Ning Chen returned to Xiamen City on Sunday afternoon. He put a box of jewelry under a submarine reef more than ten miles away from the coast, and returned to his dormitory with only the refined magic weapon.
"Where have you been? The phone couldn't be connected. We almost called the police!" Zhang Hanjie asked in a fuss when he saw Ning Chen coming in.
"Uh..." Ning Chen took out his mobile phone and took a look. Because the mobile phone had been working hard to search for signals at sea, it consumed a lot of power and had automatically shut down in the middle of the night.
"I went out to do some errands, what's the matter?" Ning Chen asked, picking up the charger from the table and connecting it to his phone.
"It's not a big deal, except that someone came to see you this morning. When we asked him who he was, he didn't say who he was. He left when he heard you weren't there." Zhang Hanjie said, "We turned off the phone when we called you."
"Oh?" Ning Chen was also a little curious about who came to see him, but since he didn't see him, he would probably come over again, so he naturally knew about it, and Ning Chen didn't take it to heart.
"Hey, you went to the City God's Temple. What did you find? Let me see?"
At this time, Zhang Hanjie saw the three flying swords and the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield that Ning Chen put on the table. He walked over and picked up the small clock and looked at it. "The workmanship is very fine. It is still warm to the touch. This dragon carving is quite good."
Ah, it's not cheap.
There are three more swords here, eh? Let me go, why is your sword still open and where is the scabbard?"
The flying sword made by Ning Chen was not of high grade at all, and its power did not change much, so he made three swords according to the style of the Han sword on the Internet. The swords have grids and stems, and they look like they are about a foot long.
It was a long bladed dagger, but out of habit, Ning Chen forgot to refine the scabbard.
"There is no scabbard." Ning Chen said helplessly. He regretted refining the flying sword. The earth did not have the materials to refine the magic bag, and even if it did, he would not make it. What's the point of carrying three controlled knives all day long?
What's going on?
Zhang Hanjie looked Ning Chen up and down, "Martial arts masters are great, and they are not afraid of hurting themselves."
Ning Chen laughed dryly, and with his body at the ninth level of Qi refining, the ordinary flying sword with its edge really couldn't hurt him, but in this case there was no need to show off.
"Why didn't you buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone?" Zhang Hanjie asked, looking Ning Chen up and down.
"Why did you buy that thing?" Ning Chen asked curiously.
"We're going to show off our skills on Tuesday, why don't you practice first?"
Ning Chen then realized that what Zhang Hanjie was talking about was the Chinese traditional art exchange meeting held by Takeuchi Ryūo, "No, if I show my hand, they won't dare to take action."
Ning Chen was telling the truth, but Zhang Hanjie rolled his eyes decisively to express disbelief. Seeing that Ning Chen was fine, he continued to browse the forum online.
"I remember you said you were going to start writing a paper? Why are you still surfing the Internet?" Ning Chen glanced at Zhang Hanjie's computer and asked.
"It's finished." Zhang Hanjie said casually.
"What?"
"I wrote a set of logic optimization algorithms based on the Android system, which improved the underlying computing efficiency of Diudiu, put forward sustainable optimization suggestions in the future, and produced a paper, which I have already shown to my boss."
"Then what?"
"It passed. My boss also asked me to submit my article. Don't even think about it for an international journal. It's not a big problem for a domestic journal." Zhang Hanjie said casually.
Ning Chen was speechless. He knew that Zhang Hanjie's computer skills were very good, but he didn't expect it to be this good. He was still working hard to read books and find information to prepare a comprehensive theory. He had already written a practical paper and passed it.
"I'll go, such a beautiful Japanese girl!" Zhang Hanjie suddenly shouted.
Ning Chen was putting the three flying swords into the closet. Hearing this, he turned back and glanced at Zhang Hanjie's computer. There was a photo of the Japanese exchange group at Xiamen Airport.
"The Japanese exchange group is here?"
"Not long after we arrived, this was taken by the student who was responsible for picking up the airport. It was just posted on the forum. Wow, kawaii. I wonder if she will show up at the exchange meeting on Tuesday. I want to go too!"
Ning Chen looked at the photo. There were about twenty people in the exchange group standing in a row. The woman who made Zhang Hanjie sigh was standing among them. She had long hair shawl, big eyes and a cute scissor hand. She was indeed very beautiful.
However, Ning Chen obviously didn't care much about the girl, but immediately saw Ryusei Takeuchi standing next to the central teacher.
Different from the make-up look on the poster, Takeuchi Ryuso in the photo has medium-long hair, his face is sharp and angular, and he looks slightly Western. His eyes are very bright, which shows that he is very energetic, and his nose is straight.
With thick eyebrows and deep eyes, he is handsome and talented. No wonder he has aroused discussion in Xiamen University.
"Haha, let alone Tuesday's exchange meeting, do you think such a beautiful girl won't perform on stage at tomorrow's reception party?" Ning Chen teased.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of it? Let me take a look at tomorrow's program." Zhang Hanjie quickly returned to the directory page and started looking for the exchange group's schedule.
"Do you have the program for tomorrow?" Ning Chen asked, touching his nose.
"Yes, the school's Japanese students and members of the exchange group also performed, but I didn't pay attention before." Zhang Hanjie quickly found what he was looking for.
"This girl's name is Iwai Masako. She has a double major in international relations and law. She is a junior this year. She is a full scholarship recipient and has been a top student every year."
"There are still three good students in Japan?"
"I added the last sentence!"
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Time soon arrived on Tuesday. Last night, Zhang Hanjie dragged Ning Chen to the party auditorium. However, they were obviously late when they went there. By that time, the auditorium was already overcrowded, and many students were crowded at the door to watch. They even had no access to the door.
I didn't get crowded, so I poked my head outside and looked around for a while, but couldn't see anything. In the end, I could only go back to the dormitory in frustration.
The exchange group will stay at Xiamen University for a week, but there is no limit to the number of places. The only activities that all students in the school can participate in are the Chinese Art Exchange Meeting on Tuesday and an international relations debate on Thursday.
Ning Chen had lunch with Zhang Hanjie, and then he was dragged to the activity center.
"Don't be so anxious, this is not yesterday's hot dance performance, and everyone has classes in the afternoon, so there won't be too many people there all the time. You will meet a lot of people when you come here at this time!" Ning Chen said helplessly.
As a result, they met He Yilong and Liu Shanshan at the door.
"Where's Da Fei?" Zhang Hanjie asked.
"I went to play basketball. He's not interested in this thing." He Yilong said. He didn't understand this either. He just had nothing to do after dinner, so he and Liu Shanshan came to visit for leisure.
A few people met together, and as soon as they walked to the door, they heard a clear but slightly weird voice saying in Mandarin with a smile, "Hehe, if you can beat Takeuchi-kun, I will kiss you."