Chapter 758 The Legend of the Female PhD

Chapter 757 The Legend of the Female PhD

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian remain silent, Zhanbo asked blankly, "I don't understand, Teacher Zeng, why do you have such a strong prejudice against the Doctor?"

Xiaoxian stammered, his eyes darting around, and replied, "I'm not prejudiced against doctors, I'm just—"

"Oh dear, I can't explain this to you guys."

He's a real man, after all. He couldn't very well say that he was just being a jerk because he felt the gap between him and Yifei was widening, right?

That's so disgusting!

"oh----"

Zhanbo nodded thoughtfully: "I understand."

Xiao Xian was taken aback: "What do you understand?"

Zhanbo blinked and said with utter innocence, "Since you, Professor Zeng, have no problem with the doctor—then you must have a problem with my older sister."

Zeng Xiaoxian's face darkened, and he reached out and slapped Zhanbo on the forehead: "Zhanbo, you really are a genius!"

Zhanbo pouted, looking aggrieved: "Then what were you laughing at just now?"

"That was me—"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes darted around, and he spoke evasively: "Haven't you heard the legends of the female PhD?"

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances: "The legend of the female PhD?"

[In his inner world, Zeng Xiaoxian, holding a pointer, said smugly.]

There are three types of people in this world: men, women, and female PhDs!

The female PhD student is a fighter jet among humans, shrouded in multiple halos.

[Knowledge Halo: Halves the time needed to learn new knowledge.]

[Aura of Indifference: Ignores all mental attacks.]

[Rationality Aura: Damage dealt to all males is doubled!]

Guan Gu gave him a disdainful look: "Teacher Zeng, you've been playing too much Warcraft, haven't you?"

Nanfeng tilted his head, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards the direction of the bar's entrance.

Soon, he turned his head again and started playing with Yu Mo's hand.

Youyou thought Xiaoxian's "legend" was utter nonsense. She shrugged and retorted, "Even if the female PhD is stronger, can't she just find a boyfriend who's even stronger than her?"

Looking for a boyfriend even better than Yifei?

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Zeng Xiaoxian, their eyes filled with scrutiny and examination.

After a long silence, Youyou gently fanned her mouth.

"You pretend I didn't say anything / We'll pretend you didn't say anything."

Youyou and everyone else said at the same time.

Xiaoxian's face immediately fell down.

"?"

As if struck by a sudden thought, Zhang Wei asked, "If female PhDs are the third type of person, then wouldn't those who like female PhDs be the fourth type?"

Everyone looked at Xiaoxian with intrigued expressions once again.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Facing the teasing gazes of the crowd, Xiaoxian suddenly felt flustered and stammered, "There are only three kinds of people in the world. Men and female PhDs don't have reproductive barriers, so can't I like Yifei?"

"sure."

Yu Mo's tone was full of helplessness towards Zeng Xiaoxian: "Teacher Zeng, I wish you would dare to say such things in front of Yi Fei."

Nanfeng nodded upon hearing this, clicking his tongue in exasperation.

"Don't joke around."

Zeng Xiaoxian leaned back lazily on the sofa, looking up at the sky: "Yifei is a female PhD now, the only ones who can probably conquer her are Saint Seiya."

"If I confessed my feelings to her, she would definitely humiliate me to the point of crushing me into pieces."

Nanfeng raised an eyebrow: "Teacher Zeng, you should broaden your thinking a bit."

"If you can't win over Yifei, you can choose to be won over by her."

"At worst, I'll just get humiliated by her a few more times. Who knows, maybe Yifei will even get a thrill from humiliating me."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Rather than pinning their hopes on Teacher Zeng's miraculous comeback to win over Yifei, Nanfeng's idea is more reliable.

Moreover, Teacher Zeng is a hidden masochist. Don't be fooled by his words of no, he may actually enjoy the pleasure of being humiliated.

Xiao Xian looked up at Nan Feng and said with a forced smile, "Nan Feng, it's one thing for you to be a pervert, but don't drag me into it. My brother Xian is a decent person."

"Oh."

The crowd scoffed, then gave Zeng Xiaoxian the middle finger in contempt.

If you don't dare, then you don't dare. Why talk about being proper or improper?

Bah! You're hopeless!

"Oh, right."

Zhang Wei suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Now that Yifei has been admitted to the doctoral program, she should treat us to a meal."

Upon hearing this, Curry Sauce's eyes lit up, and she nodded excitedly.

"Eat, eat, eat! All you ever think about is food!"

Nanfeng shook his head, both amused and exasperated: "Whether or not I treat everyone to a meal is another matter, but Yifei getting into her doctoral program is a joyous occasion."

"If we didn't know, that would be fine, but now that we do, we should definitely find a way to celebrate for her properly."

Zhanbo nodded, then asked, "So, how should we celebrate for my older sister?"

"Celebrating for Yifei is easy. She loves to throw welcoming ceremonies and celebration parties all the time."

