Azur Lane Mobile Front.

“I’m telling you, Ying Rui, I don’t use a calligraphy brush to sign documents.”

"Commander, a smooth road leads to a smooth path. Besides, as the commander of the Eastern Empire, it's perfectly acceptable for you to sign documents with a calligraphy brush."

Having finally found an opportunity to torment his own commander, Ying Rui seemed to be in a very good mood, his eyes smiling like crescent moons.

"Alright, Commander, let's start with the most basic thing: holding a pen."

As he spoke, Ying Rui picked up a pen and demonstrated for Luo Bo.

As a transmigrator whose extracurricular life was filled with various tutoring classes in his previous life, he has forgotten a lot of things due to the long passage of time.

However, the act of holding a pen can still be recalled after just a glance.

Seeing Luo Bo hold the brush with such skill, Ying Rui raised her other hand to cover her mouth, slightly surprised.

"Oh? Commander, have you studied this before?"

"I know a little bit."

"However, Commander's posture still needs improvement."

As he spoke, Ying Rui walked around the table and went behind Luo Bo. He reached out and grabbed Luo Bo's hand, which was holding a pen.

"Here, it should be like this. Raise your index finger a little."

Completely caught off guard by Ying Rui's sudden attack, Luo Bo was struck dumb, standing there like a wooden statue.

The gentle touches coming from his back, arms, and hands instantly captured his entire attention.

Because of her height, Ying Rui's hair was close to Luo Bo's nose, and the faint fragrance emanating from it made Luo Bo's heart flutter.

Upon realizing that his commander had suddenly turned into a wooden figure, Ying Rui revealed a wicked smile and deliberately moved even closer.

He even deliberately moved close to Rob's face and whispered, "Commander, are you thinking about something?"

Rob was jolted awake and quickly regained his composure.

"No...no, let's continue...um...continue."

Although when facing businesses, Rob can flirt with them without batting an eye, and even get them to give him perks like lap pillows.

But that's just the company being thin-skinned; Rob himself is a great magician who has been single for two lifetimes through sheer ability.

She was easily provoked and immediately lost her composure.

Time slips away bit by bit.

Luo Bo didn't know exactly how much he had learned from Ying Rui's hands-on teaching, although he always wanted to focus his attention on writing.

But in the end, Rob had to admit that he really couldn't do it.

Throughout the entire process, Luo Bo kept his body tense, afraid that he might bump into Ying Rui somewhere.

Ying Rui, intentionally or unintentionally, always pressed herself against Luo Bo, resulting in a lot of physical contact.

After just a little practice of holding the pen, Rob felt more tired than after a major battle.

Finally, when this segment ended, Rob slumped into his chair, looking at Ying Rui who was giving him a sweet smile, and felt even more exhausted.

"Alright, Commander, your break time is over."

Ying Rui clapped his hands lightly, walked over, helped Luo Bo up, and handed him the pen.

"Now, let's officially begin."

For some reason, Rob felt that the girl in front of him seemed very happy.

She walked back to the spot where she had been before and took Luo Bo's hand that was holding the pen. She guided Luo Bo to write the most basic Chinese characters on the paper.

Luo Bo felt like a puppet on a string, passively being led by Ying Rui.

"You'd better use your strength, Commander, or the writing will be illegible."

Ying Rui tightened her grip on Luo Bo's hand holding the pen, her breath sweet as orchids in Luo Bo's ear. Luo Bo felt he couldn't take it anymore.

"Yingrui, that's enough, I can do it myself."

"Does the Commander think Ying Rui is a bad teacher?" Ying Rui asked, putting on a slightly aggrieved expression.

"No, that's not true. Teacher Ying Rui teaches very well."

"Then let's continue. This is the most crucial time for the Commander to lay a solid foundation. If bad habits are formed, they will be very difficult to change later."

"Okay... okay."

Just as Ying Rui's teaching activities were in full swing, Zhen Hai pushed open the door to Luo Bo's office.

Then she froze on the spot.

The sight before her made her wonder if she was hallucinating.

At this moment, Luo Bo and Ying Rui's posture was somewhat ambiguous. They were pressed tightly together, and Ying Rui was even holding Luo Bo's hand. It was a classic scene of lovers sharing their longing and affection.

If this were a classic romance novel from ancient times, it would be a story that could be written about several times.

"What are you doing?"

Chapter 30: Sister Zhenhai's Little Classroom Begins!

Rob had already realized what was happening the moment the door was pushed open.

However, Ying Rui seemed not to hear anything and held onto Luo Bo's hand tightly.

It's a ship with a displacement of over a thousand tons, so if we're really going to get serious, Rob would have no chance of escaping.

It wasn't until Zhenhai spoke that Ying Rui suddenly looked up at the door, as if he had been too focused to hear the noise at the door.

"Hmm? Sister Zhenhai!"

Ying Rui released Luo Bo and gracefully moved her lotus-like steps to welcome Zhenhai in from the doorway.

What were you doing just now?

Zhenhai's dark red eyes kept scanning Luo Bo and Ying Rui, his expression shifting between light and dark, as if he suspected that the two had just done something unspeakable.

Seeing this, Ying Rui took out a sheet of Xuan paper covered with writing and handed it to Zhenhai.

"I'm teaching the Commander to write. Sister Zhenhai, don't you think our Commander's handwriting is really terrible?"

Zhenhai looked at the paper Ying Rui handed him with suspicion, then burst out laughing.

"Hehehe, you're right, Commander, you really need to practice your handwriting."

After placing Luo Bo's "masterpiece" back on the table, Zhenhai looked at the other scattered pieces of Xuan paper on the table. The "dragons and phoenixes dancing" on them made Zhenhai shake his head with a smile.

