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#233 - Chapter 233 Crying

"Tan Zuo Yin, it's good for them to run around more, exercising is a good thing, you're doing a good deed, you're simply a great philanthropist!"

After being unmuted, Tan Zuo Yin leaned on Qi Jing's shoulder, listening to him speak slowly.

"We who accumulate virtue and do good deeds don't need to care about other people's opinions. Whoever laughs at you is foolish and short-sighted. Ignore them."

"Were you laughing at me just now?"

"No, no, no, I was laughing at your expression, laughing at how cute you are, not laughing at anything else about you."

"Hmph, let's go, let's go to the next stop."

"Aren't you going to drink these bean drinks?"

"No, I'm not drinking them, they don't taste good."

"Alright, we won't drink them. I have drinks here, drink whatever you want."

"I want to drink orange juice!"

"Then let's drink orange juice."

Qi Jing had placed several juicers, ice cream machines, soy milk machines, and other machines in his space, so they could drink whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted.

"Let's go!"

After that, they visited some scenic spots and then went to the most famous university in the area.

As soon as they entered the gate, they saw someone flying in the sky, passing over their heads, hurrying to fly inside.

"A superhuman?"

"And one who can fly!"

There's actually a flying superhuman attending school here, let's see what's going on.

The two exchanged a glance and then chased after the direction he flew in.

Qi Jing used his Observation Haki to "watch" him stop at the door of a classroom and then walk inside.

"Let's go, let's see what class he's taking."

Qi Jing and Tan Zuo Yin walked to the outside of that classroom and read the information about the class:

Superhuman Abilities Class.

Teacher: Yu Xian.

This name looks familiar.

Isn't this the speed demon who took me to the New Student Competition?

His driving skills were clearly terrible, but he insisted on recklessly charging around. But thanks to him, I was able to find out about the new version of the VR helmet in advance and get the first clear and limited edition titles for several games.

But why would he be here teaching a class?

"Wouldn't we know if we ask him later?"

Tan Zuo Yin also recognized this team leader.

"Alright, let's go see what the cafeteria is like here first."

To judge the happiness of a school, first is the dormitory environment, and second is the cafeteria.

Walking on the road.

Tan Zuo Yin exclaimed, "It's so ordinary. I'm used to a campus full of superhumans, it's quite unusual to stroll around this ordinary campus."

In the Superhuman Academy, you can often see people flying in the sky, some with wings, some riding various mounts, and even extremely rare flying motorcycles.

"I heard that here, there's only one class related to superhuman abilities called 'Superhuman Abilities Class,' which includes all of our courses, but it's very concise and doesn't go into depth."

"Then the requirements for the teacher should be quite high."

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to be so amazing."

In Qi Jing's eyes, Yu Xian was just a game enthusiast who liked to race, and was especially talkative. He didn't expect that this guy could actually become a teacher.

Didn't he say that he was just a small teaching assistant?

"Zuo Yin, why are you crying?"

Qi Jing turned his head and saw that two lines of tears were streaming down Tan Zuo Yin's face, quietly sliding down her cheeks.

"Crying? No?"

Tan Zuo Yin looked at Qi Jing in confusion and then touched her face:

"Oh! Why am I crying?"

She wasn't even aware that tears were falling on her face.

What was she doing just now? Why would she cry?

Oh, right, just now she heard a very strange melody, and then she started to cry. Could it be related to it?

"Did you hear any music?"

Qi Jing shook his head:

"No?"

"Really not? Listen carefully."

Qi Jing closed his eyes and tried to sense it: "Still nothing."

"But I can hear it? Could it be because of my superpower?"

Tan Zuo Yin turned off her superpower, which she usually kept on.

Sure enough, she couldn't hear it anymore, and her tears also stopped.

"Let's go, let's go take a look there."

Tan Zuo Yin looked up at the classroom where the sound was coming from and then pulled Qi Jing towards the entrance of the building.

"I suspect that my tears were caused by the music from this classroom. Let's go, let's go take a look."

"Yeah, let's see."

Music that can make people cry? And only Zuo Yin can hear it, how strange.

Qi Jing also became interested in this music.

They entered the building and walked to the classroom where the music was coming from.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

A girl wearing large-framed glasses walked out from inside. She looked like a college student.

"We heard a piece of music and then followed it here."

Tan Zuo Yin began to communicate with her.

"Oh, you're here to find this music.

That's not right!

How did you hear it! This sound shouldn't be heard by ordinary people!"

The female college student widened her eyes and then turned her head to shout into the door:

"Professor! Someone can hear your music!"

"What? Someone can hear my music? Who? Where?"

An old man with white hair immediately ran out from inside upon hearing this news.

"It's them, they can hear it."

The female college student pointed at Qi Jing and Tan Zuo Yin and said to the old professor:

"They came here after hearing your music."

The white-haired old man, who was also wearing glasses, looked at Qi Jing and Tan Zuo Yin and said to them:

"Hello, I am Yue Qingyun, a professor at this university. This is my graduate student, Tian Sheng. Did you really hear my music?"

Qi Jing saw the curious look under Yue Qingyun's glasses, like the novels described, three parts disbelief, three parts expectation, three parts gratification, and one part doubt.

Looks like I have a talent for eye-reading master.

Tan Zuo Yin said, "To be precise, I heard this music. Did you research this music?"

Yue Qingyun nodded:

"Yes, I researched it. Did you really hear it?"

"Yes."

Yue Qingyun was still a little incredulous:

"Can you tell me what happened after you heard it?"

Tan Zuo Yin replied:

"After I heard it, two lines of tears streamed down my face. That's why I came here."

Hearing Tan Zuo Yin's answer, Yue Qingyun suddenly laughed:

"Hahaha, good, good, good, I knew my research direction was right. Finally, I finally succeeded! Hahahaha! Cough cough cough."

"Be careful, don't hurt your back."

Tian Sheng quickly supported Yue Qingyun, who was coughing, to prevent him from falling.

"Cough, it's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little too excited. My many years of research have finally paid off! Great, great!"

"Come in and sit for a while."

Seeing that Yue Qingyun was still immersed in his happy emotions and unable to extricate himself, Tian Sheng invited Qi Jing and the others to come in and sit down first.

"Thank you."

Tan Zuo Yin and Qi Jing exchanged a glance and then walked inside.

Stepping inside, Qi Jing noticed that the walls here were all covered with soundproofing materials similar to those in a recording studio, and there was a black machine in the center.

After Tian Sheng helped Yue Qingyun to a chair next to him, she brought out two small stools for them to sit on.

Tan Zuo Yin whispered to her:

"Senior Tian, what kind of music is Professor Yue researching?"