Chapter 190 Mysterious Transfer Order
Lu Jingyan frowned and glanced at the file folder.
The cases of "Eagle's Nest" and "The Watchmaker" have just been concluded, and the underground forces in Beijing have been uprooted. Where did this urgent mission come from?
He picked up the file bag, tore open the seal cleanly and neatly, pulled out the documents inside, and his eyes fell on the paper.
Then, Lu Jingyan froze completely.
His facial expressions were fascinating, first serious, then astonished, then bewildered, and finally, a strange, wry smile appeared on his perpetually icy face.
Su Wantang's curiosity was completely piqued.
What command could make the cold-faced King of Hell show such a constipated expression?
She quietly got up and crept up behind Lu Jingyan like a kitten, peeking at the thin piece of paper.
She was stunned after just one glance.
The text is printed clearly in black and white:
[Issuance Order Regarding the Appointment of Comrade Lu Jingyan as a Specially Appointed Lecturer at Beijing University]
Comrade Lu Jingyan, Commander of the Fierce Tiger Special Operations Brigade, is hereby appointed as a specially appointed lecturer for the course "International Relations and Security Strategy" at Beijing University, effective immediately, for a period of one semester.
It is hoped that this comrade will carry forward the fine traditions of our army, combine practical experience with theoretical knowledge, and contribute his own strength to cultivating a new generation of talents with an international perspective and national defense awareness.
...
Su Wantang blinked, then blinked again, almost thinking she was seeing things.
How can you send a special operations brigade commander with a distinguished record of battles and blood on his hands, who can even stop a child from crying at night, to a university to teach a group of students who can't even kill a chicken?
What should we teach?
Should we teach them how to disassemble a pistol, or how to snap a person's neck in thirty seconds?
No matter how you look at it, this order seems absurd and ridiculous.
"Pfft..."
Su Wantang couldn't help but laugh.
Lu Jingyan's face darkened. He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Gao Jianjun with a cold, unsettling gaze, as if asking: Are you fucking playing me?
Gao Jianjun completely missed the murderous intent in his eyes. Instead, he slapped his thigh, his face beaming with pride and excitement: "Old Lu, you're awesome! What an honor! Sending you to Peking University to share your experience shows how much the higher-ups value you! They want you to be both scholarly and martial!"
Lu Jingyan's lips twitched as he asked, "Whose order is this?"
"A direct order from headquarters!" Gao Jianjun puffed out his chest, his face solemn. "Old Chen and Old Master Lu both personally nodded in agreement! They said that with the current complex international situation, it is necessary to cultivate the national defense awareness of our young people from the root! Sending you there is to set a living example!"
Old Mr. Chen... Old Master Lu...
Upon hearing those two names, Lu Jingyan swallowed back all the curses he wanted to utter.
However, Su Wantang's mind started racing at that moment.
The orders from above… both Old Chen and the old man nodded…
A name instantly popped into her mind—her mother-in-law, Meng Wan.
A renowned professor in the Department of Literature at Kyoto University, an elegant and intellectual woman who exudes a scholarly air.
Su Wantang immediately understood. This was not a mission at all; it was clearly a mother's "deep love for her son."
She could almost imagine how Meng Wan found Old Master Chen and Old Master Lu, appealing to their emotions and reasoning with them.
On the one hand, they probably genuinely care about their son who spends so much time in the midst of gunfire and want to help him escape that highly stressful state and experience a period of peace and quiet, letting him connect with reality. After all, the crisis at this military exhibition is frightening to even hear about.
On the other hand, she probably had a deeper purpose. Meng Wan was incredibly intelligent; she must have seen that while Lu Jingyan's military achievements were high, he had also made many enemies, and his personality was too rigid. Sending him to a university, a culturally prestigious institution, to meet a different group of people and accumulate reputation and connections in a completely different field, was undoubtedly paving a wider and more stable path for his future career transition.
Good intentions.
But this method... is really hard not to laugh at.
Seeing Lu Jingyan's expression, as if he had swallowed a fly, Su Wantang's initial sympathy was quickly replaced by a strong sense of amusement.
She tiptoed, reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft and sweet, with a mischievous smile: "Teacher Lu, in the future... please guide me, okay?"
