Chapter 79: Extra 8 (2) This is how you take care of your little brother

"That's like the setup." Chu Xi says, "Interceptions start tonight, I have a meeting, can Fang Zhiran keep an eye on it for me?"

"No problem." Fang Zhiran says, "This intercept is on the low side, I'm guessing it's going to be a fight."

"The budget is under $5k." Chu Xi says, "I love this so much, I'm going to have Pan Xu write my kid's literature."

"The kind that writes one word a month?" Jiang Feng disdained, "You might as well ask a teacher who knows how to write literature."

"It does look good." Fang Zhiran enlarged the picture to see the details, "If you can beat it down, you can even get Xing Chuan to dub it for you, a big step ahead of the oc people."

Lao Guo: "What about ......"

Lao Guo opened his suitcase, "Do you still want the stuff I bought for you?"

The conversation pauses, and everyone at the conference table looks up at the same time, fixing their eyes on Lao Guo's suitcase.

"That's not nice." Fang Zhiran said.

Lao Guo opened the latch.

"Chocolates for Fang Zhiran, hats for Ji Xingchuan," Lao Guo squatted by the box to divide the gifts, "eye shadow and blush for Xiao He and Xiao Xi."

"Wow, what a nice keyboard." Pan Xu jumps over, "For me?"

Lao Guo: "That's me ......"

"Zero dollar purchase is too happy." Pan Xu pounces and hugs the keyboard, "Thank you Lao Guo."

"That's for my own use." Lao Guo said angrily.

"How did you know I wanted luggage?" Jiang Feng also said.

Lao Guo: "Put it down! I don't know!"

In a short time, the belongings Lao Guo brought back from country A were divided up, and even the towels Lao Guo didn't use were taken away by Pan Xu.

Fang Zhiran unwrapped the chocolates and threw one into his own mouth, and then one into Ji Xingchuan's. He was very happy to see that Fang Zhiran was able to get the chocolates to work.

The penniless Lao Guo looked at his youngest pupil with gradual relief.

He still remembers Fang Zhiran at the retest, a man with thin shoulders and white skin, wearing black-framed glasses on his face, answering the questions seriously and not smiling much.

Fang Zhiran now fits in perfectly with Guo Men, and always has a relaxed smile at the corners of his mouth.

Very good, Ji Xingchuan is very good at raising his little brother, does what he says he will do and doesn't let him worry at all.

Lao Guo patted Ji Xingchuan's shoulder and said with relief, "That's great, you've done everything your teacher said, you've worked hard, you've raised your little brother really well, you're a competent and good senior."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Gan Wanhe: "..."

Chu Xi: "."

Jiang Feng: ".

"It should be." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Right, right." Pan Xu also said, "Even though our Senior Brother Ji looks high and cold, he actually hasn't lost any of what he should be in charge of."

Pan Xu snapped his fingers, "Brother Ji not only guided the research, but also took care of Fang Zhiran's life. He accompanied Fang Zhiran to the hospital when he was sick, brought food to Fang Zhiran when he was hungry, saved Fang Zhiran when the lab exploded, and was always there to listen to whatever Fang Zhiran wanted to listen to ......."

"Good, great." Lao Guo clapped his hands in praise.

When he first entrusted the man to Ji Xingchuan, he only hoped that Ji Xingchuan could help keep an eye on his youngest brother's studies and take care of his mental health.

I didn't realize that Ji Xingchuan was his favorite disciple, and that he played the word "care" to the fullest.

"That's pretty much it for small talk." Ji Xingchuan snapped the table, "Let's have today's group meeting."

Lao Guo's smile disappeared into the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. Guo." Fang Zhiran said, "Can you tell me about your experimental experience in A country this year, I'd like to hear about it."

Lao Guo: "......"

So scary, that feeling of being swept away by a student is back and even super-doubled.

Lao Guo turned on his computer, and Fang Zhiran helped to connect the projection screen.

"Teacher's research results for this entire year can be summarized in the following broad categories." Lao Guo cleared his throat and began the group meeting.

Time passed, and before Lao Guo was completely emptied, Ji Xingchuan finally scanned the time on the electronic clock.

"It's not early." He said, "Let's call it a day, Mr. Guo just came back, let him have a good night's rest first."

"Alright then." Fang Zhiran closed his notebook regretfully, "What time is the group meeting tomorrow."

Lao Guo wanted to die.

"Pan Xu, stay for a while." Lao Guo said, "I'll teach you to revise your paper."

Pan Xu: "Okay."

"Mr. Guo, this is for you to drink." Fang Zhiran pushed over a cup of milk tea and collected the peripheral attached to the bag by hand.

