After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 307

That night, Ni Yangzhou lay under the slowly squeaking fan, thinking all the time. His cell phone kept ringing, but he was in no mood to check it.

After thinking all night, his pillow finally got wet and he fell asleep.

The next morning, Ni Yangzhou was awakened by his mother knocking on the door:

"Zhou Zhou, wake up! Your teacher is here to see you!"

……

Ni Yangzhou jumped up, opened the door, and saw his mother talking to Yan Congzhi, who was dressed in a suit and tie.

"My son Zhou Zhou was not feeling well yesterday and went to bed late. He usually gets up very early and has a good habit!"

"mom!"

Ni Yangzhou's face turned red. He was still in his pajamas, with his hair standing on end, like a hedgehog that had just woken up from hibernation.

"Hey, change your clothes first."

Sang Shulan pushed her son in, closed the door, and went to the kitchen to make water and pour tea. Yan Congzhi glanced at the closed door and followed Sang Shulan in to help.

After a few seconds, he was pushed out and asked to sit down and rest.

At this moment, the man's cell phone vibrated:

[Why are you here!]

Yan Congzhi typed with his eyes downcast:

[I'm worried about you.]

[How many hours are left? It won’t be that fast!]

The man's typing fingers hesitated for a moment, feeling a little sad at being resisted.

[I am worried.]

Ni Yangzhou was in the room looking at the text messages he had received. He sighed, got up to change his clothes, and picked out a light green sportswear that his mother had just bought for him. He looked like a fresh water onion.

The young man pushed open the door and came out, making eye contact with the person on the narrow sofa.

The sofa was not big. Yan Congzhi, who was wearing prosthetic limbs, was quite tall and had a large frame. He sat on the sofa with the corners of his lips flat and his brows slightly furrowed, looking a little cramped.

Sang Shulan came out carrying some fruit:

"Teacher Yan, you were the one who helped deliver it to Zhou Zhou yesterday, thank you so much!"

There were a lot of gifts brought by Geng Yi placed on the ground. The assistant showed his face as soon as he entered the room and then went back to the car to wait, leaving Sang Shulan no chance to refuse.

Ni Yangzhou looked at the pile of gifts that was piled up like a small mountain, jumped on one leg onto the sofa opposite, and faced Yan Congzhi.

"You are Zhouzhou's counselor, right? It's really hard work. I heard that university teachers are very busy. You..."

Ni Yangzhou interrupted his mother and said, "It's not the counselor, it's me..." The young man hesitated and said, "I was planning to apply for Teacher Yan's postgraduate program, so I contacted the teacher in advance. As a result, Teacher Yan and I hit it off right away and got along really well! That's why he took good care of me!"

Sang Shulan was a little confused after listening to the whole thing. She had no idea that the relationship between a mentor and a future student could be so good. The pile of gifts was enough to make her confused, and her son's hasty explanations made it even more obvious.

Sang Shulan smiled twice and followed her son's lead, saying, "Thank you, Teacher Yan..."

Ni Yangzhou glanced over, and Yan Congzhi responded, "It's my job. Yangzhou is a good student."

Sang Shulan looked at her son, then looked at the teacher who was dressed elegantly and had a Taoist bun, and who spoke to her son while looking at his expression. She had a bad guess in her mind.

Several people sat together, the atmosphere was a little awkward, Yan Congzhi took the initiative to speak:

"Besides, I was there when Yangzhou was injured yesterday. I didn't take good care of him. It was my fault."

This sentence slightly dispelled some of Ms. Sang's concerns. She thought that perhaps Zhouzhou's injury was related to this teacher, and she felt sorry for it, so she came to apologize specially.

When you think about it this way, a bunch of gifts makes sense.

Ni Yangzhou took the tea and calmed down, then said to his mother:

"Teacher Yan has a project to do today and needs my help, so he asked for leave from school for me. Mom, let's leave now."

Sang Shulan never wanted to go against her son's ideas, but she was a little worried, so she asked, "Where are we going? Is the wheelchair accessible?"

"That's convenient." Ni Yangzhou sat down on the wheelchair in the living room, and Yan Congzhi stood up very naturally and held the handle behind the wheelchair.

"Our teacher Yan is doing research on... ancient architectural styles. Today we are just going to do some research together. We don't have to walk much."

Yan Congzhi did not refute, but just listened quietly to his apprentice's nonsense.

Sang Shulan felt that it made sense, but something was wrong. Seeing that the two were about to leave, she could only say, "Be careful. Teacher Yan, please come often when you are free!"

There were few relatives visiting the family. Sang Shulan suddenly felt that she had said something wrong after she finished the last sentence. She was afraid that the teacher would think that she and the child were trying to establish a relationship with others. When she was regretting it, the man turned around and nodded seriously:

"Thank you for your invitation. I will come often."

Ms. Sang's smile froze at the corner of her mouth. After the two of them left the door, she realized that her lips were so dry that they stuck to her teeth.

These two people...

No matter what Sang Shulan in the room thought, Ni Yangzhou was a little unhappy when he got into the car.

The solemn and serious parent-teacher meeting I had imagined...

"master."

Ni Yangzhou opened his mouth to call for help, and Geng Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, quickly climbed up the partition.

Yan Congzhi sat on the leather seat and turned his eyes to look at his youthful apprentice.

"you……"

Ni Yangzhou was about to complain, but suddenly felt that whatever he said now would be a little inappropriate, so he opened his mouth and closed it again.

The traffic light at the intersection was red, and the car stopped smoothly. Ni Yangzhou thought for a moment and decided not to worry about it for the time being.

"Master, what are we going to do today?"

Yan Congzhi didn't know what he did wrong, which made his apprentice hesitate to speak. When he heard the question, he quickly answered:

"Go find someone."

Ni Yangzhou thought that his master's old habit had come back again, where he would only finish his sentences halfway.

"who?"

"A spiritual master named Meng."