Chapter 328: I have yet to mail you the Chinese language professor (1/2)

Chapter 328: I have yet to mail you the Chinese language professor

Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu

Lu Fei's elder sister broke the silence as she said calmly, ”Although Professor Nan is specialized in a different field, he is still an experienced university professor. Moreover, we don't need to teach these primitive men the deep meaning of the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯; we just need to have them memorize it so that they can recite it from memory by the end of summer vacation. Therefore, as long as we work together, we can surely complete this task.”

It was unknown what her occupation was, but whenever they were in a critical situation, Lu Fei's elder sister was able to keep her calm and find a way out.

”I agree with what this Miss said.” Professor Nan Tianxing nodded his head in approval.

In the end, he was still a professor, and all he had to do was teach these primitive men how to read and write; that wasn't really a big deal. Thanks to his rich experience as a lecturer, he had already grasped the ability to explain the profound with simple terms, making things much easier to understand!

But there was another problem...

Professor Nan Tianxing coughed and said, ”There is one last problem. Does any of you remember the content of the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯? That man wearing a windbreaker didn't give us the teaching materials related to the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯.”

The windbreaker-clad man wasn't planning to have them teach the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯ to the natives just from memory, right?

As soon as Professor Nan finished his sentence, the pa.s.sengers shot a look toward the youngsters of the group—Gao Moumou, Tubo, Yayi, Lu Fei, Zhuge Yue, Zhuge Zhongyang, Ji Shuangxue, and so on.

From their age, they seemed to be either in high school or university!

Gao Moumou shrugged his shoulders and said, ”I'm from the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department, I can't help you with this.”

Yayi said weakly, ”I'm also from the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department.”

Tubo smiled bitterly. ”Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department +2.”

Lu Fei continued, ”Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department +3.

”Don't look at me, I'm from the News and Media Department.” Zhuge Yue blinked her eyes.

Zhuge Zhongyang stroked his hair and said, ”I'm a high school graduate.”

”So, no one from the Chinese Language Department?” After hearing this much, the other pa.s.sengers could only force a smile.

Amongst the people that had boarded the plane, no one remembered the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯. Such bad luck!

”Wait, is there signal here? We can look up the text on the Internet.” One of the pa.s.sengers took out his phone and started to fiddle with it.

But his phone wasn't magically changed like Venerable White's or a custom-made one like Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman's. He couldn't get any signal on this island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

The pa.s.sengers could only bitterly smile after making this discovery.

”First, we have to resolve the problem about the textbook of the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯.” The old professor furrowed his brows.

But right at this time, Tubo said, ”Perhaps we can negotiate with that man. He didn't look like an uncommunicative person. If he wants us to teach the ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯ to the natives, he should at least provide the textbook! After all, you can't make bricks without straw.”

”You have a point.” Professor Nan nodded and said sluggishly, ”But who is going to ask him about the textbook?”

The windbreaker-clad man seemed rather difficult to approach. At the time, when he had that serious expression on his face, the pressure emanating from his body was really something.

Tubo took a deep breath. He was preparing to take on this task—moreover, he had to ask the windbreaker-clad man about Song Shuhang. The fact that all the people that had boarded the plane were here except for Shuhang caused him great worry.

Zhuge Zhongyang put a hand on Tubo's shoulder and said suddenly, ”Leave it to me!”

Zhuge Zhongyang stroked his hair with a smile and said, ”I'll go ask that man about the textbook ❮a.n.a.lects of Confucius❯. I frequently meet serious-looking old men with sour faces. Therefore, I have experience when it comes to dealing with such people. Additionally, Tubo and the others got involved in this mess because I insisted on dragging them to this trip to the East China Sea. As if that wasn't enough, their cla.s.smate Song Shuhang is still missing. Since everything is my fault, it's normal for me to take the responsibility.”

Even though he usually acted like a jerk, Zhuge Zhongyang was a rather dependable person in times of need.

”Let's go together then.” Gao Moumou also stood up. ”If we were to rely on your foul mouth, we might end up in an even bigger mess. Additionally, Shuhang is our good friend, and we would like to have news about him as soon as possible. Therefore, let's just go together.”

”We'll also accompany you.” Lu Fei, her elder sister, Joseph, and his daughter also stood up.

”In this case, let's go all together,” Tubo said with a smile.

The old professor also stood up. ”I'll lead the way… with the protection of this disciplinary ruler, the natives won't dare to harm us.”

And just in this fas.h.i.+on, the mighty group moved forward with large strides, heading in the direction the windbreaker-clad man had left.

With the old professor standing in the front, none of the natives dared to stop them.

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Inside Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman's dwelling.

Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman used his custom-made computer and went into the Nine Provinces Number Group.