Wen ZhiChu walked into the building and waved at Qin JiaShu: “Take…take care.”
Then he turned and went upstairs.
Wen ZhiChu said: “Who would have imagined that he’d be so generous.”
Before, he wanted to wreck the guy’s bike, yet the other didn’t scoop to his level and even brought him home.
[System: Why else would he be the protagonist.]
This time Wen ZhiChu nodded in 100% agreement.
[System: Mission complete. Villain’s score 84%. Reward 500 yuan.]
The mechanical voice spoke up in his head. Wen ZhiChu staggered in his steps, almost smashing his face into the ground.
[System: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!]
Wen ZhiChu’s heart pounded because of his misstep just now. His head vibrated with Skycat Genie’s screams.
“Why are you yelling?”
[System: I’m afraid if your teeth get knocked out, you won’t be able to yell.]
Wen ZhiChu: ……
As expected of you, considerate meow meow kitty.
Looking at the 500 yuan that suddenly transferred into his WeChat account, Wen ZhiChu was completely befuddled: “Why did I receive the reward for the mission?”
[System: Of course it’s because the mission completed.]
Wen ZhiChu: “Why?”
[System: Shouldn’t you have a clearer idea of that answer?]
Wen ZhiChu nodded in understanding: “Oh, so you also don’t know.”
Skycat Genie: ……
This one person and one system were still feeling confused over here as to why the mission was successful this time. What they didn’t know was that Wen ZhiChu’s simple ‘see you next time’ completely destroyed Qin JiaShu’s plans.
Qin JiaShu watched the other’s figure vanish within the building, for a second, unable to describe his feelings with words.
Originally he thought Wen ZhiChu would ask again. Even though Qin JiaShu had declined initially, he would have still agreed immediately. Who knew Wen ZhiChu would end the conversation so straightforwardly without any hesitation at all.
Not allowing Qin JiaShu any chance to commence his performance.
If <<The Secret White Lotus Technique>> were a train traveling down the normal path of the railway, then Wen ZhiChu is the person running away carrying the train on his back.
Completely off track.
In the blink of an eye, it became November. Seeing it was about to be winter, the weather gradually turned cold. Wen ZhiChu also started to wear a heavy outer coat when he got up for school every morning.
At the same time, YiZhong Highschool announced its guaranteed list for college admissions accordingly. The list was specifically plastered at the entrance of the school campus on the honorary bulletin board. When Wen ZhiChu passed by, he turned his head to take a glance. A total of 8 people. Qin JiaShu’s name was within it.
Wen ZhiChu sucked in his snot.
[System: What are you looking at?]
Wen ZhiChu opened his mouth and spat out soft, white vapors: “The guaranteed list.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
[System: You never saw it before?]
“Yo mbegrf P tjnf. Ktf rmtbbi lc ws ijra ilof jirb tjv j uejgjcaffv ilra, yea P vlvc’a ub.”
[System: Why? Because you wanted to continue experiencing the middle school life?]
“Rbk atja’r cba atf mjrf.”
Vxsmja Xfclf: ?
Qfc ItlJte rwlifv yjrtoeiis: “Dfmjerf P kjrc’a bc atf ilra.”
Vxsmja Xfclf: ……
Qtja jc bnfgatbeuta.
Qfc ItlJte ibbxfv eqkjgvr. Lf rabbv lc ogbca bo atf tbcbgjgs yeiifalc ilxf j vewy ubbrf, gfjvlcu atf cjwf bo Hlc AljVte’r uejgjcaffv rmtbbi.
QingMan University, the best educational establishment in the entire nation. There was still half a year until the college entrance exams. Wen ZhiChu has also searched for schools online, hoping to find one that suited his ideals as his target goal. He had also examined QingMan University. July this year, it had announced that the lowest acceptance score for the field he wanted to enter was 683 points.
This practically dispelled his intentions on the spot.
Yet he couldn’t help but exclaim sincerely. Qin JiaShu was really very amazing. Disregarding his identity as the protagonist, he himself was a dazzling existence.
The cold breeze blew across. Feeling an itch to his nose, Wen ZhiChu sneezed and stopped hanging around in front of the honorary bulletin list. Hastily, he returned to the educational building.
The monthly exam was imminent. He needed to seize the moment. The goal was right there. The stress of English also grew larger and larger. Wen ZhiChu only had time to take breathers during breaks.
