Half a Sect Master

ords were actually decent.
What was even more strange was that the calligraphy was written in traditional Chinese.

The people in dormitory 509 thought that Bai Fan was just playing with something new, and he would give up after two or three days of playing around.
They would come forward to tease Bai Fan when he was practicing calligraphy, “Is it because you played too much Warcraft? Stuck in the fantasy? Or is it because you’re interested in a girl from the Chinese department?”

Bai Fan didn’t say a word to reply to all of this, and he practiced hard.
As time went on, people in dormitory 509 realised that something was wrong.
After so many days, Bai Fan insisted on practicing for at least two hours every day.
He spent all his afternoon writing words, and this never stopped for a day.
In this way, Bai Fan’s handwriting became better and better, Bai Fan also borrowed a lot of ancient documents from the library, and recited it every day.

But of course, this is not because he wanted to.
After all, he had to spend half of the time in that world.
When taking the medicinal bath, Yin Nanhan would test him for what he studied during the day depending on his mood.
In order not to have the word incompetent being associated with Yin Rui, he could only re-learn what Yin Rui studied during the day when he had any time.

Bai Fan thinks that he and Yin Rui are both poor souls, because he knows that Yin Rui is just as busy as him.
After all, most of the teaching and training are done during the day, and it can be said that replacing Yin Rui at night was the easiest part.

What’s even more unfortunate is that graduation is approaching, and students are already looking for jobs.
They are all busy with their graduation thesis and graduation necessities.
In short, they are extremely busy.
Fortunately, Bai Fan had an omnipotent assistant by his side, otherwise Bai Fan was really worried about whether he would be able to graduate.

“Ow~ Luo Shuai, you’re not fair! Unfair! Bad! Why do you only help Bai Fan do the laundry? You should help me too.” Qian Qiang looked at Luo Shuai who was drying both his and Bai Fan’s clothes on the balcony.

“Shoo, go away,” Luo Shuai’s words are direct.
He picked up the next piece of clothing, shook it, and placed it on the hanger.
When he found out that it was a pair of small white boxers, the smile on Luo Shuai’s face turned strange.
Then he turned to glance at Bai Fan.

“You two must be hooking up, tell me, when did this happen*?” Qian Qiang puffed his chest.

     “You just knew? Luo Shuai has long been one of my people.” Bai Fan, who was lying on the bed, took off the book covering his face and smirked nastily.

Hearing this, Luo Shuai’s face became a little red and hot.
After quickly drying all the clothes, he went into the bedroom and turned on his computer.
“Bai Fan, the thesis writer has been contacted, this one has a good reputation and the price is fair.
The graduation thesis paper will be delivered in a few days.”

Bai Fan smiled at Luo Shuai, “Thanks for your hard work.”

“I want it! I want it too! You guys are so treacherous, you didn’t even tell me you found one!” Qian Qiang immediately jumped up and threw himself in front of Luo Shuai.

“Here, call them yourself.” Luo Shuai calmly threw Qian Qiang a phone number.

Hiring a graduate thesis writer is not a secret.
University graduation theses are rarely written by oneself.
Most of them are pieced together on the Internet.
If you are willing to spend a little money, you can even hire a professional to make one for you, and they are absolutely high-quality.
Bai Fan originally planned to make one by himself, so he could be a little sincere.
But he’s been so busy lately that he could only come up with this bad idea.

As time approached graduation day, Bai Fan felt that Luo Shuai spent more time wandering in front of him, and he seemed to be in hesitation all the time, this made him very puzzled.
But the heavy school work took too much energy, so he didn’t think deeply about it.
Until… Luo Shuai’s confession.

That’s right, Luo Shuai confessed to him.
His best friend, who was also a man, confessed to him.
He even kissed him.
The meaning was clear, he was not allowed to have any confusion.
Bai Fan felt that the shock in all his life accumulated was less compared to the one he received today.

Bai Fan immediately refused.
He didn’t even pay attention to what he said himself.
He only knew that Luo Shuai’s face turned cold, and then he ran away.
He left.
He quickly finished the required paperworks and left school.

Yes, he escaped, he escaped quickly, he thought it must be an absurd dream, as long as he left here, he would be able to forget about it.

Bai Fan went back to his parents to stay for a month.
After calming down, he went to Z city to look for a job, which was the closest to his hometown.
He felt that it was nice here, no one knew him, and he would never coincidentally meet Luo Shuai.

The first two months in City Z were really hard.
The rented house lacked many things, the newly found job, the unfamiliar colleagues and environment, and what was even more difficult was that Yin Rui’s teachers actually increased the schoolwork.
And Yin Nanhan also began to let him squat and teach him some things about acupuncture points of the human body.

Everything got mixed up and Bai Fan no longer had time to think about Luo Shuai.
He had to adapt to work during the day, practice calligraphy, read books and memorize acupoint maps when he had a little spare time.
After sleeping at 8, he needs to take a medicinal bath, be tested by Yin Nanhan, and then learn something new.

Bai Fan felt that he had mastered an amazing skill, using calm expressions and movements to accomplish several complicated things.

Translator’s note:

Mogu* = Mogu is a kind of martial art skill.
By touching a person’s skull, hand bones and body skeleton, one can infer his personality, fortune, future life, talent etc.
(not really real but hey this is a novel right?) You can also think of it as Osteopathy…if you’d like…

You two must be hooking up, tell me, when did this happen?* = he’s joking, usually said when two people gang up and betray someone.
But then, the uh… the Chinese words used to describe this could be interpreted in 2 different ways, 1.
Traitor  2.
illicit…sexual partner.
(That’s why Luo Shuai blushed.)

Luvchild: Well, it seems like we’re late once again.
Sorry about the inconvenience but we’ve been having exams for the past month and it’ll continue until mid-May.
So expect some late updates like this