"Thank you, Fang Zhiran." Lao Guo was touched.

Just ask anyone who has taken in a student who knows as much as Fang Zhiran.

At the conference table, Pan Xu picks up his computer bag from the floor, takes out his laptop and opens it on the table.

"Mr. Guo, what can I do if I don't graduate?" Pan Xu was full of worry.

"It's fine." Lao Guo was lighthearted, "The school doesn't mind charging an extra year's tuition."

"......" Pan Xu opens a document on his desktop, shoves his computer at Lao Guo, and starts scratching his head and fidgeting, feeling like his family's shame has been publicized.

Lao Guo wrinkled his eyebrows, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and a serious expression appeared on the senior professor's face.

After ten minutes or so, Pan Xu couldn't sit still.

He asked stiffly, "Teacher, this paper of mine, is it something I can just bury?"

"It's quite nice." Lao Guo says, "Is the back side more?"

Pan Xu: "????"

Shit, it's not a paper that's open, it's a deposit.

"There's ...... a moment in the back! Change my paper first." Pan Xu said.

Why are you still looking at it? The expression is still so serious.

Pan Xu forced his way back to the computer, and after double-checking that it was correct, he opened his paper and respectfully handed it to Lao Guo.

Lao Guo's gaze stopped on the screen, his serious expression disappeared, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually enlarged.

Lao Guo: "Pfft."

"Mr. Guo." Pan Xu couldn't hold back, "Inside my paper, did I write a joke?"

"Hahaha Pan Xu ah." Lao Guo says, "Let's look at this table on page 37, if we think about it differently ......"

Lao Guo instructed the entire paper rather unseriously, and was amused several times by the redundancy of the descriptions in the paper.

At eighteen o'clock in the evening, Pan Xu left the office, carrying his computer bag and half a packet of cookies that Lao Guo hadn't finished.

Lao Guo knocked his aching shoulders and neck, turned off the office lights, and prepared to go home from work to see his son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

He just opened the door and ran into Qian Nanzheng.

"Lao Qian." Lao Guo took the initiative to greet him today, "It's been a long time, why the sad face?"

Old Money took a step back, and on second thought, felt that it didn't seem decent to turn his head and walk away.

"Within our subject group, there are two students in love." Old money sighed, "Recently these two have broken up, that subject is really not doing anything at all."

"Hahaha." Lao Guo laughed heartily, "Being in the same lab and seeing each other almost every day, it's normal to develop a fondness for each other over time."

"But it's affecting the progress of the subject matter." Old Money clenched his fist, "That's why I emphasized from ages ago that it's best not to internalize within the division and subject matter."

"It's a good thing." Lao Guo said cheerfully, "At least we can talk together."

Lao Guo: "But that's not the case with us Guo Men, the students I've taken on are quite keen on learning and have no distractions."

*

"My heart flew away! I won't study tonight!" Fang Zhiran rolls around on his bed in Ji Xingchuan's dormitory.

In half an hour, there's an ancient style immortal-themed card game he's been waiting for that's going to be open beta.

There's a super cool NPC in this game with a persona picture, voiced by his boyfriend, and he's waiting to play it tonight.

"This character is so delicately made." Fang Zhiran said, "Hurry up and get out of the official valley, I want to pay the official money."

"Ranran." Ji Xingchuan called to him as he sat at the table, "Mom said that you've done very few costume-type cos, and wanted us both to spend our free time doing a set of costume-type cos pictures."

"I like the big props in the middle of the second degree." Fang Zhiran, while playing the game, said, "Yes, I have no problem with that, you pick the character, I'll make up the original."

Ji Xingchuan hmmmed, running his fingertips across the screen of his phone a few times, "When I was an undergraduate, I quite liked this anime."

"Let's see." Fang Zhiran put down his cell phone and glanced sideways, "Huh, I've seen this one too."

A metaphysical fairy cultivation theme, an amazingly gifted commoner teenager's growth history from a mole to a hero who saves the world.

"That I like." Fang Zhiran says, "He makes good flashy props with that skill."

"I'm out of this." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran : "......?"

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Ji Xingchuan handed over another screenshot, "This one suits you."

This is the main character's cp, a little girl who likes to wear red, and early on, she always spends time with the main character dressed as a teenager, before showing her true colors later in the story.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Both and I guess.

"You're playing too loud." Fang Zhiran said.

Men's and women's clothing, I guess. Edit it and make drag videos.

"I'll figure out the clothes later." He said, "Gotta compare the cos suits on the market."

The time on the cell phone screen jumped to 8:30 p.m. Fang Zhiran had waited all night to play the game.

