Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 421 - 417: Teacher, Can I Take a Menstrual Leave?

Chapter 421: Chapter 417: Teacher, Can I Take a Menstrual Leave?

Parents gone for five years? So, the guy before her now is just like an orphan without parents?

As he spoke, Lin Zifeng’s stern face gradually sank, he bowed his head, his expression particularly desolate, his silent and lonely figure fading away within Yan Qingcheng’s office.

In just that moment, Yan Qingcheng’s tender heart felt as if it had been severely smashed by a huge stone.

Her heart felt as if a bottle of long-sealed mixed emotions had been knocked over.

She hadn’t expected that this guy’s background wasn’t as she had imagined, and even felt that her words just then had deeply wounded his heart.

Especially Lin Zifeng’s face, which had suddenly turned cold and gloomy, was particularly frightening.

At this moment, Yan Qingcheng was filled with regret, wishing she hadn’t said so much earlier.

She hadn’t expected this seemingly irresponsible student to have such a pitiful background...

Thinking this, Yan Qingcheng felt regret, deep regret.

Had she known, she really shouldn’t have said so many things that provoked him, if time could still be turned back.

Yan Qingcheng definitely wouldn’t have said those provocative words earlier.

Staring at the direction Lin Zifeng had left in, and his lonely, dismal silhouette he left behind.

Yan Qingcheng began to daydream...

Until Lin Zifeng reappeared in the classroom.

The entire Archaeology Department completely erupted.

Student Shao Huo, with his trendy, hanging hairstyle, grabbed Lin Zifeng’s arm, even more excited than Lin Zifeng, his face full of envy, said, "Bro, what did our beautiful counselor talk to you about just now? Did you guys hit it off? Does she have a boyfriend? Do you have a girlfriend? What do you think about our counselor?"

Suddenly,

The dozens of pitiful creatures of the whole Archaeology Department immediately crowded around, practically threatening Lin Zifeng to repeat everything that had happened in the office from start to finish.

After a long time of questioning by a group of males driven by their lower halves,

Lin Zifeng’s response prompted everyone to raise their middle fingers in disdain.

"The counselor just told me to study hard," Lin Zifeng honestly answered.

"Is that all she said?" Shao Huo asked impatiently.

"Yeah. That’s all," Lin Zifeng nodded seriously.

"That’s it?" The crowd, who had been eagerly anticipating, almost hadn’t brought a small stool to sit and listen to Lin Zifeng greatly embellish that startling scene, yet he simply summarized the entire process with a few words.

"That’s it."

"Come on! Who are you fooling! The counselor took you alone to her office, just to tell you to study hard? You must be joking!"

With Shao Huo leading, the group expressed their disdain again.

Joking aside, when a foreign-educated beautiful counselor takes you to her office, it couldn’t just be to tell you to study hard.

This isn’t fooling us who are inexperienced.

"Anyway, bro, does our beautiful counselor actually have a boyfriend? Just give me a straight answer, after all, we’re sitting together, you should at least give your bros some face, right?"

Shao Huo leaned excitingly closer to Lin Zifeng.

Acting as if Lin Zifeng was already a familiar buddy.

At these words, the eyes of those creatures in the classroom sparkled up immediately.

Everyone leaned closer towards Lin Zifeng.

People were whispering to each other, eager to find out whether Yan Qingcheng actually had a boyfriend or not.

Nowadays, students dating teachers wasn’t anything uncommon.

Someone like Yan Qingcheng, a young and beautiful counselor, was not much older than them, especially since she had just returned from studying abroad.

After all, the generational gap between them wasn’t that large.

At this time, the number of black lines on Lin Zifeng’s forehead increased. How was he supposed to answer? Just earlier in the office, Yan Qingcheng had talked to him about focusing on his studies, nothing as complex as they imagined. Now, he couldn’t come up with an answer either.

"Um..." as he looked at these heads crowding around, faces filled with anticipation and excitement. Lin Zifeng was taken aback.

"Ahem!"

At that moment, a cough suddenly quieted the noisy classroom.

Just by hearing the voice, everyone had already guessed who it was.

There stood Yan Qingcheng, with her hands clasped behind her back, her face as lovely as peach blossoms, cheeks blushing, her eyes unblinkingly fixed on Lin Zifeng.

"It seems you all have quite a bit of free time?" Yan Qingcheng feigned anger.

"Teacher! We were just discussing with Lin about the commercial value of antiques and archaeological authentication methods." At this moment, Shao Huo suddenly stood up, raising his right hand with a look as if he deserved a slap in the face.

"So, what conclusions have you reached?" Yan Qingcheng asked.

"Reporting to the counselor, none."

"..."

Instantly, the classroom burst into another round of silent laughter.

If there’s nothing, then why mention anything at all!

Someone disdainfully said.

"Okay, then you may sit down," Yan Qingcheng nodded.

"Do you guys know what archaeology is?" Yan Qingcheng walked up to the podium, her lovely and delicate face taking on a serious expression typical of a teacher.

Everyone below shook their heads.

Not a single person among them could answer Yan Qingcheng’s question.

Archaeology, as we all know, not only requires extensive experience and insight but also an extraordinary amount of effort beyond the ordinary.

It’s not just about what’s recorded in textbooks. Experience, in fact, can be even richer than what’s in the books.

After all, what’s written in books is fixed, but people are dynamic.

To read thousands of books is less valuable than traveling thousands of miles.

This saying captures exactly that.

"Well, since everyone is here today, it shows that you all have a love and a pursuit for archaeology. Although my own research in archaeology is not very thorough, I can guarantee that I will share all the knowledge and theory I’ve learned in my lifetime, and I hope in future interactions. Not just as your counselor, it’s more important that everyone shares the experiences you pick up along the way. After all, archaeology is incredibly profound, and no single person’s efforts alone can suffice; our current knowledge benefits significantly from the relentless trials and explorations of our predecessors..."

"Counselor, may I be excused?"

Just as Yan Qingcheng was intently explaining archaeology to everyone, Lin Zifeng suddenly stood up.

Instantly interrupting Yan Qingcheng’s desire to continue her explanation.

"Do you have something urgent?" Yan Qingcheng adjusted her black-rimmed glasses under her arched willow-shaped eyebrows, her light summer Korean-style attire displaying her intellectual charm.

The slightly curled light yellow long hair made Yan Qingcheng, a woman only in her twenties, appear even more charming.