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Lin Feng lifted his head and saw a delicate face. This was great; even her face was so perfect. With her charm and beauty, she represented two extremes compared to the backstabbing type.
Although the beauty before him was stunning, Lin Feng recognized her as the beautiful teacher who had visited him at the hospital, his instructor Ouyang Qian.
"Well, well... Teacher Ouyang, are you here to read too? Come, sit here," Lin Feng said, admiring her for just a moment before hurriedly tidying up the books he had scattered across the table.
"Yes, I had some free time, so I thought I would take a stroll in the library and check on you, Camellia Girl. You were discharged so quickly; are you fully recovered?" Ouyang Qian felt quite pleased with Lin Feng's admiring gaze. That kind of look made her feel valued yet not exposed, so she smiled and greeted him.
"It's just a minor injury; I've been fine for a while now. Look at me—I eat well and feel great," Lin Feng replied. Ouyang Qian's smile was beautiful, sweet, and elegant, making it easy to discern her caring and friendly nature from her expression. As he spoke, Lin Feng patted his chest to indicate that he was indeed fine, adding a playful touch to his gesture.
"That's good to hear. By the way, aren't you in the Computer Science department? What made you interested in reading these books? And they're in English too," Ouyang Qian said with a smile as she glanced at the book Lin Feng was looking at, surprised.
These books were not something one could easily understand just by knowing a few English words. They were theoretical texts rather than narrative ones.
Even Ouyang Qian, an English teacher with a level eight proficiency, might not fully grasp them because understanding these texts required more than simple translation; it demanded comprehension of deeper concepts within.
"I'm just recently interested in energy-related materials and want to improve my English reading skills, so I thought I'd take a look," Lin Feng admitted without intending to hide anything but downplayed it as merely browsing.
"Well... one must be diligent to succeed. Keep up the good work; I'll let you continue reading without interruption," Ouyang Qian said curiously about how Lin Feng managed to understand those books. She sat down beside him and began reading her own copy of Camellia Girl by Alexandre Dumas Jr.
She had lost count of how many times she had read this book but still came to the library whenever she had time. She particularly loved the line: "When your life has been a habit as strong as our habit of loving, it hardly seems possible that the habit can exist without also diminishing everything else which buttresses your life."
The obsession with love expressed in that line deeply resonated with Ouyang Qian. However, she could only yearn for such profound love because she understood that reality is not a fairy tale; finding someone who treats love as an integral part of life is rare.
Once upon a time, she had experienced love filled with longing but ultimately found it hard to trust love again. Although she decisively ended that relationship, it left her heart fragile.
Hearing this, Lin Feng simply nodded. He needed to find useful information and naturally didn't have much time to chat with Ouyang Qian, even though he enjoyed their conversations.
Lin Feng was seriously flipping through the book in his hands. However, the more focused he became, the faster he flipped the pages. Ouyang Qian, who was sitting next to him and occasionally glancing over, was quite astonished, thinking to herself that this guy couldn't possibly have come here to pretend to be cultured just because she was around.
It wasn't entirely unreasonable for Ouyang Qian to think this way; she had encountered many people who pretended to be knowledgeable in order to win her affection.
Of course, Lin Feng was completely unaware of this perception. At that moment, he was rapidly reading through the materials with his Mental Power. He didn't even realize how many times he had gone to the bookshelf; he would finish one book and immediately switch to another. The selection in the Library wasn't vast, and it quickly ran out.
Sitting at the table, Lin Feng had forgotten that Ouyang Qian was beside him. Rubbing his temples, he felt a bit frustrated; despite searching through so much information, he still couldn't find anything useful.
Seeing Lin Feng's dejected expression, Ouyang Qian couldn't bear it any longer. He was pretending so thoroughly, acting all profound while reading at such a pace that she thought it would be a miracle if he actually understood anything.
At that moment, Lin Feng had no idea that his image in Ouyang Qian's mind had shifted from being somewhat likable to somewhat detestable. He was still pondering how to understand the application of spatial energy in the magic ring.
Since he hadn't gathered any useful information, Lin Feng felt there was no point in staying there any longer. After placing the last book back on the shelf, he decided to leave.
"Ouyang Teacher, take your time; I'm leaving first." As he put the book back and turned around, Lin Feng finally remembered to greet Teacher Ouyang Qian who was sitting beside him.
However, upon seeing the somewhat cold expression on Ouyang Qian's face, Lin Feng felt as if he had offended her somehow.
Noticing how well Lin Feng managed his distance by not speaking to her and merely pretending to be well-read in front of her, Ouyang Qian felt a surge of irritation. She moved the book in her hands towards Lin Feng and said, "Lin Feng, can you explain this sentence: 'Life is no more than the repeated fulfilling of a permanent soul is merely the vestal handmaid whose task is to keep the sacred flame of love burning.' What does it mean?"