“…” Lu Jingyan’s body stiffened. “Stop fooling around.”
Military orders are absolute; no matter how angry or helpless he was, he could only accept them.
His hand, which was holding a gun, was about to reach for the chalk.
Just imagining the scene made him feel uneasy. He could work out scenarios on a sand table for three days and three nights, but how could he write anything on a blackboard? He could command a battle with the simplest commands, but how could he explain "asymmetric warfare" to a group of curious children?
Seeing his expression, Su Wantang smiled even more happily, her eyes curving into two beautiful crescent moons.
She was already eagerly anticipating seeing this cold-faced king of hell on the battlefield stand on the three-foot-high platform, speechless and helpless when faced with the students' bizarre questions.
That scene must be even more interesting than watching a play.
After seeing off Gao Jianjun, who also looked sympathetic, Lu Jingyan irritably tugged at his collar, sat on the sofa, and remained silent.
Su Wantang poured him a glass of warm water, sat down beside him, and gently coaxed, "Alright, stop looking so long. It's just becoming a teacher, not going to the execution ground. Besides, haven't you always wanted to spend more time with me? Now it's all good, you don't have to go on missions, and you can come home on time every day. Isn't that great?"
Lu Jingyan took a sip of water, and the knot in his heart loosened a bit. He turned his head, looked at his wife's smiling eyes, and sighed helplessly: "I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid... of scaring those students."
His menacing aura is so strong that the temperature in the classroom would probably drop several degrees just by the moment he opens his mouth.
"Then smile," Su Wantang said, extending two fingers to lift the corners of his tightly pursed lips. "Look, you look quite handsome when you smile."
Lu Jingyan caught her mischievous hand, kissed it, and his gaze gradually deepened.
Forget about teachers and students; the person in front of you is the most important.
He rolled over and pinned her to the soft sofa, his deep voice slightly hoarse: "Before you go to school, let your husband... give you a lesson."
...
The next day was the day Lu Jingyan went to Beijing University to "take up his new post".
Su Wantang deliberately didn't go to the company and instead helped him choose an outfit with great interest.
A crisp military uniform is definitely not an option; it's too conspicuous and too intimidating.
Finally, she chose a white polyester shirt, paired with dark trousers, and wore a gray wool cardigan that Meng Wan had knitted by hand.
Wearing this outfit, his sharp and murderous aura was indeed neutralized quite a bit, giving him a more refined and scholarly air, like a well-read scholar.
Of course, that's assuming he doesn't have that stern face.
"Remember, be kind and patient with students, persuade them with reason, don't be cold all the time, and don't treat them like your soldiers to lecture, understand?" Su Wantang said, straightening his collar as she gave him these instructions.
Lu Jingyan let her do as she pleased, but in his heart he was thinking that he might as well give her a hard time in the first class, scold her first, and suppress all the troublemakers, and then it would be quiet afterwards.
Just before he was about to leave, the phone rang urgently.
Su Wantang picked it up casually.
Hello.
"Wantang, it's Mom." Meng Wan's gentle, smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Good morning, Mom. Jingyan is getting ready to leave for school."
"Oh, I knew it would be his first day there, and he wouldn't be used to it." Meng Wan's voice was full of laughter. "Tell him not to be nervous. To help him adapt to the school environment better, I specially arranged a teaching assistant for him."
"Teaching assistant?" Su Wantang was somewhat surprised.
“Yes!” Meng Wan’s tone sounded particularly satisfied. “She is the most outstanding and well-behaved student in our literature department. She receives scholarships every year. She is beautiful, gentle, and very meticulous. With her helping to handle some miscellaneous tasks, Jingyan can have a much easier time. I have already spoken to that girl, and she will go directly to Jingyan’s office to report for duty today.”
As Su Wantang listened to her mother-in-law's "thoughtful" arrangements, she suddenly had a bad feeling.
She smiled and asked, "Mom, you're so thoughtful. What's this student's name?"
On the other end of the phone, Meng Wan said the name with a laugh, almost boastful and cheerful tone.
"Her name is Chu Yunfei, Yun as in cloud and Fei as in fragrant beauty. Isn't it lovely?"
On the other end of the phone, Su Wantang's smile froze instantly.
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