Translator: Nacchi

Editor: Gummy

Zhao Ran’s package almost fell to the ground. His friend beside him asked curiously, “Do you know that he is Yan Xue Xiao’s partner?”

No wonder he is familiar with the young man. It turns out that it is the roommate, Shen Chi, he met at the beginning of school.

He still remembers that when Shen Chi first arrived at Yan University, he was so poor that he still brought bacon. It is hard to imagine how two different people could communicate with each other and he sighed over the wonders of the world.

Cheng Bai spent a week accepting the fact that his mentor’s partner skipped class, fights, and slept in class. There is a bookish atmosphere.

He proficiently buys snacks for the teenager in the supermarket. Choosing snacks is a technical job. His mentor ‌ allows the little teacher to eat junk food, only after a careful confirmation ‌.

The uncle of the mentor is a smiling middle-aged man, “Xiao Cheng is very diligent, I will pay you a high salary when I go to Yan University.”

Of course Cheng Bai knows that he is joking. What is Yan’s company? His undergraduate degree is just an ordinary university and many authentic Yan university students go in.

He was cooking in the dormitory that night when he saw Yan Ji attend the industry forum on behalf of Yan on TV, his chopsticks snapped into the pot.

Bored in academic work, he finally understood why so many scholastic students would come to take classes. The diligent and conscientious graduate students were suddenly flattered.

‌ No one is jealous that he can be a graduate student under Yan Xue Xiao, someone in the same major will always laugh at him, “Why are you rushing to be a nanny?”

Only he knows that he is about to publish his second C Journal paper and his own Junior teacher will help him rank.

God knew how shocked he was to see his rank change from bronze to master, Cheng Bai who drove and said, “This level can be professional.”

“I’m a professional.”

Chengbai asked in surprise, “Which team?”

Shen Chi pointed to the huge poster in the sports center.

Cheng Bai has never been in a professional league before and he completely wants to see that the young man in front of him represent China in the World Championship.

The teenager in the game is completely the same as the lazy model in private, with fierce marksmanship and powerful play. He suddenly felt that his game number is expensive.

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The autumn sports meet is coming at the end of October. Every year the sports meet is the most troublesome day for Shen Chi. ‌‌There are only five students in their class.

Shen Chi‌ participate in the sports meeting, other sports are okay but the tug-of-war event is particularly embarrassing.

“The following will be a tug-of-war competition between E-sports Team 1 and Finance Team 3, and the winner can advance to the next round of competition.”

There are sixty people in the third financial class. Standing on the right side of the red line, the black and oppressive piece is oppressive, and there are only five poor people on the left side of the red line.

Cheng Bai sitting in the audience did not expect that there are fewer people majoring in e-sports than philosophy majors. It is estimated that only three people major in paleontology.

He looked into the seat of paleontology, a muscular man who visited the fields everyday and a tall girl with abdominal muscles.

E-sports professionals will definitely win, at least the boys around Xiao Shi are not as tall as their sisters and it looks like the wind blows down.

He looked at Yan Xue Xiao next to Yan Chen Chen.

Shen Chi participated in the tug-of-war and his instructor also took a photo with a camera, as if he was carefully recording the growth of the young man.

The tug-of-war competition began, Yan Chen Chen led a group of small beans to shout for cheer and the first class of e-sports team lost in three seconds.

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When Shen Chi walked back to the audience, Yan Chen Chen comforted, “I know you did your best.”

Cheng Bai did not shed any sweat, but Xiao Shi sat down the steps in Yan Xue Xiao’s arms, “Too tired.”

Yan Xue Xiao unscrewed the mineral water bottle for the teenager, “Yes, do you want someone to feed you?”

Shen Chi squinted his eyes, enjoying Yan Xue Xiao’s water feeding and suddenly he heard a cold voice, “Have you handed in the paper?”

Shen Chi’s body froze. He didn’t write the paper at all. In the afternoon, he sat in the office facing the screen and failed to write for a long time.

Cheng Bai looked at the solemn little teacher respectfully, “Is there anything I can do?”

“I want to ask you something.”

Cheng Bai immediately sat up straight, “Tell me.”

“Do you have any insights on the philosophy of analysis?”

This question is broad. Cheng Bai organized the language according to the standard of the paper. “Metaphysics has undergone a great turning point after Leibniz. On the one hand, phenomenology in Heidegger’s and Husserl’s direction has risen; Also, the schools of linguistic analysis philosophy have jointly formed the modern philosophy system of Britain and America.”

Shen Chi completed a five-thousand-word essay in no time.

After he just handed the paper to Yan Xue Xiao, he said, “Write it yourself.”

Cheng Bai looked at the distressed little teacher, but because of Yan Xuexiao’s authority, he dared not help write. He could only sort out a list of books and submit it to Shen Chi.

Shen Chi went home to write an essay. There is nothing more tormenting than if his partner is a teacher. Of course, including raising the air-conditioning temperature during class and sleeping.

However, Yan Xue Xiao interrupted his studies, he hugged him on his lap and kissed him. He will hand in a paper next week so he resisted the temptation and got down from Yan Xue Xiao’s arms.

Shen Chi pressed Cheng Bai’s book list, found a copy of “Metaphysics” on the shelf and opened the book while sitting in a chair.

Yan Xue Xiao has always loved books. The edges and corners of the books have been worn out enough to show how many times they have been read.

Under the influence of philosophy class, he knew that metaphysics explored the fundamental principles of the world and the textual comments on the margins slightly solved his doubts in the process of reading.

At the end of the page of perception, the book begins to explore the existence of the world and ancient and modern philosophers have their own opinions.

Yan Xue Xiao seemed to have been studying this question for a long time and stopped to outline the paper. When he saw the familiar handwriting, the boy’s heart suddenly beat and only the last comment was written as a sentence–

The world exists late.

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