Nanfeng instructed, "While everyone is free these two days, let's quickly make some preparations. Those who need to make banners, make banners; those who need to buy flowers, buy flowers; and those who need to prepare surprises, prepare surprises."

"Teacher Zeng, I don't care if your grandfather is having a baby, your grandmother is taking the college entrance exam, or you have hemorrhoids, we're going to assign homework for 3601 tomorrow. Just find some excuse to send Yifei out."

Xiaoxian's eyes widened upon hearing this: "Why me again?"

"Just go when I tell you to!"

The crowd, unable to bear it any longer, roared in unison.

That evening, amidst the urging and encouragement of the crowd, Zeng Xiaoxian was pushed and shoved into room 3601, where he fell flat on his face.

"Yo!"

Yifei, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, lowered her eyes and looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was prostrating himself with a playful gaze: "It's not New Year's or any holiday, Xian'er, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to give such a big bow?"

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"Hehehe, isn't this why I'm happy?"

Xiao Xian got up, squinted, and glared at Yi Fei, unleashing his signature three-part tirade: "Fei Fei, little Fei Fei, Fei Fei Fei Fei————"

"Go to hell."

Yifei's emotionless words froze Zeng Xiaoxian's smile.

However, Zeng Xiaoxian is Zeng Xiaoxian after all. His skin is practically indestructible. No matter how much he is chopped, struck by lightning, or burned, it will not be damaged in the slightest.

Almost instantly, Xiaoxian became even more shameless. He fawned over Yifei, squeezing next to her and extending his wicked hands towards her, "Yifei~~~".

Xiao Xian skillfully massaged Yi Fei's shoulders and asked with a fawning smile, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Yifei glanced at him sideways: "What?"

"It's nothing, it's just that my grandfather is having a baby tomorrow—"

"Pooh!"

Xiao Xian lightly fanned his mouth, quickly changing his tune, "It's like this, a friend gave me two VIP tickets to an amusement park, how about we go together tomorrow?"

"I'm not going."

Yifei looked down at her book and said expressionlessly, "Going to an amusement park to sunbathe in the middle of summer? Even if you're crazy, please don't take me with you."

Xiao Xian said with a forced smile, "I checked the weather forecast, and the weather will be great tomorrow. Why don't you come with me?"

"And my friend said these tickets are very rare, and if we don't go tomorrow, they'll expire, which would be such a waste."

"Look, your friend's IQ is a little higher than yours. He knows that you shouldn't go to the amusement park on such a hot day."

Yifei waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing away an annoying fly, and said coldly, "If you're worried about wasting money, then take Zhang Wei with you. He loves taking advantage of freebies."

Zeng Xiaoxian's expression changed. Putting aside the fact that sending Yifei out tomorrow was a task assigned to him by everyone, the thought of going to the amusement park with Zhang Wei made his scalp tingle.

He chuckled dryly, "Zhang Wei—he has a hemorrhoid on the sole of his foot and is going to the hospital for surgery tomorrow."

"What's growing on the sole of Zhang Wei's foot?"

Yifei paused in her reading, and for the first time, she began to doubt her own ears.

"It's nothing, Zhang Wei is busy tomorrow anyway. If I take either Meijia or Curry out to play, I'll have to act as their guardian."

"Lu Ziqiao—I'm afraid he'll leave me behind to flirt with other girls again."

The sycophantic Xiao Xian pounded on Yi Fei's shoulder even harder: "Little Fei Fei, I really want to go to the amusement park, otherwise I would have given the tickets to the couples and let them have their own private time."

"Look, the weather will be nice tomorrow, the weather will be nice again—it'll be great in short."

"As my loyal brother, shouldn't you risk your life to accompany me and fulfill this small wish of mine?"

""

Upon hearing the words "good brother," Yifei's eyes narrowed, and then she revealed a gentle and intellectual smile.

Now that you mention it, it does make some sense.

Xiao Xian's eyes lit up at these words, and he asked excitedly, "So you agree?"

"I disagree, I'm not interested, leave me alone, I want to read."

Yifei's deadly four-hit combo caused Zeng Xiaoxian to clutch his chest, revealing a hurt and aggrieved expression.

He saw that Yifei was engrossed in Aristotle's "Poetics," her lips pursed so much they were almost longer than Sun Wukong's staff.

Xiaoxian couldn't help but complain, "You were quite active a few days ago, why are you suddenly reading again?"

"And what you're reading is 'Poetics,' isn't that a book your major should be reading?"

Without looking up, Yifei said, "I just wanted to see if the time it takes me to learn new knowledge would suddenly become shorter."

"Ha ha ha ha----"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian grinned foolishly, showing his big teeth: "Yifei, are you crazy? How is this possible? You don't think you suddenly evolved overnight, do you?"

Yifei paused, and finally looked up at Xiaoxian.

"Yeah, I think it's ridiculous too."

She put down her book, smiled slightly at Zeng Xiaoxian, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said super evolution————"

"No, a few sentences above."

