Zhou Jiao, who was on campus, was completely unaware of all this. She was writing with chalk on a large, prominent blackboard in the middle of a wall.

After all these twists and turns, she's had a special connection with campus newspapers in both her past and present lives. How connected? Her paintings and her handwriting are even more famous than she is.

Listen...

"Oh, this is Zhou Jiao. I thought the handwriting above was written by a man."

"Is this our senior? Why does she look so small to me?"

"She's not young anymore. She's already married and has children."

"There's nothing to doubt. She's already been a key figure in the arts at the Eight Great Academies. I heard a great professor wanted to take her in as his disciple, but she turned him down."

"Do you feel that she..."

Zhou Jiao listened to it as if nothing had happened, her eyes not even drifting, she remained motionless, just wanting to finish it quickly and find another opportunity to postpone it later. Whoever wants to do it can go, come and do it, it's really tiring to come a few times a week!

The bell rang and the students who were watching finally dispersed.

Zhou Jiao slowly exhaled, shook her numb arm, took a few steps back, observed that there were no typos, and continued to work hard.

"Student Zhou Jiao, someone's looking for you. Put down your work first."

Zhou Jiao was startled by a loud voice behind her. She turned around, her pupils shrank, a smile appeared on her face, and she ran forward actively.

Not far away, a director wearing glasses led two male comrades in formal military uniforms and walked slowly towards her. He was pointing at her and talking to them.

"Hello, teacher."

The department head said cheerfully, "These two comrades have received a notice from above, asking you to go over. I'll handle the school side of things. You must actively cooperate with your superiors, understand?"

Zhou Jiao nodded, bewildered. She wondered what the matter was that required her cooperation. She was just a student, what could possibly be the problem? She glanced at the two young men, their expressions revealing nothing. She wondered if this had anything to do with her father. The thought of this made her feel uneasy.

"Someone recommended you a minor language and would like to ask you for a favor. Could you please come with us right now?"

Zhou Jiao suppressed her laughter. This soldier was hilarious, and he even spoke a foreign language? His choice of words was outrageous, but at least she didn't have to worry about any disaster.

"Excuse me, can I see your ID first?" Zhou Jiao said, and stared at the two people regardless of the department head winking at her.

After hearing this, the other party smiled at her, opened the ID card and flashed it in front of her.

Zhou Jiao easily glanced at the red official seal on it, restrained her smile, and nodded seriously.

"Comrade Zhou, please come with us first. I'll leave the school to you."

The department head cheerfully said that it was okay and that their school would actively cooperate. He walked them all the way to the outside of the campus and watched them get on the bus before returning to school with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Jiao didn't care about the outsiders. She sat in the car and didn't ask why the department wanted to see her. Her father was secretly the second-in-command of the department, so there was no need to send two strangers to pick her up.

That only means they're hiring me. What minor language? That's nonsense. Foreign language schools have all kinds of talent. Why do I even need to go there in person?

The three people in the car remained silent. The car drove along the dirt road on the outskirts of the city and soon arrived at the city center, stopping at the gate of a courtyard.

After taking a look at the guard at the gate, Zhou Jiao followed the two of them inside without looking away.

The staff were walking back and forth in the yard, but there was no noise at all. They were all doing their jobs conscientiously, and they didn't show any surprise even when they saw a little girl coming in.

Zhou Jiao admired these people. They were so busy all day long, how boring it must be.

They walked all the way to the door of a meeting room. The two men stood outside the door, reached out and knocked. After hearing a response, they signaled Zhou Jiao that she could go in, and they just stood there on guard.

When she heard the response from inside, it was Shi Dashen's familiar hoarse voice. Zhou Jiao felt relieved and relaxed.

Pushing the door open, she was about to crack a few jokes when she realized there were two people sitting inside. Well, besides her father, it seemed like all the leaders were there.

"Girl, are you here? Come and sit here."

Zhou Jiao greeted them and found a seat to sit down.

Shi Dashen took a new magazine from the bookshelf and handed it to Zhou Jiao.

Zhou Jiao subconsciously stood up, took it with both hands and looked at him.

Shi Dashen pointed to the seat and said, "Don't be nervous, sit down first. Let's play a game."

Zhou Jiao smiled, sat down obediently, put the magazine on the conference table, and waited for their instructions. As for playing games, even her family Ping An didn't believe it!

"Wait a moment, turn to page 11. There's an illustration and a table on it. When I count to five, you close the page and begin copying it exactly as it was."

Zhou Jiao understood what was going on. This was someone testing her to see if her photographic memory was as good as her grandfather's. It seemed like she had a mission to complete.

This matter could be big or small. She could only try to remember it, but not reveal everything. Otherwise, a lot of trouble would be waiting for her later.

She didn't like the thrill of life, and what she pursued was a stable and warm family life. However, things had come to this point, and she couldn't let her grandfather's reputation be tarnished.

She smiled at the two people present and said, "Okay, I'll do my best."

"Don't hide it, show us all your abilities."

"Well, your dad has praised you many times, you can't embarrass your father this time."

Zhou Jiao smiled silently at the two men's seemingly genuine temptations. She was no naive child; she understood that the greater one's achievements, the heavier the burden. Unfortunately, she was too selfish to sacrifice her own family for the greater good.

