Chapter 75 Fu-Reston
Shalan always thought that the teacher Ailan was talking about was a man. In his imagination, the teacher that Ailan admired very much should be a middle-aged or elderly scholar who looked bookish and knowledgeable.
When Shalan heard Ailan say her teacher's name, a middle-aged female scholar subconsciously emerged in his mind. She was slightly plump, had short hair, and a smile. However, when Shalan came to Singer Village near the ruins and saw Fu-Reston who was directing several students to pack their equipment and prepare to enter the ruins, he realized that the Fu-Reston he imagined was completely different from the real her.
She was a woman with long brown hair, a slim and plump figure, and an extremely beautiful face. Shalan looked at her and had no way of judging her age. If she was forty years old, Shalan felt it was reasonable, and if she was thirty, she was also believable. Even if she was twenty years old, Shalan felt that it was not completely impossible. In short, this was a woman that Shalan could not help but admire.
"Teacher Ailan, are you sure that is Teacher Reston?"
Glancing at Shalan with a half-smile, Ailan nodded and said, "Yes, that is Teacher Fu. Of course, you can call her Teacher Reston. How about it? Are you surprised?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Shalan nodded and said, "I am indeed surprised. I did not expect that there would be such a teacher in the History Department of Birona University. It seems that Teacher Ailan, you are a university teacher in the same vein as Teacher Reston."
With a hearty laugh, Ailan took Shalan to the group of people who were sorting their equipment at the edge of the village. At this time there were only eight people here, including Ailan and Shalan, which meant that there were still four people who were not here.
Seeing Ailan coming, Fu came up and hugged Ailan, then reached out and gently stroked Ailan's cheek, saying with pity: "Look, I told you not to follow me, but you insisted on following me. It would be bad if your skin was damaged."
Shalan looked at Fu's loving expression towards Ailan and raised his eyebrows slightly. A guess emerged in his mind, and Fu's expression became more and more strange.
Ailan didn't know whether she had already gotten used to her teacher's appearance or had never noticed it. She just smiled and hugged her teacher, then let go and made room for him, and introduced Shalan to Fu.
"Teacher, this is the Shallan I told you about, Shallan Werman! His mastery of the Mansmer language system far exceeds mine, and he can definitely help you, teacher."
Fu looked Shalan up and down and nodded, but there was no special emotion on her face.
"Are you Shalan? The student Ailan introduced to me? Do you want the admission quota I have?"
When Fu said this, the people around her, including Ailan, were stunned for a moment, because what Fu said was not the common language of the continent, but the complete Manse American English.
Shalan raised his eyebrows. He knew that he was being tested. However Shalan had already mastered the Manse language and its six variants to a high level. After hearing Fu's words, he nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Reston. I am Shalan Werman. I do want the admission quota that you have."
Fu showed a hint of surprise on her face, then looked at Shalan with interest and continued in Mans American: "Then why do you think you can get the recommendation quota from me? There is only one recommendation quota per year, and I can use it to make friends with a big shot of high status."
"I also have some experience in archaeology, and my ability to act is pretty good. If I can become a member of the history department, I should be able to bring a lot of help to Mr. Reston."
"That's a pretty standard answer, but you've certainly demonstrated your mastery of the Mansmei language system. If you could join the history department, it would make it even more prestigious."
After saying this, Fu looked at Ailan and continued to speak to her in the common language: "Ailan, this little fellow you found is pretty good. He has a very good grasp of the Mansmei language system. At least he has passed my test in this regard. Can you rest assured for the time being?"
Hearing Fu's words, Ailan reached out and hugged Fu's arm, and said with a chuckle: "Teacher, I'm right, Shalan is really an excellent person."
Fu looked at Ailan's appearance, narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Shalan and said with a smile: "Yes, he is indeed a very good student. It seems that Ailan likes him very much."
Ailan blushed, shook her head, and said, "I didn't say I liked him very much, it's just... it's just that I encountered some danger in the school in Cynthia City before, and it was Shalan who saved me. I am indeed grateful and fond of him, but if I really want to have any results, it hasn't reached that level yet. Now we are just good friends."
Obviously relieved, Fu then said to Ailan: "I told you before that you should stay under me as an assistant first, and then become a teacher in our history department. It's just that you are too ambitious and want to go your own way. Sure enough, you are in danger. But at this point, I want to thank this little guy. If it weren't for him, you would really be hurt by that damn bastard."
Having said this, Ailan immediately started to act coquettishly towards Fu, and the two of them started chatting and laughing again.
Walking in front of the other five people, Fu introduced them: "Let me introduce a new guy to you. His name is Shalan Wenman. He was introduced by Ailan. He has a deep understanding of the Mansmei language system. He will explore the ruins with us in the future."
Hearing Fu's words, the other five people clapped their hands symbolically to express their welcome. Shalan also greeted them, being very humble.
After the introduction, Fu glanced at the eight people present, frowned slightly, and said, "Gruul, Gro and Amanda haven't come back yet? They said they were going to Cynthia City for a walk, but they haven't come back in a few days. What are they doing?"
The student whom Fu called Gruul shrugged helplessly and said, "Teacher, you also know Gruul's character. Amanda is also a student he introduced this year who wants to get your admission quota. I don't know much about her. Maybe they will come back in a while.
There is another thing I want to tell you, teacher. I don’t know where the two guides you found in the village went. They haven’t appeared in the village for more than a day.”