Ouyang Qian wanted to see how Lin Feng would tackle this challenge. This sentence wasn't something that could be simply translated; although she had read it many times, she still couldn't grasp its meaning well enough and felt that her understanding was lacking, which made her reading feel disjointed.
Last night, she finally received some answers from seasoned foreign scholars on an international forum, which was why she had come back to the Library today to look at "Camellia Girl" again.
In fact, she harbored another hope: she wanted Lin Feng to solve this problem. She didn't want her student to be like those insufferable types who would go to any lengths for romance, with such thick skin that they became repulsive.
This was also why she chose to ask Lin Feng.
Ouyang Qian naturally had thoughts that Lin Feng was unaware of, but out of concern for Ouyang Qian visiting the hospital to see him, Lin Feng quickly took the book over. He was curious about what sentences could stump someone like Ouyang Qian, an English level eight university teacher.
After taking a look, Lin Feng understood and realized why Ouyang Qian couldn't comprehend it.
Originally, this sentence would not be difficult for a native Londoner to understand, but for a Chinese person who had only learned English from books and movies, it posed some challenges. No matter how many levels of English one achieved, nothing compared to spending time abroad.
After all, language is meant for communication and cannot be considered merely an academic subject. Although Lin Feng's English level was uncertain, he was better at reading and expressing himself than those who had advanced degrees in English acquired solely through textbooks.
"Oh, my understanding is this: 'Life is merely to satisfy the constant **. The soul is just the goddess of the hearth maintaining the sacred fire of love.'" Lin Feng had absolute confidence in his English skills, so he did not hold back; he wasn't interested in the modesty often displayed by others.
Excessive humility is just hypocrisy!
Seeing that Lin Feng quickly solved a problem that had troubled her for a long time, Ouyang Qian was quite surprised but even more delighted. She was pleased with Lin Feng's talent and relieved that her initial assumptions about him were incorrect. After all, she did not want her students to engage in any unscrupulous behavior.
At this moment, she naturally regarded Lin Feng's quick reading as a long-developed habit.
"Yes, that's right, Lin Feng. You are truly amazing. To be honest, I only learned this sentence from a foreign forum!" After hearing Lin Feng's translation, Ouyang Qian began treating him as an equal; she even changed how she addressed him from "Student Lin Feng" to simply "Lin Feng."
However, in her excitement, she inadvertently revealed her intention to probe Lin Feng. Her statement about learning from a foreign forum exposed her true motives for asking him rather than genuinely seeking his help.
After saying that, Ouyang Qian realized her slip of the tongue. She glanced at Lin Feng and noticed his smiling expression, which made her aware that her little scheme had been discovered. For a moment, she felt somewhat flustered.
Lin Feng initially did not understand Ouyang Qian's intentions, but with his intelligence, he quickly grasped the meaning behind her comment about learning from a foreign forum. He wasn't angry; it was normal to be curious about the sudden improvement in his student's English skills.
Lin Feng understood Ouyang Qian's probing nature but was completely unaware that she had previously thought he was pretending. His cheerful demeanor inadvertently led to a misunderstanding on her part.
It must be said that this is truly a beautiful misunderstanding.
Seeing the usually elegant and quiet Ouyang Qian in such a flustered state, Lin Feng decided not to tease her further. After all, Ouyang Qian was his teacher, and a caring one at that.
"Uh... Ouyang Teacher, I'm leaving now. Take your time," Lin Feng glanced at the clock in the library. Unknowingly, he had spent the entire afternoon reading; it was now around seven in the evening, and he had no choice but to leave.
At this moment, Lin Feng's departure might be more effective than anything else in calming Ouyang Qian down.
"Okay, you can go. I'll read for a little longer," Ouyang Qian said, relieved that Lin Feng was taking the initiative to leave, which spared her from further embarrassment. However, she also felt a bit guilty as she recalled her earlier doubts about him, causing her to blush again.
"She really blushes easily!" Lin Feng thought to himself. But he wouldn't be foolish enough to say it out loud. Although Ouyang Qian looked quite lovely when she blushed, Lin Feng subconsciously felt a bit pleased that he could make her blush repeatedly. Yet, he understood the importance of moderation and knew how to maintain boundaries.
"Alright, goodbye!" Lin Feng nodded and left the library, heading towards Dong Jie's designated spot.
When he arrived there, Lin Feng once again witnessed the scene from last night, with one notable difference: this time, the crowd was even larger.
Hurrying forward and squeezing into the surrounding crowd, Lin Feng quickly figured out what was happening—Heizi had come looking for trouble.
"Just right! It seems the lesson from last time wasn't deep enough!" With that thought in mind, Lin Feng coldly approached a yellow-haired youth who looked like a thug.
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