I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 146: Borrowing Chu Zihang as a teaching assistant.

Kassel College, Office of the Executive Director.

"So you're applying to be a teacher at a preparatory school in Beijing?"

Schneider's iron-gray pupils stared at Cheng Sui, exuding an oppressive aura.

"That's right, Professor Schneider."

Cheng Sui stood on the empty space in front of Schneider's desk, smiling politely as he answered.

Schneider gave Cheng Sui, whose smile was impeccable, a cold look, and then repeatedly checked the email that Angers had sent him last night.

The email was simple, demanding that Schneider unconditionally cooperate with all of Cheng Sui's actions.

"reason?"

Schneider spoke in a hoarse voice, sticky and raspy, like a rusty gear being forced to turn.

Professor Schneider probably has the worst reputation among the faculty.

Even Professor Manstein, the disciplinary committee member known for his impartiality, had some students who thought this little old man with a shiny forehead was a decent person.

But few of Kassel's students liked Professor Schneider.

Schneider's appearance was simply too frightening; his face, half-covered by a metal mask, and his sticky, hoarse voice were all very unpleasant to listen to.

Therefore, some people in the college who disliked Chu Zihang felt that this expressionless man and his mentor were a perfect match, both being eccentric and unsociable.

"Because I've had a dream of teaching and nurturing people since I was a child, and this time I want to pursue my dream."

Cheng Sui was talking nonsense with a straight face.

Schneider's eye twitched slightly.

"Is that the only reason?"

Cheng Sui nodded: "That's the only reason."

Schneider looked at Cheng Sui, who was sitting in front of him with a serious expression, and finally couldn't help but tap the table.

"So, for this absurd reason, you asked Principal Angers for an unconditional executive department permit."

"Teaching and nurturing students is my dream, Professor Schneider." Cheng Sui remained unperturbed, continuing his serious confrontation with Schneider. "Don't underestimate a man's dream, Professor Schneider."

Schneider felt a surge of anger stuck in his throat, unable to rise or fall, causing half of his face outside his mask to turn red.

"Do you know how busy the executive department is every day? Do you know how much of their efficiency your willful actions are wasting?"

Cheng Sui looked bewildered and shook his head.

"have no idea."

Schneider finally lost his temper, slammed his fist on the table, and stood up abruptly.

"That was a rhetorical question, not an interrogative one!"

The loud noise echoed through the office, but Cheng Sui was not intimidated by Schneider's imposing manner at all.

He simply said, "Then Professor Schneider, your Chinese still needs improvement. That's not how you use a rhetorical question."

Schneider paused for a moment, then asked, "Really?"

Cheng Sui nodded seriously, and at the same time took out a drawing from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"This is the equipment I need for this mission. This black robe needs to be tough and corrosion-resistant," Cheng Sui said, pointing to the design on the blueprint. "Preferably, it should be made of hydrophobic material, and of course, some bulletproof technology would be even better."

Schneider instinctively picked up the drawing and started looking at it.

Cheng Sui continued, "The requirements for this mask are not high; just add a voice-changing device."

"Do you need these to become a teacher at a preparatory school in Beijing?"

Schneider looked at the black robe with red clouds printed on it and the swirling mask on the drawing, his tone uncertain.

He now seriously suspects that Cheng's trip to the capital was merely a smokescreen to deceive others.

The real purpose might be that something extraordinary has happened in the capital.

But what exactly is it that's so confidential that even he himself has no right to know?

Countless possibilities flashed through Schneider's mind in an instant.

Sure enough, things weren't as simple as I thought.

He said that Principal Angers wouldn't so easily give Cheng Sui a travel permit.

But just now, I treated a young man who was about to head to a top-secret battlefield that way—

For a moment, Schneider looked at Cheng Sui with a mixture of apology and relief.

Cheng Sui looked at Schneider, who was suddenly looking at him with that kind of gaze, and for a moment he was not sure what the executive director had imagined in those few seconds.

But he knew that his plan had succeeded.

"Uh—I have another request."

Cheng Sui tentatively said.