During the morning self-study, Wen ZhiChu was just about to write an English essay when the class leader patted him on the shoulder.
He looked up in confusion.
The class leader: “The Dean wants to see you in his office.”
Wen ZhiChu: !
For a second, Wen ZhiChu’s little head spun rapidly, recalling wildly in his heart if he had done anything wrong within this period of time.
At the entrance of the Dean’s office, he took a deep breath.
Wen ZhiChu, calm down.
[System: What are you doing?]
Wen ZhiChu: “Deceiving myself.”
[System: The literature teacher will give you another chance.]
“…….Hypnotizing myself.”
Wen ZhiChu raised his hand and knocked, then he walked inside. Seeing him come in, the Dean got up from his office chair and sat face-to-face with Wen ZhiChu on the sofa within the room.
By Year 3, practically every homeroom teacher would ask their students about their future educational aspirations. However, Wen ZhiChu’s circumstances were special. There were sudden changes to his family and home. He had no support. Therefore, Class 11’s homeroom teacher came to find the Dean, hoping the other could give Wen ZhiChu some guidance.
Although the psychologist from the school infirmary was an even better choice, it may seem abrupt to make a student see the psychologist. It may cause the child to feel discontent as well. Therefore, that option was placed aside first.
With a solemn face, the Dean picked up the tumbler and drank a sip of water: “Do you know why I called you here today?”
Wen ZhiChu’s heart skipped a beat.
For a second, the two people stared at each other, big eyes meeting small eyes.
It took a long time before Wen ZhiChu finally squeezed out: “Yesterday… I ate chocolate during evening self-study class when I wasn’t supposed to?”
After saying this, Wen ZhiChu could clearly see the Dean’s hand, which held the tumbler, shake.
It’s not this?!
Wen ZhiChu said tentatively and cautiously again: “I was passing notes during self…self-study class.”
The Dean: ……
Wen ZhiChu said: “I……”
The Dean raised a hand to stop him: “Enough.”
Why?
[System: For your own good.]
Wen ZhiChu: ……
The Dean took a deep breath and warned himself to be at peace right now. If Wen ZhiChu continued speaking, peace might no longer be possible.
The Dean looked at Wen ZhiChu seriously: “You don’t need to be nervous. I called you here today not because you’ve made some minor offense.”
Wen ZhiChu was shocked: “I…… violated a school rule?”
The Dean: …….
In the end, he took a sip of tea before the conversation could finally continue. The Dean softened his tone and looked at Wen ZhiChu kindly, practically using an extremely unnatural expression of warmth.
Wen ZhiChu observed the Dean’s twitching eyelids and swallowed hard.
“It’s like this. Right now you’re in Year 3 and about to face the college entrance exams. Do you have in mind the major and school you plan to apply for?”
Wen ZhiChu thought briefly: “I…I have a major, but I haven’t settled on a school yet.”
“Do you have a career that you like in the future?”
Wen ZhiChu pressed his lips together, looking somewhat embarrassed.
“It’s fine, you can say it. This teacher will help you analyze.”
Wen ZhiChu glanced at the Dean: “I… I want to be a teacher in the future.”
After saying this, he immediately fell silent.
Wen ZhiChu was born from a scholarly family. Both of his parents were college professors. When he was younger, his parents often brought him to class.
He had a calm and quiet personality, didn’t cry nor cause trouble. Holding a small toy, he sat in his seat waiting for his parents to finish class. When he watched his parents’ figures, his eyes filled with yearning and aspiration.
Becoming a teacher was Wen ZhiChu’s childhood dream. His parents have never dispelled or interfered with his aspiration either. Like every other decision he made in his youth, they gave him unlimited positive support.
However, with the passage of time, this dream seemed to have moved very far from him by now. After the death of his parents, timidness and a fear of social interaction created a stutter in him. There was no one to support him. Even he himself couldn’t do anything about it.
After hearing that, the Dean nodded: “It’s very good that you have an objective, but you also need to work hard.”
The Dean spoke very tactfully. Encouraging students was good, but he also needed to help students recognize the reality of the moment.
To be a teacher, the individual needs to pass Mandarin. With Wen ZhiChu’s current situation, it’s clearly hopeless. Who knows what the future will be.
Saying this, he patted Wen ZhiChu’s shoulder and asked the other if there was anything else he wanted to do or any other aspiration. Providing him an alternative was no harm.
Wen ZhiChu thought for a long time but still couldn’t answer that.
