He took out a palm-sized plush charm from his pocket, squinted his eyes, and hung the charm on his phone.
Then he left coldly.
Vice Principal: "???"
He seemed to have just seen their cold and unfeeling Principal take out a plush toy?
He must be seeing things.
The Vice Principal decided to have a couple of drinks to calm himself.
He hadn’t taken action when a visitor arrived.
"Vice Principal, it’s me, I’m here to request a leave of absence." Wen Tinglan’s eyes were steady, "My sister’s experimental project is just short of people, and I’m ready to go help her."
Wen Tinglan has been in university for almost three years, having already completed all the credits last semester.
The courses at Norton University are not comparable to other universities.
In these many years, the students who have completed the credits ahead of time can be counted on one hand.
"Great!" The Vice Principal decided immediately, "I will fully support an adult’s career, and will have the action department charter a flight to send you to G country."
Wen Tinglan’s senses were keen: "Did someone come by just now?"
"Ah, the brilliant and wise Principal came by and left." The Vice Principal patted his thigh, "He’s not acting right, very not right."
Wen Tinglan nodded slightly.
He was quite curious about the Principal too, but he had seen the photos from Ying Zijin a long time ago.
The action department quickly sent the plane, and Wen Tinglan boarded together with a few juniors who volunteered.
He flipped through the materials Ying Zijin had sent him.
Halfway through the flight, someone exclaimed.
Wen Tinglan looked up, "What’s the matter?"
"Senior Wen." The boy stammered, "There’s someone in the rear cabin."
Wen Tinglan’s expression changed, and he immediately headed over.
Could it be that some criminal had secretly boarded the plane?
However, upon seeing the person inside, Wen Tinglan’s forehead twitched: "...Adele."
He knew it.
Adele blinked her innocent big eyes, her voice soft: "Tinglan, my legs are numb."
Wen Tinglan: "..."
Resignedly, he had no choice but to reach in and lift her out from the narrow space.
The young man stood at 1.85 meters tall, tall and straight.
His shoulders were broad, his chest warm, and there was a faint sandalwood scent wafting down.
It’s the kind young girls liked the most.
"I’ll have the captain send you back later." Wen Tinglan’s brows furrowed slightly, "You’re not allowed to come."
"Why not." Adele pouted indignantly, "I’ve also completed my credits, earlier than you even."
Wen Tinglan frowned, his pupils deep and black: "Because it could be dangerous."
Any scientific research project carries significant risks, especially a large-scale experiment like the Cosmic Carrier.
Should there be any nuclear radiation or leakage, nearby researchers would be harmed.
Not everyone is as lucky as Wen Fengmian, having Ancient Martial Talent to save their lives.
"So what if it’s dangerous." Adele didn’t care, "Look, we’ve even blown up small asteroid groups, what’s this about."
Wen Tinglan pressed his head: "It’s different."
"Anyway, even if you send me back, I can find a way to come." Adele said with her hands behind her back, "You’ve never beaten me."
"..."
That is true.
Wen Tinglan finally conceded: "Fine, but you must stick to me at all times."
Adele hopped forward cheerfully: "Yay."
The plane dived into the clouds, heading straight for G country.
**
On the day before New Year’s Eve, Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen officially arrived in the capital.
Old Master Zhong, Ying Tianlv, and Fu Yihan naturally went along.
The second wedding was held together with the New Year’s Eve dinner, and wasn’t broadcast live.
Only netizens who registered in advance were allowed to attend the wedding banquet in the hall.
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