"Okay, start now!" Shi Dashen watched her quickly open it and shouted quickly, "One... two... three, four, five, cover it."

Zhou Jiao looked at him speechlessly. Is this how they do things? This is the fifth? Even a copier isn't that fast. Even though she'd memorized it by now, she couldn't be so foolish as to let him trick her.

Shi Dashen had a stern face for years, but when he saw Zhou Jiao blinking and looking at him aggrievedly, he couldn't help but smile.

He coughed and said, "That doesn't count. Let's do it again."

Zhou Jiao started over again, this time counting at a normal frequency. She closed the book without making a sound, then pulled out a sheet of white paper from the side, quickly copying it.

In order not to appear abnormal, she moved very fast at the beginning, and then began to pretend to think and recall.

Shi Dashen took the finished white paper, looked at it, glanced at her with complicated eyes, and handed it to the colleague next to him for review.

"Girl, if I ask you to memorize this form, how long can you remember it? Can you still copy it in two months?"

Zhou Jiao looked at the person reviewing the manuscript, tilted her head, and said hesitantly, "Let's see what the error rate is first. I'm not sure. If necessary, I will recall it often, so it shouldn't be easy to forget."

Shi Dashen nodded, looked at his colleague, and seeing him nod, he said to Zhou Jiao, "You made three mistakes. The key is that the time is too short. You should have mastered seven or eight languages ​​by now."

Zhou Jiao knew he was testing her, so she shook her head and smiled, "I'm not a genius. I only know four languages ​​now, so I still have trouble communicating with those international students."

Shi Dashen pointed at her and said, "That Polish girl can communicate with you normally in Polish, German, French, and Italian. That's four languages. Add to that your proficiency in Russian and English, and you have six languages ​​here."

Zhou Jiao shook her head in confusion. "No, she usually speaks Chinese to me, and only occasionally, when joking, she'll throw in a few words from those countries' languages, like simple words like 'eat' and 'beautiful'. I don't understand most of the languages."

How could Zhou Jiao possibly reveal her true colors in front of foreigners? She was absolutely certain they would blast her. Aside from her father and Zhang Guoqing, no one knew how much she had learned in those three years of university. Some of her language was only revealed when she was browsing newspapers, magazines, and books in the library.

Shi Dashen shook his head. This kid was just like her father; the truth couldn't be pried out of her. No wonder Old Zhou sat quietly in the next room, not in the least bit anxious.

"Well, these are secondary. Your German and English should be no problem for communicating with others."

This cannot be concealed. Her father is fluent in German. Zhou Jiao nodded affirmatively.

"That's good. Next, I have a small notebook here. Please help me calculate the total amount in my head as quickly as possible." Shi Dashen took out a 16-page "small notebook" from the drawer and handed it to her.

This time, Zhou Jiao didn't dare play dirty. She'd let the Lin family know before, and this investigation would reveal everything. She deliberately delayed until she calculated the total and handed it to him.

Shi Dashen and the other man finally laughed out loud after seeing this.

"That's her."

"Okay, stop bothering the kid, or Lao Zhou will beat you up."

Shi Dashen nodded and looked at Zhou Jiao, "I have a task for you this time. Do you have the confidence to complete it?"

Well, there's no mission yet, let's first make sure it can be completed. Does Zhou Jiao dare to say she doesn't want to take it?

She stood up and nodded solemnly.

Shi Dashen patted her shoulder in relief. "Well done. This mission isn't easy, but it's not dangerous either. I'll assign someone I know to accompany you."

Zhou Jiao nodded again. She knew the mission required both English proficiency and a good memory, and she could roughly imagine what the mission would be. As for assigning someone familiar to accompany her, that meant they were essentially monitoring each other. It looked like she was going abroad!

Shi Dashen opened the drawer and took out a small notebook. This time it was a real notebook.

While motioning Zhou Jiao to take it, he said, "Memorize the confidentiality code. Your father will give you the details. I'll let you know the specific mission the day after tomorrow. This time you'll be gone for two to three months, so go back and settle the children. You don't need to go back to school yet. We will tell the school that you and several other students from the same school are going to the south for an exchange program."

Zhou Jiao nodded and said okay.

The day after tomorrow? That would be tight. This was too sudden, and she had to comfort her husband, otherwise he would be worried sick. As for keeping it secret? What the hell was that?

"Okay, it's done. Your dad's in the office next door, do you want to go find him? If you want to go back, let Xiaowei take you back."

Zhou Jiao guessed that Xiao Wei was one of the people who had picked her up earlier. However, she didn't plan on having anyone send her home, and it wouldn't take long to walk home.

After saying goodbye to them and leaving the conference room, Zhou Jiao followed the direction pointed by the guard at the door and entered an office. Oh, her father is really busy. He has to take on multiple roles at the same time. It's not going well.

Zhou Xiaozheng looked at his daughter with a smile as he came in. "Is it done? I've asked someone to pick up Xiaowu. Stay with Dad for a while, and we'll leave after we're done with this."

Zhou Jiao, understanding the implicit meaning, nodded with delight, like a rat finding oil. It seemed this mission wasn't anything complicated, otherwise her father would be worried, and there was no way she would be so pleased.

Going abroad, going abroad is good... She also wants to go and see what the world is like now. The most important thing is that she has many foreign bank passbooks, which always make her feel itchy.