Xiang Fei knew too many secrets.
Fortunately, this child is not talkative, so he just keeps the excessive secrets in his heart like other words.
He stammered and asked Mu Le for confirmation, his eyes were clear and his words were sincere.
As his good friend, Mu Le naturally couldn't hide it from him anymore.
"Actually..." Mu Le said, "You guessed right. I am a human being, and I am with him."
Xiang Fei: “… qaq.”
Mu Le: "You will keep it a secret for me, right?"
Xiang Fei had tears in her eyes, but she didn't cry.
She looks quite pitiful even with tears in her eyes.
He bravely bears many secrets that are not suitable for his age.
And in the last two seconds before class, classmate Mu Le and I rushed into the classroom at the speed of life and death, just as the bell sounded.
Safe on base, no late.
When school was over at noon, Mu Le and Xiang Fei were "interrogated" by Ort again.
The two friends came to class in a hurry, and it was obvious that they came together... Maybe they were keeping some little secret from him!
Erte pressed on, asking seriously, "Are you guys dating behind my back?!"
Mu Le: “…”
She had heard the word "love" twice in one morning, and both times it was said by elementary school students.
Kids nowadays are maturing more and more precociously! !
Xiang Fei blushed and stammered: "Erte... No, don't talk nonsense. We..."
"We are still students, and we should focus on studying." Mu Le continued seriously, "Do you still remember the upcoming midterm exam?"
Erte: “… … … !!!!”
Ort, a single-celled child, quickly put aside his doubts and his mind was filled with midterm exams and the end of the world, two equally serious problems for him.
After lunch, Xiang Fei quietly came to the Ancient Research Society.
When he came, he was holding a small box of pastries in his hand. His timid appearance attracted the attention of many seniors. A tall senior came over and asked Xiang Fei softly, as if he was concerned about a lost child: "Are you here to look for someone?"
Xiang Fei took a step back, about to cry: "Yes... yes..."
He himself is afraid of talking to strangers.
Mu Le came out quickly and called out in a low voice: "Fei Fei."
When the senior heard the small and soft voice, a kind smile appeared on his face.
As a result, his eyes met Mu Le, and he looked at the dragon horns on her head, and his smile disappeared immediately.
He touched his nose and turned away.
Mu Le didn't care about this at all. She trotted to Xiang Fei and asked him softly, "What's wrong?"
Xiang Fei raised the box in her hand: "Snacks made by... the teacher... of the Goblin Poetry Society."
Mu Le looked at the translucent little box in Xiang Fei's hand in surprise.
Through the box, you can vaguely see that it contains some cute and plump little things with pink colors.
Xiang Fei whispered, "Shall we go eat together?"
Mu Le nodded: "Okay."
They left the Ancient Research Society and Mu Le suggested going to the seat next to the vending machine.
There is usually no one there. The last time he met Wei Xingchen, he went there specifically to find her.
It's a nice quiet place.
Mu Le and Xiang Fei sat down on the bench by the window. Xiang Fei carefully opened the box in her hand, revealing the cute pink snacks inside.
"… This was made by the goblin teachers together." Xiang Fei pointed at one of the desserts and said to her, "This is Teacher Lily."
Mu Le: "!!! Oh! I can see that!"
It turns out that each piece of snack is the face of the goblin teachers.
Xiang Fei nodded and said, "Everyone has a share."
He opened the box and found that the snacks on the bottom layer were exactly the same as those on the top layer.
Two children sat together and had snacks.
"By the way..." Xiang Fei said, "Teacher Lily said that they might organize a sprint class."
Mu Le bit the snack: "What?"
"Many of the goblin students are very smart and learn very quickly... The goblin teacher wants to open a tutoring class for them." Xiang Fei tilted her head and looked at Mu Le, "Do you want to go? It's every... weekend afternoon."
Mu Le: "Ah... Isn't this a tutorial class for the goblin students?"
"We can also go..." Xiang Fei looked a little nervous, "Teacher Lily asked me to ask you something."