He logged into the game, went through the initial plot, and tapped into his favorite card draw screen.

"Winter teacher, I'm taking you home." Fang Zhiran Angrily charging 600 bucks.

The card draws in this game are triggered by voice, by speaking into your phone.

"Come on out, Ms. Winter." Fang Zhiran said into his cell phone.

Ten cards jump out, no Winter dubbed cards, but one Lu Zhu dubbed one.

"Love you, Mr. Winter." Fang Zhiran continues to smoke.

Ten cards jump out and the Lu Zhu dubbed card appears again.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Both people's hate values for Lu Zhu skyrocketed by a large amount.

Fang Zhiran has charged another 600 bucks.

"You tell it." He handed Ji Xingchuan his cell phone, "Let me record a video for you."

Ji Xingchuan thought for a moment and said into his cell phone, "Show up, little Snowflakes of winter."

Ten cards popped up, and the one he'd dubbed was among them.

"Wow, I have a card!" Fang Zhiran taps the persona card and pokes around to listen to the voice.

Ji Xingchuan has taken on a new role, this time as a somewhat flirty talking son of a family.

At 21:00 PM, Twitter @WinterSmallSnowflakes put out a video.

@LittleSnowflakesofWinter : Thanks to @LittleSnowflakes of Winter for helping me draw cards, [VIDEO].

@Good Eyes: Nice one, straight up summoning in the voice of the cv himself ah.

@BadEye: This card is so under-represented, congrats to Snowflakes Jr.

@WinterSnowflakes: little Snowflakes, why don't you use your own voice to smoke ah, is it impossible to smoke? bad smile.jpg

Fang Zhiran can't get enough of this new card.

Ji Xingchuan was sitting in front of the computer, talking to Lao Guo on the voice phone about Pan Xu's thesis, with his own voice in his ear--

[Want to enjoy the flowers with me?]

[Hahahahaha, quick and easy.]

What's wrong with drinking wine and enjoying the moon?

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"What's that sound on your end?" Lao Guo asked on the other end of the line.

"Ranran." Ji Xingchuan said, "Keep your voice down."

"okok." Fang Zhiran lowered his voice.

"Ran ...... Ran?" Lao Guo asked, "Fang Zhiran is in your dormitory." Lao Guo asked, "Fang Zhiran is in your dormitory."

"Well, he's playing a game." Ji Xingchuan said, "Let's keep talking."

Lao Guo on the other side of the line: "?"

This kid, he really cares about his senior brother, even playing games together.

*

The next afternoon, Guo Men's office.

Chu Xi sits in a fifty percent new chair, taps on a seventy percent new keyboard, and writes appointment requests for her newly purchased setup.

Emerging from the lab, Gan Wanhe strips off his lab coat and leans over the water fountain to get himself a cup of hot water.

"Did you see the ring Fang Zhiran was wearing that day?" Gan Wanhe asked, "It's beautiful."

"It must be a gift from Brother Ji." Chu Xi said, "I saw Brother Ji wearing one last time, it didn't have the Snowflakes decoration, but it looked like the same model."

"It must be a wedding ring." Gan Wanhe said confidently, "Our youngest brother is so beautiful that he must want to hold on to it, so he bought the ring really fast."

Jiang Feng, who was lying on a folding bed, looked up, "So if the two of them get married later, can I go eat for zero dollars?"

"I think I swiped Fang Zhiran's flower wedding picture last time, it's super nice." Gan Wanhe said, "Cheap Ji Xingchuan."

"Our division has also begun to digest internally." Jiang Feng lamented.

Lao Guo, who had just pushed his way in, froze in place.

Internal digestion? Marriage? Ji Xingchuan and ...... who?

"Lao Guo Lao Guo." Jiang Feng sat up, "I don't understand a document, can you explain it to me?"

"With a bang, Fang Zhiran slammed the door.

"Huh? Is Lao Guo not here?" Fang Zhiran asked, "I have a document I want him to sign."

Jiang Feng raised his hand and pointed numbly behind the door, "There, just a little flat."

Lao Guo's gaze shifted to Fang Zhiran, then to Ji Xingchuan, and finally to the hand on which Ji Xingchuan was holding Fang Zhiran's wrist.

The well-known mentor's brain began to run at high speed, and all the keywords he had just heard turned into clues, connecting together in his mind to form a full picture of the incident.

Did he hear right? Ji Xingchuan and Fang Zhiran, in love?

Lao Guo: "......"

I gave you my youngest student, and you kids are ......

"You ......" Lao Guo raised his hand and pointed at Ji Xingchuan, "You honestly explain, I asked you to take care of the little master, where did you take care of him?!"