Xiao Xian was taken aback by the question. He tentatively replied, "An amusement park?"

Yifei narrowed her eyes, a gentle yet chilling smile spreading across her face.

"I'm willing to go, but I have one condition."

A sudden sense of foreboding washed over Xiaoxian, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What are your demands?"

Yifei smiled and reached out to vigorously rub Zeng Xiaoxian's head: "You decide where we go tomorrow, and what we do and how we play once we get there—"

"I'm in charge."

In an instant, the shadow beneath Yifei's feet seemed to twist and change, transforming into a demon with long, sharp horns. The demon's ferocious laughter echoed directly in Xiaoxian's heart.

He suddenly jolted awake, watching as Yifei forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Um—I suddenly think that taking Zhang Wei, who has hemorrhoids on the soles of his feet, to the amusement park would be quite an experience."

Xiaoxian stiffly and awkwardly got up, muttering, "Just pretend I was never here, never here."

Just as he was about to run away, Yifei grabbed him by the back of the neck.

Yifei patted Zeng Xiaoxian's cheek with a bright smile: "Don't you know the saying, 'It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away'?"

"Want to back out now?"

"Too late!"

The next morning, 3601.

Nanfeng looked at the memo on her phone and directed everyone in the apartment to start preparing for tonight's surprise party.

"Ziqiao, go and get the banner back first."

"Zhang Wei, the balloons you bought yesterday are really bad quality. They burst as soon as you blow them up and they smell like stinky plastic."

"It's not like you're paying for everything out of your own pocket. You can save a few dollars on the balloons if you try to cut corners."

"Hurry up, replace it if you can, or buy a new one if you can't!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Nanfeng glanced towards the kitchen, veins throbbing on her forehead: "Curry Sauce, stop sneaking bites of the ingredients while Meijia's making the cake! You'll end up with a 14-inch cake down to a mere 10-inch one!"

"Yu Mo, stop wandering around the kitchen. This isn't your territory."

Startled, he quickly pulled Yu Mo out, muttering under his breath, "The kitchen in room 3601 was only recently renovated..."

"Heavens, it can't withstand another fire."

Upon hearing this, Yu Mo pouted and muttered softly, "I just wanted to learn how Mei Jia makes cakes; I didn't even cook in the kitchen."

Nanfeng ruffled Yumo's hair: "Grandma, you and Yifei are different from others when it comes to cooking."

"Yifei has put all her cooking talent into creating terrible dishes, while you've put all your cooking talent into creating explosives."

"Besides, our suite's kitchen has absolutely nothing, let alone an oven. Even if you learned how to use it, you wouldn't be able to use it."

Nanfeng kissed Yumo's forehead: "Good girl, go and help Wanyu and Youyou set up the scene. Love you."

He turned around and was immediately blinded by the wreath that Guan Gu was carrying in.

On either side of the bright red wreath were two couplets with red backgrounds and black characters. The left one read "Perfect Merit" and the right one read "Living a Famous Legacy for Future Generations".

The wreath should have had a large character for "mourning" in the center, but now it has been replaced with a blue photo of Yifei.

To be honest, the photo is incredibly lifelike, as if the person in it is right there with them.

In an instant, the lively and cheerful atmosphere of 3601 became deathly silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed, their lips twitching uncontrollably.

Good grief, Guan Gu is going to send Yi Fei away!

What deep-seated grudge do they have against each other?

Nanfeng said, embarrassed, "Guan Gu, I asked you to buy flowers, not wreaths."

Guan Gu blinked: "But shouldn't we send wreaths on such a joyous occasion?"

Nanfeng stared blankly at her words: "I don't quite understand what you're saying?"

"In our Japan—"

"stop!"

Nanfeng instantly understood. He rubbed his forehead and said, "Guan Gu, regardless of whether you Japanese send wreaths for funerals or weddings, in China, wreaths are generally only given to the deceased."

"Soga."

Guan Gu suddenly realized: "I knew why the boss asked me Yifei's age and kept saying it was such a pity that she's so young."

"I thought he was like Professor Zeng, and had a lot of opinions about female PhD students."

"alright."

With a dark expression, Nanfeng pushed Guan Gu and his wreath out the door: "We can talk about explanations later. Right now, go and return this wreath. If you can't return it, find somewhere to burn it. Just make sure we never see this wreath again!"

Nanfeng saw Guan Gu to the door, then leaned against the wall and pressed his swollen temples.

He put his hands on his hips and let out a long sigh.

"Let's all work harder and make sure this surprise party doesn't have any unexpected incidents like before, otherwise Teacher Zeng's sacrifices will be in vain."

Youyou asked doubtfully, "Teacher Zeng only took Yifei to the amusement park, it shouldn't be considered a sacrifice, right?"

Nanfeng curled his lip in schadenfreude and said with great certainty, "No, this time Teacher Zeng is really going to make a heroic sacrifice."

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