Facelift Beauty Treatment
Liu Chang'an returned to school and went to his dormitory to change to a different book he wanted to read.
Even for Liu Chang'an, there were always more books than he could read. Moreover, whether it was traditional poems, songs, strange tales, anecdotes, or other masterpieces from other civilizations, there was always something to revisit every now and then.
Liu Chang'an also enjoys reading serious works in modern natural sciences and humanities. The more books he reads, the more he realizes that he is also an ordinary human being, which is interesting.
Qin Yanan called and asked if he had time to come to the counselor's office. Liu Chang'an had nothing to do, so he said he would go in a bit.
Passing by the pond next to the teaching building, Liu Chang'an saw a pheasant standing on the water, its feet seemingly touching something beneath the surface. Liu Chang'an, intending to scare it, threw a small stone at it. The pheasant was indeed startled and quickly hid underwater, leaving only its short beak tip sticking out of the water, reminiscent of a spy concealing itself.
Upon arriving at the counselor's office, besides Yu Gen, there were two other counselors present. They both glanced at Liu Chang'an as he entered.
Liu Chang'an suspected that as long as Qin Yanan was in the office, these male colleagues would be happy to stay there unless they had something urgent to do; it was a very comfortable and pleasing way to pass the time.
Qin Yanan seemed to be doing well, as if she had been waiting for Liu Chang'an. Her handbag was on her desk, her computer was off, and she was drinking a carton of milk.
"Liu Chang'an, what do you have to say about your behavior outside the agricultural and forestry base today?" Qin Yanan asked, her back to her three male colleagues. Her tone was serious and upright, but her expression was charming and smiling. She had already heard about what happened from the teacher in charge and Yan Qingcheng. Now, seeing Liu Chang'an pretending to be a "lactation consultant," she couldn't help but want to laugh.
"It's more of a way to help others, and there's no academic value in it. After all, it requires a professional eye and isn't suitable for other students to imitate," Liu Chang'an said after thinking for a moment.
Yu Gen turned his head and couldn't help but glance at Qin Yanan. Yu Gen a woman's perspective, Qin Yanan probably couldn't stand it, right? Did Liu Chang'an think he was being called over to praise him?
The other two counselors, since these weren't their students, sized up Liu Chang'an again. No one wanted to encounter a student like him. He had managed to resolve today's situation by accident; if a conflict had broken out and escalated into a mass incident, the consequences would have been far worse.
"Then I won't praise you." Qin Yanan put down the milk in her hand.
"Okay." Liu Chang'an nodded.
Yu Gen and the other two counselors adjusted their glasses almost simultaneously. What was going on? Were there problems with their hearing, or had times changed so much that they were no longer keeping up with the demands of student work?
Yu Gen, in particular, had seen some parents who spoiled their children too much before, but at least in front of teachers and the school, these parents would usually put on a stern act... This was the first time he had seen such complete and blatant favoritism, as if they didn't even care about their professional ethics.
"Could you help the teacher move these things?" Qin Yanan took the opportunity to give Liu Chang'an a hand, though it was also a kind of psychological satisfaction.
Liu Chang'an carried a bag of rice, a pot of tea oil, and a box of mooncakes, following behind the graceful Qin Yanan.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. Liu Chang'an glanced at Qin Yanan's full hips. The moon in the sky and the moon on earth each have their own unique charm.
He only glanced at it casually, giving an objective description. Liu Chang'an then looked away and silently recited a few poems about the moon.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Qin Yanan turned to look at Liu Chang'an and found that he seemed to be lost in thought.
"I encountered a bird on the road when I came here," Liu Chang'an said, without mentioning that he was reminiscing about a poem about the moon.
Lovebirds?
"Your response is a bit too old-fashioned, not at all like someone born in the 90s who experienced the non-mainstream era." Liu Chang'an knew that Qin Yanan was referring to Lin Yilun's 1994 album's title track, "Love Bird," which was very suitable for using in that era to help pursue girls.
That era also gave rise to many singers who, when mentioned today, are only remembered for one hit song. However, in that time of limited entertainment, often just one song was enough to bring them fame and success.
What kind of bird is that?
"Pheasant-tailed Jacana."
How did a leech become a bird?
"The pheasant in Lü Zhi's name."
"Oh... why are you suddenly talking about birds?"
Liu Chang'an sighed, "When I saw those counselors sneaking glances at you in the office just now, it reminded me of the pheasant-tailed jacana."
"No way?" Qin Yanan denied it with a slight embarrassment. Although she knew that it was normal for people to steal glances at her from time to time, wouldn't it be awkward to act like she knew it all along and was used to it? Anyone could An Nuan that kind of affected shyness, right?
"Male pheasant-tailed jacana are generally smaller than females, but they bear the full responsibility of building the nest, incubating the eggs, and raising the chicks. Only in some species will the female occasionally help out a little... Some pheasant-tailed jacana even have multiple males. Imagine a thin male pheasant-tailed jacana working hard to build the nest, incubate the eggs, and raise the chicks, only for the female to return one day with two other males. It's truly heartbreaking," Liu Chang'an sighed.
"What does this have to do with me!" Qin Yanan said, biting her lip as she looked at Liu Chang'an. He had to make things clear; she wasn't a polygamous woman. She was clearly his full-time nanny now.
"What I mean is, humans consider themselves to be on a completely different level from most plants and animals, but in reality, many phenomena in human society are not much different from those of many creatures with brains the size of a bean. So I'm wondering if humanity's so-called intelligence is as great as humans imagine? It's just a derivative, induced response primarily driven by the instinct to reproduce. The Freudian school likes to link any analysis of human behavior to sex..."
"When you're with other girls, do you always act like this, all clueless and insensitive?" Qin Yanan interrupted Liu Chang'an's rambling, looking at him with some resentment. When he was with An Nuan, did he ever talk about the connection between pheasants and Freud?
"Why do you call me a 'straight man'? Just because you don't like someone or aren't interested in them doesn't mean you can call them a 'straight man.' This kind of self-centered demand from girls is unacceptable." Liu Chang'an shook his head.
"My work and life are clearly centered around you, aren't they?" Qin Yanan couldn't help but retort. She was capable of protesting to Liu Chang'an's face; she wasn't some submissive wife who would just turn her back and whisper aggrievedly.
"So who's the porter for whom now?" Liu Chang'an held up the rice, tea oil, and mooncakes in his hand.
"Then you can take me home." With that, Qin Yanan wouldn't hold it against him for comparing her to a water pheasant, such a shameful metaphor.
When they arrived at where Qin Yanan had parked, Liu Chang'an tossed his things into the trunk and sat in the passenger seat.
"I remember you once told me that you could help me with anything, from prolonging life to facelifts and beauty treatments," Qin Yanan said, starting the car and using the strong acceleration to distract Liu Chang'an, as if she were just casually recalling something.
"The focus is on beauty?" Liu Chang'an was not distracted; he had already anticipated this and naturally grasped the key point.
Qin Yanan didn't say anything, but he noticed. She realized that she had changed the subject too abruptly and hadn't incorporated the word "beauty" into a more natural topic.
"I bet An Nuan took a picture of her toenails to show off, and Bai Hui saw it. Bai Hui sent it to Zhu Juntang, and Zhu Juntang sent it to you... You young girls..." Last time, Qin Yanan Zhu Juntang about the key incident, and Zhu Juntang told Bai Hui. This time it's the other way around... Anyway, thinking about it, the key point is Zhu Juntang, that troublemaker. If she weren't so keen on spreading rumors, would there be so much trouble?
A strong desire welled up inside me; was Zhu Juntang's skirt trying to kill herself?