“But Commander,” Zhenhai changed the subject, suddenly looking at Luo Bo beside him, “Since you’re already learning calligraphy from Ying Rui, why don’t you learn chess from me too? Every time Yi Xian goes out, I have no one to play chess with.”

"what?"

At this moment, Luo Bo suddenly recalled the fear and resentment he felt when he was dominated by extracurricular classes back then.

"Commander, I'll borrow it."

Without giving Luo Bo a chance to refuse, Zhenhai pulled Luo Bo out of the office and headed towards his room.

"No problem, Sister Zhenhai, my lesson for today is over."

Watching the two figures walk away, Ying Rui smiled and waved.

Zhenhai dragged Luo Bo into his bedroom and then turned around and closed the door. Luo Bo was stunned, feeling that something was off about the plot.

"Zhenhai... it's one thing for Ying Rui to ask me to practice calligraphy, at least I can use it for work. But Go and stuff like that, well..."

"Does the Commander look down on Zhenhai?" Before he could finish speaking, Zhenhai interrupted Luo Bo, his face seemingly showing a hint of anger.

"I wouldn't dare!" Although I didn't know why the other person seemed a little angry, it was always better to back down first.

Zhenhai, carrying a chessboard, walked up to Luo Bo, quietly arranged everything, and then turned around to serve Luo Bo a cup of freshly brewed green tea.

"Commander, there is a world within the chessboard. Skills in chess can be quite beneficial for strategic command."

Luo Bo said he didn't know anything about this, but since Zhenhai said so, he would take it seriously.

Setting up the chessboard, Zhenhai first placed a piece in the center, then switched to a piece of the other color and placed four more pieces around it, completely surrounding the previous piece.

“As you can see, Commander, the rules of Go are quite simple.” With that, Zhenhai pointed to the stone surrounded in the middle, “So, this stone has no liberties and is a dead stone.”

Having said that, he picked up the piece and threw it back into the chess basket.

"That's it?" Luo Bo stared blankly. He had heard about the complexity of Go, but Zhenhai's explanation of the rules was far too simplistic.

"The rules are that simple. But the variations on the chessboard are endless, so the commander needs to study them carefully."

After clearing the pieces from the chessboard, Zhenhai placed the basket containing the black pieces in front of Luo Bo.

"I'll let the commander go first. Zhenhai will teach you carefully during the game."

To be honest, Rob is still completely bewildered.

Learning to write at least involves a tangible, gradual process. Go, on the other hand, seems far more complex than calligraphy; is it really possible to jump straight into something so advanced?

"System, help me! Help me! Help me!"

In desperation, Rob had no choice but to try asking the system for help and see if it had any solutions.

[Host, this system is not AlphaGo.]

Since the system was unreliable, Rob had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it himself.

Since her opponent was a complete novice, Zhenhai didn't need to put much effort into it; her main focus was now on observing Luo Bo.

As for Robb, a novice chess player doesn't need to think; he just goes with his gut feeling.

Strangely enough, neither of them seemed to be focused on the chessboard.

Before long, the game was over.

Looking at the chessboard, Luo Bo could only say that Zhenhai's methods were extremely cruel.

"Commander, don't be discouraged. Zhenhai will teach you carefully. Next, it's time for the specific analysis."

After refilling his and his partner's teacups, Zhenhai pointed directly to the spot where Luo Bo had placed his piece first.

"The first move is for the Commander to place the center point directly. Although this kind of move does exist, it's not recommended for beginners."

“The second move, the commander is here again.” Zhenhai said, pointing to another part of the chessboard.

"Wait, Zhenhai, you remember every step I took?"

Luo Bo was surprised at the time. He himself couldn't remember where he had placed the bet, but Zhen Hai remembered it all clearly.

"That's right, but Commander, please don't interrupt me."

"Oh, okay, go ahead, go ahead."

Because Robo's defeat in this game was so rapid, Zhenhai's post-game analysis didn't last long.

After explaining, she told Rob to think about it on his own while she held her teacup and sipped the slightly weak tea.

Luo Bo pretended to think for a long time, but naturally couldn't come up with anything. After all, he had only just started learning Go and was completely clueless.

Zhenhai naturally noticed this little trick, but she didn't point it out, as if she didn't care how much Luo Bo could ultimately learn in chess.

"Commander, it's getting late, let's call it a day. We'll look forward to welcoming you again tomorrow."

The sun had already half-hidden below the horizon outside the window. Smoke was rising from the kitchen, indicating that Ninghai was preparing dinner. Zhenhai didn't linger for Luo Bo and put down his teacup, dismissing him.

As Luo Bo stepped outside, he scratched his head, feeling that something was off about both Ying Rui and Zhen Hai today.

However, he couldn't give a specific reason for the time being, so he could only keep the question in mind and ask when the opportunity arose to see if he could get an answer.

He hadn't taken two steps when he was blocked by his own company.

"Commander, why did you stand me up?!"

Miss Enterprise waited anxiously in her bedroom all afternoon, but the commander who was supposed to play online with her never showed up. This made her a little irritated.

Chapter 31: The Company Decides to Seek Help from Off-Site Audiences

Looking at the unfriendly company before him, Rob admitted that he was a little panicked.

After all, they had agreed to meet in the afternoon, but Rob stood them up for the entire afternoon. No one could tolerate that.

"Ahem, well, it's like this."

After pulling the company aside, Rob organized his thoughts and then recounted his experiences from the afternoon in detail.

"So, Commander, you spent the whole afternoon in 'cram school'?"