Chapter 137

10.4 - Hello, Professor Mu

translator: xiin

editors: alamerysl & BlueBug

Wen Ruoyi gathered his wits together and discovered that Xue Ling was serious, and not just playing around, when his fans once again began to go crazy hating on Twilight Darling on the internet.

Although he had told his management to dissolve their CP status online, some fans were not the type to listen to him just because he had asked them to do something. As long as they felt like their master had been wronged, they would angrily rush over to Twilight Darling's side, wanting to kill the person who dared to show their master some attitude.

Originally, as long as Gentleman's Twilight's message forwarding was used well, it could prove that they had a good private relationship, and show his followers that Twilight Darling had not just been holding onto his thighs. But Xue Ling ignored him, and even unfollowed him.

His female fans picked up on this, and they found it unforgivable.

Their god was giving him a lot of respect by paying attention to him and trying to make things easier! He was showing that it was not a big god taking advantage of a little nobody! Who did Twilight Darling think he was? Not replying when others were showing their concern, did he really think he was some big brand name?!

The hate army used this kind of logic to make a comeback and began to spam Twilight Darling's Weibo account once again.

This time, Twilight Darling's fangirls really couldn't stand it anymore. They also went into a frenzy, and started fighting back.

What our little nobody does is our business. We didn't ask your great god to come and concern himself over us.~ Who knows what kind of character your great god actually has, to make our little nobody disdain him so much? Perhaps he really did do something disgusting.~ Our Darling was so good-tempered and so polite. If he replied to everyone else but ignored your great god, doesn't that mean he did something!?

Was the great god so amazing? What right did he have to demand that everyone reply to him just because he showed concern? Nobody knows each other here; your family's great god is really too powerful. Does he have nothing better to do all day other than to ** in other people's Weibo all day long? Are you all unable to read the atmosphere?! Since your master is so unpleasant, shouldn't he go back and reflect on it?!

A flame war was raging, but Xue Ling went back to the song channels and queued up as though nothing had happened.

He had just said that he had a cold, but he came out to queue and sing again. Most of the girls on the channel were very surprised to see him, and told him to rest more when they heard that his voice still sounded stuffy.

Today seemed to be a strange day. There was nobody besides Xue Ling singing in the channel. After singing a song, he expressed that his performance was not up to par because of his cold. His voice sounded depressed and pitiful, which made his girl fans especially distressed.

[ Spicy Bird: How about you don't sing. Darling, why don't you do a special performance and chat with us? ]

Xue Ling read the comment and smiled widely. "One of you ladies suggested we chat. What do you all want to talk about?"

When he spoke up like this, the girls in the public screen all went wild, and lines of text scrolled up one after the other. But it only took a glance for him to see the repeated questions asking about his recent mood.

Xue Ling made a sad sound and said, "Some of you are asking about my recent mood. Well, I've been in a particularly bad mood recently."

When he said that, rows of comforting words appeared on the screen.

"It has nothing to do with things happening online~" Xue Ling propped his cheek against his hand and spoke carelessly, "I broke up with someone recently, and now I'm just looking for comfort."

There was a moment of silence on the public screen, and then the screen went crazy as everyone started leaving comments all at once.

[ Interdigital Sand: !!! Darling was in a relationship?!!! And broke up!!! Is it a guy or a girl!!! ]

[ Evening Qing: Petting Darling on the head. Don't be unhappy. It's the person who you broke up with who doesn't know how to cherish you. ]

[ Endless Happiness: Fierce petting! Breakup and getting sick, Darling is so pitiful... ]

Xue Ling's expression was amused, and no sign of unhappiness from his breakup could be seen on his face, but his voice when he spoke was full of painful heartbreak. "It's not so bad. Who hasn't encountered a few loser men in their lives? I was the one who suggested we break up. I'm preparing to spend some time recovering, then study hard and prepare to enter society as an adult~"

Wen Ruoyi returned the phone to Mu Sichao and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I have class."

"Oh..."

"Why are you still standing here? Didn't your baby say he needed to go to class?"

"You heard that?"

"I heard a little when I came in."

"Then, I'm leaving first."

Mu Sichao shook his head. He found it a little funny, because he seldom saw Wen Ruoyi act in such an awkward, confused manner. He used to be like an omnipotent elder brother in front of him, and had never been anxious when doing anything. It seemed like he really cared about this person and placed them in his heart, otherwise he would not be acting like that at all.

Could it be that everyone was falling in love because it was the season for romance? Mu Sichao turned around, gathered up his lesson plan, and prepared to go teach his next class.

He was a professor, and would occasionally teach a course. He had not picked up many courses this semester, but the one he was about to attend was a big class with hundreds of students sitting together in one classroom. In fact, the teaching efficiency was not very high.

Wen Ruoyi stood at the door of the classroom and watched as the students entered in twos and threes with their textbooks. Many students nodded to him and greeted him with 'Professor', which made him feel a little odd.

Wen Ruoyi and Mu Sichao were both teachers in the College of Management. The possibility of a foreign language class being held where their management classes were held was very low. Most of the classes in the foreign language department were held in the first teaching building, and if not, they would usually at most be held in the second teaching building. They would basically never be held in the third building...

All the students entering the classroom now were students from his department, and the course seemed to belong to their department... Was Ning Simu really here for class?

As soon as he finished his thoughts, he saw Mu Sichao coming towards him. Seeing that he was still standing there, he also raised up his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Is it a teacher-student relationship?"

Wen Ruoyi rolled his eyes and answered, "Online relationship."

Mu Sichao tsked. He was now really curious about who Wen Ruoyi's 'baby' was, so after he left his things inside the classroom, he came back out and stood next to him to wait. In any case, he was a professor, and nobody would wonder why he was foolishly standing there.

And then, when the teenager he had been waiting to see showed up, he found that his entire consciousness had turned blank.

Today, Ning Simu was wearing a simple white shirt paired with a pair of jeans. He had a shoulder bag slung over one shoulder, his head of small curls somewhat mussed, and when matched with his beautiful face, his entire person seemed to shine.

Wen Ruoyi was a little anxious. His mind was full of questions about why Ning Simu would choose to meet here. On the other hand, Mu Sichao was a little dazed. For no other reason than because this person's appearance was enough to make his soul tremble.

Over the years, he had met many people who looked similar to himself during his search for his brother. Some were more similar than the teenager standing in front of him, but they had never given him this kind of feeling... This feeling of kinship...

The two of them were standing there like soldiers waiting for review. Inexplicably, their feelings of anxiety were similar.

Wen Ruoyi had just been about to open his mouth when Xue Ling came in, but was stopped by a look. The youngster's gaze fell on Mu Sichao instead, and he slowly pressed his lips together before saying, "Hello, Professor Mu." He held out his hand to Mu Sichao.

Mu Sichao felt rather strange, but he inexplicably also raised his hand as he felt a sense of expectancy, and then shook hands.

"Twilight..." Wen Ruyi hurried to speak up. He was afraid that Xue Ling might have misunderstood something when he saw him standing with Mu Sichao.

Xue Ling did not answer him. He firmly grasped Mu Sichao's hand, then stepped forward and stared at Mu Sichao for a long time. Just when Wen Ruoyi wanted to pull them apart, Xue Ling opened his mouth, hesitated, then said, "Elder brother?"

Mu Sichao froze.

And the expression on Wen Ruoyi's face also turned stiff.

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