In the end, the Dean spoke to Wen ZhiChu about plenty of great individuals and great affairs, the purpose of which was to let the other know that nothing was impossible in this world with a willing mind.
After leaving, Wen ZhiChu tossed this matter to the back of his mind. After all, thinking about it too much can easily make the heart agitated and hard to focus on studying. During the tutoring session in the afternoon, he went to the activity room.
This entire month, Qin JiaShu has not done anything excessive towards him. On the contrary, it was he who has become increasingly more afraid to look at Qin JiaShu’s face.
Everytime, after staring for no more than 10 seconds, he’d turn his head.
Today, it was the same as well.
“Did you understand that?”
Wen ZhiChu avoided the other’s gaze and said with his head lowered: “I un…understand.”
While tutoring, Qin JiaShu was always strict and stern. Even though Wen ZhiChu was afraid of him, he was only afraid the other might get angry. It’s been a long time since the initial kind of terror.
At this time, Mu Qing started to ask Qin JiaShu about matters regarding his guaranteed college spot. Wen ZhiChu perked his ears to listen. When class was over, Qin JiaShu looked at him and inquired: “What college do you want to test into?”
Wen ZhiChu lowered his head, feeling somewhat nervous for a moment: “Still…still don’t know.”
Qin JiaShu looked at the back of his fair white neck. The weather was cold. Wen ZhiChu wore a somewhat old-fashioned sweater inside, but it didn’t hinder the overall feel he gave.
Qin JiaShu’s eyes focused. This past month, he has endured for a rather long time.
His voice was low, deep, and magnetic: “Is there a major you want to study?”
Wen ZhiChu glanced at him: “Want… want to go into mathematics.”
“Yes?”
“En…..”
“And then?”
“And then……” Wen ZhiChu subconsciously clenched his hands. Even though he was afraid to be made fun of, he has never swayed from his conviction: “And then… I want to become a teacher.”
“Very impressive.”
Wen ZhiChu was stunned. Both eyes widening slightly, he did his best to suppress the surprise in his eyes as he looked at Qin JiaShu.
He saw the other looked sideways at him, peerlessly handsome. That extraordinarily good looking face did not contain the slightest hint of mockery towards him.
The corners of Wen ZhiChu’s lips pulled into a forced smile: “But…but I might not be able to accomplish it. My speaking…issue……”
“Won’t you be overcoming this?”
Wen ZhiChu’s expression froze briefly. He practically couldn’t believe what he heard.
“Wen ZhiChu.” Qin JiaShu raised his head and fiddled with the other’s hair, which was flying wildly due to the static electricity from the sweater: “There’s nothing you can’t do.”
For a second, the activity room was silent and still. It took a long time before Wen ZhiChu managed to squeeze out: “Can it really…… be improved?”
Even he didn’t feel confident.
Qin JiaShu raised his hand and grasped the other’s chin. The meat on Wen ZhiChu’s cheeks gathered inward. Qin JiaShu told him without any hesitation: “It can.”
Saying this, he recovered the sternness he had during the tutoring session: “You can use me as practice right now.”
Wen ZhiChu looked at the other, face red: “But I… I stutter whenever I talk to people.”
Qin JiaShu: “Just pretend I’m not a person.”
Love how QJS supports our WZC’s dreams. He’s been so supportive whenever WZC has tried to accomplish something, be it helping the elder, stopping a fight or pursuing his dreams. I do wonder what the title means though
Tbh I tried to figure out, but nothing concrete so I just left it xD. I thought it was homonym for the phrase “Unaccustomed”, meaning that Chuchu and QJS are still in the tentative stage of their romance development and they’re still getting used to each other. Other ppl suggested maybe instead of “Not silver” the author meant “Not human(e)”, like what QJS said at the end of the chapter. IDK
I guess we’ll never try I’ll know 😆 thanks though
aww this is so cute
Yeeees, give bubu more encouragement!
Thank You for the new chapter ( ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡
Thanks for the chapter!
I believe he will reach his goal of becoming a teacher 😤
Wants to be a teacher—you can do it! Thanks for the update ❤️❤️❤️
Yeayy you got hubby’s support hehehehehe
He’s so cutee. But lol Wen Zichu, why would you admit all your mistakes to the dean HAAHHAHHAHAHA
if wen zhichu becomes a teacher i bet jiashu is gonna get mad jealous of the students XD
thanks for the chapter!