Mu Le thought about it and nodded: "Okay. I happen to be quite free on weekends."
Xiang Fei smiled happily: "Yeah!"
…
For the next two days, Mu Le's life was busy and fulfilling.
She studied hard every day and did exercises in her spare time. After school, she had dinner with Gu Mingyuan outside and then went to the laboratory to accompany him.
Everyone in the lab was a little scared of Gu Mingyuan, but not of her, probably because she looked so sweet and well behaved when she smiled.
Mu Le and Gu Mingyuan also have a good relationship with their female classmates.
She always carries fruit candies of various flavors with her, and occasionally some strange snacks.
Although eating is not allowed in the laboratory, Mu Le usually comes during the break after dinner, and the girls will gather together to drink tea and chat.
Because of Mu Le's joining, their favorability towards Long suddenly increased. Within two days, someone dared to pinch Mu Le's face, and someone jokingly asked her if the candies she distributed every day were wedding candies.
Mu Le was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and said with a smile: "Still working hard."
These days, the laboratory break room after dinner is always filled with the laughter of girls.
The professor also likes Mule very much.
When he first heard that Mu Le was a fan of ancient cultural research and had extraordinary abilities in this area, he didn't quite believe it - after all, Mu Le was still a child in his eyes.
He had only seen Mu Le a few times, and except for the last time when he was holding hands with Gu Mingyuan, every time he was held in Gu Mingyuan's arms like a child.
But Gu Mingyuan has always been thorough in his work, so he didn't dare to doubt it.
On the third day after Mu Le came to the laboratory, the professor tentatively provided Mu Le with some less confidential documents and asked Mu Le to help classify them.
It can be considered a test.
Mu Le thought it would be very difficult. After she received the document, she had a headache for half a minute looking at the densely packed words on it.
Half a minute later, Mu Le, who had started working, smiled.
When the lab is busy, everyone is very serious and no one will chat casually when they have nothing to do.
After Mu Le started laughing, only Booker, who was awakened as an off-field aid and occasionally helped to remind her, asked her puzzledly: "What's wrong?"
"This is very interesting... I don't know where the professor found it." Mu Le said, "After the translation, it is classical Chinese and ancient poetry."
Booker floated beside Mule: "… Really? Is it from the book on Earth?"
As a spirit that parasitized the book, he only knew how to translate these words into Mu Le's language, but he didn't know the origin of these words.
Booker speculated that this was because there were books recording "Chinese" on the planet, but no books recording these poems.
Mu Le nodded happily, just finding it very interesting.
I don’t know which talented human left this place on the planet.
Although the grammar of Interstellar Language is very similar to that of Chinese, it is not exactly the same. Directly translating classical Chinese and poetry is like a student with poor English writing an English translation.
This feeling is probably... After the phrase "春眠不AWAY FROM DAMN THE DAWN" was translated into "spring, not, sleep", and it has been passed down for tens of millions of years, later generations used ancient books to speculate whether their ancestors had any custom of not allowing sleeping in spring a long, long time ago.
…Not sleeping is fine, the next sentence is still “hearing birds singing everywhere”.
It's very mysterious.
These were probably sorted out by the professor. He gave them to Mu Le and asked her to separate them into complete articles and broken sentences.
Many poems became incomplete and out of order during the process of circulation.
The already mysterious semantics becomes even more mysterious.
Mu Le read and guessed, and soon extracted the complete article.
Then there were those tattered poems, which I picked up and rearranged, mending them like mending clothes, and sorting them out.
After dark, before Gu Mingyuan took her home.
Mu Le successfully sorted out the document and handed it to the professor.
The professor was confused.
Although organizing documents is the simplest task, it would take at least three days for people who have never been exposed to these mysterious ancient books to get a clue.
This kid finished it in just minutes
The professor had to take the matter more seriously.
He took the documents from Mu Le and was about to apologize for his previous contempt when he heard the little girl ask him crisply: "Professor, can I take these documents to interpret and annotate them?"
professor:"… … … ?"
