it was made of, and wondered how much spiritual water it could produce after being absorbed by the small world.

But then he shook his head and decided not to waste such good things.

Even though the jade seal can still be appreciated after being absorbed by the small world, its quality is definitely different.

Yang Jun was in a good mood as he got such a good thing just by coming here.

So today he cooked several delicious dishes and had a good time drinking with Mr. Hu.

In the small world, he brewed some fruit wine with the fruits grown on the mountain. The alcohol content was not high, but it was very refreshing, more like a fruity drink. This thing was more to his taste, so he brought a bucket when he came in.

Mr. Hu took a bite out of curiosity and his eyes lit up.

"What kind of water is this? It smells like alcohol."

"Master, this is also wine, but the alcohol content is low, so you can't really taste it."

"Nonsense, how can the wine taste just like this?"

This is the disadvantage of drinking strong liquor all year round, your sense of taste will gradually become numb.

Mr. Hu couldn't help but drink two more cups. He thought the water tasted very good.

But at least there was a taste of alcohol, so he wasn't drinking alone. He felt a little drunk when drinking with his apprentice.

The old man got drunk today, which was rare. He started to doze off after dinner.

He was not in a bad mood after being drunk, he just wanted to sleep.

Yang Jun helped him to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, covered him with a quilt, and then cleared the table.

After looking at the stored food again and finding it relatively complete, he slowly went out.

Instead of returning to school directly, he went to a deserted place and entered a small world.

He was a little drunk and missed Gu Nanke so much that he started writing a letter in the small bamboo house.

"Nan Ke, seeing you is like seeing you in person..."

Yang Jun admitted that his feelings were not loyal, and even his heart was broken into several pieces, but he never promiscuous.

By the way, he also began to think about how to bring Gu Nanke and his mother to the capital.

First of all, there must be a place to live, otherwise it would be inconvenient for the mother and son to come over.

In addition, Gu Nan Ke couldn't sit still, so she had to find something to do.

It just so happened that she wasn't very happy living in the provincial capital, so it shouldn't be too much of a psychological burden for her to take over.

After finishing the letter, Yang Jun came to the door of the bamboo house, sat on a bamboo chair and looked out at his own little world.

Under the not-so-strong sun, the whole scene appears like an oil painting.

It has to be said that the world he has been running for so long is beginning to show results.

(End of this chapter)