Feeling he had seen through everything, Schneider returned to his usual silent demeanor, though his hoarse voice had lost some of its aggressive edge.

"Go ahead and tell me, the executive department will do everything in its power to cooperate with you."

Cheng Sui was somewhat surprised by Schneider's change in attitude, but still took the opportunity to say, "I'd like to borrow Chu Zihang as my teaching assistant."

He had expected Schneider to refuse or get angry.

After all, he was going to take his most precious student to teach in the capital, which sounded like child's play.

But to Cheng Yi's surprise, Schneider simply nodded slightly and even took the initiative to speak.

"Do we need Caesar's help?"

Cheng Sui subtly raised an eyebrow.

What's going on here? And how does it relate to Caesar?

I'm here to help my stoic senior find a partner. Nobody else is allowed near me.

"No need, Senior Brother Chu Zihang is enough for one person," Cheng Sui immediately refused.

"Senior brother?"

Schneider noticed the strange way Cheng Sui addressed Chu Zihang.

"Ahem, I learned kendo from Chu Zihang before. According to Chinese etiquette, I should call him senior brother."

Cheng Sui explained without blushing or skipping a beat.

Schneider nodded, not dwelling on the title.

He took out the stamped execution department permit from the drawer and handed it to Cheng Sui.

"You can talk to Chu Zihang yourself. If he's unwilling, there's nothing I can do."

"Thank you, Professor."

Cheng accepted the certificate, thanked him, and turned to leave Schneider's office.

The door was closed gently.

Schneider watched Cheng Sui's departing figure and remained silent for a moment at his desk.

He turned on his computer and typed a line of text into the search bar.

The difference between rhetorical questions and interrogative sentences in Chinese.

A few minutes later, Cheng Sui arrived at the Lionheart Society's headquarters.

"Senior Cheng Sui, are you here to see the student council president?"

Susie, who was on duty at the entrance today, saw Cheng Sui and ran over.

But when she was a meter in front of Cheng Sui, she carefully took a step back.

Recently, rumors have been circulating on the Night Watchers forum that Cheng Sui has been using a Japanese girl as a stand-in for Nono.

As Nono's best friend, Susie naturally had to maintain a certain social distance from this "scumbag".

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Cheng Sui didn't notice Su Xi's subtle gesture and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I need to speak with him about something, it's about the Execution Department's mission."

"Alright, the president happens to be at the training ground. I'll take you to see him." Hearing that it was important, Susie immediately regained her capable demeanor.

Thank you.

Cheng Sui thanked her and followed behind Susie, who was leading the way.

Susie walked ahead of Cheng Sui with her hands behind her back, her steps light and quick.

Unlike Nono's sexiness or Erii's gentleness, Susie's figure is healthy and graceful, clearly the kind of person who trains regularly.

But her face was delicate and soft, with fair and translucent skin, giving her a gentle and charming appearance.

Susie glanced at Cheng Sui behind her out of the corner of her eye, her girlish gossip instincts rising uncontrollably.

"Senior Cheng Sui—that—"

She hesitated.

"It has nothing to do with Nono. That girl's red hair is natural."

Cheng Sui had already guessed what Susie was going to ask, and calmly answered her before she could speak.

"oh."

Susie nodded and didn't say anything more, but her pace seemed to quicken a bit.

A moment of silence fell between the two.

Even from some distance from the training ground, Cheng Sui heard the dull thud of sandbags being struck with tremendous force.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Each sound was like a heavy hammer striking a sandbag, full of power.

Susie stopped at the entrance of the training field.

"The training ground is just ahead. The student council president doesn't like being disturbed during his training, so I'll drop you off here."

After saying that, Susie prepared to turn around and run away.

As she was leaving, she couldn't help but turn back and glance at the solitary figure in the training field, constantly hitting the sandbag, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Cheng Sui noticed Susie's gaze.

What a pity, little girl.

Cheng Sui sighed inwardly.

The one vying for your man is a first-generation dragon king.

How could you possibly compare to Teacher Da Ye?

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