Mu Le is now very proficient in interstellar language. It may be because she reads a lot of books, or it may be because she has read a lot of research reports. In short, her understanding of various professional vocabulary and written terms has also risen to a higher level.
Now let’s look at the texts left by our predecessors…
It’s like being a translator who has passed the CET-8 and turns around to see the shabby CET-4 translation questions he filled out.
I really want to modify them and fill in the correct answers.
The professor looked a little confused: "Ah? Ah... If you want, you can try it?"
Mu Le: "Thank you, Professor!"
Professor: “… No… You’re welcome?”
Why did this girl thank him for doing his work?
The professor turned his gaze to Gu Mingyuan blankly, as if wanting to get some answer from him.
But he saw that Gu Mingyuan just lowered his eyes and looked at the girl beside him, his eyes full of indulgence and doting smile.
professor:…
One is efficient and effective in doing research, the other is good at dividing files quickly and easily, both are so strong and polite, and... they also show affection
Many years ago, when the professor was still young and a top student, his classmates asked him, "Where do you get so much time?"
Now, he really wanted to ask this question to the two people in front of him.
… Maybe this is the world of young people.
It’s great to be young.
…
It was already late when the young people returned home. They washed up and prepared to rest.
Mu Le was so excited that he couldn't sleep at all.
Through the remaining materials called "ancient culture", Mu Le felt as if he was touching the culture he was familiar with through the history of the planet.
It even feels like I'm traveling across tens of millions of years to have a conversation with interesting predecessors.
—This is probably the charm of history.
Mu Le completely forgot that Gu Mingyuan had just suspected him of "hiding under the quilt and playing with his mobile phone" two days ago.
It’s now officially on the agenda.
Mu Le spent half an hour racking his brains to annotate a poem he had chosen.
She felt that her annotations were perfect. The more she read them, the more satisfied she was. She couldn't help but click on the dialog box of the professor whom she had just added today in her friend list.
Send this document over.
I asked him excitedly: [Professor, Professor! Do you think this is okay?]
Three minutes later, the professor replied.
Professor: [Okay, okay, you did a great job. It’s so late, are you and Gu Mingyuan still working overtime together? You’ve been working hard.]
Mu Le: “… huh?”
She had just finished reading the professor's message when she heard a knock on the door.
"LeLe." Gu Mingyuan stood at the door and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?"
Mu Le: “…”
She subconsciously turned off the lights at lightning speed and prepared to play dead.
Gu Mingyuan: "I'm coming in."
Mu Le: “… !!”
Gu Mingyuan pushed the door open and saw Mu Le sitting on the bed with a light screen floating in front of him, emitting a faint blue light.
On the light screen is the control interface of the butler system.
She is turning off the lights.
Mu Le flicked his fingers and turned on the light again.
Gu Mingyuan stood at the door and looked at her, with a smile on his face: "Why are you so nervous?"
"… Just." Mu Le swallowed, "Subconsciously."
This is how most human children come about.
Even when she was boarding at a relative's house, when she was reading in the middle of the night, she would immediately turn off the lights and pretend to be dead if she heard any noise.
This is an instinctive reaction engraved in human genes!
"If you can't sleep, you can tell me." Gu Mingyuan turned on the laptop and dimmed the light in the room a little bit. "It's okay to sleep a little late occasionally."
He walked towards Mu Le and sat beside her bed, looking patient and gentle like an expert in dealing with insomnia.
Mu Le hid in the quilt and stretched out half of his face: "But you didn't sleep either."
Gu Mingyuan: “…”
Mu Le felt that the current scene was very much like a pair of lovers who had just said goodnight to each other and finally met in the Canyon of Kings.
The author has something to say: Gu Mingyuan (inner thoughts): Is my baby suffering from insomnia? Worried.jpg
Mu Le: You lied to me! You didn't even go to sleep after you said good night!
Gu Mingyuan: …
#I think this problem can be solved perfectly by sleeping together (?)