Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 198 - 197: Wearing Diapers to Beijing University—This Is So Out of Place!
The security guard’s face turned red.
As if burned, he quickly withdrew his hand and watched that peculiar double stroller glide into the solemn gates of Beijing University.
On the campus, there was the sound of reading and the air of youth.
Along the tree-lined path, students rushed by, clutching their books.
When Lin Wan Yi appeared pushing a stroller, time seemed to slow down.
A woman in a white shirt.
So beautiful she didn’t seem real.
A stroller like none they had seen before.
Two porcelain-like babies sitting side by side.
Passing students stopped in their tracks.
Those on bicycles tilted their handlebars.
Conversations ceased.
All eyes, like iron filings to a magnet, gathered in unison.
"Who on earth is that woman?"
"Is she a new teacher? She’s way too pretty!"
"Look at those kids! Just like in a painting!"
The whispers couldn’t be contained.
Two brave female students, hugging their books, nudged each other and came over.
"Hello, classmate."
"Your children... they’re so cute."
Lin Wan Yi stopped, nodding politely.
One of the female students couldn’t resist reaching out to play with the children.
Her hand hadn’t even touched the stroller.
The little boy on the left, with a stern little face, frowned.
With a "swish" sound,
he reached out himself and yanked the stroller’s canopy down with force.
The whole world went silent.
The student’s hand awkwardly froze in mid-air.
"Um..."
The other student was about to smooth things over.
"Swish!"
The canopy was lifted up again from inside.
The little girl on the right, with eye-crinkling smiles, peeked her little head out.
She looked at the two pretty sisters, flashed a toothless grin.
She laughed.
"Ya~ yi ya ya~"
Gu Ning waved her chubby little hand, babbling a string of baby talk that no one could understand.
The sound was soft and sweet.
The hearts of the two female students sank in an instant.
"Oh my gosh!"
"She’s saying hello to me!"
One of the female students clumsily rummaged through her pocket.
She pulled out a White Rabbit milk candy wrapped in cellophane.
Carefully, she offered it forward.
"Baby, have some candy."
Gu Ning blinked her big eyes.
She unceremoniously reached out her chubby hand and snatched the candy.
Held it tight.
Then, she didn’t eat it.
She held up the candy, then pointed to Lin Wan Yi’s pocket with her other hand.
She uttered a clear syllable.
"There!"
The meaning was clear.
Spoils of war, surrender.
Lin Wan Yi was both amused and troubled.
She had to extend her hand: "Thank you, the child is still young and can’t eat candy, I’ll keep it for her."
Gu Ning was satisfied.
She let go, then gave the two sisters a sweet smile.
As if to say: Next.
The other female student was dazed by her cuteness, quickly pulled out a piece of malt biscuit wrapped in wax paper from her bag.
"I have a biscuit!"
"There!"
Gu Ning skillfully confiscated and surrendered it again.
Lin Wan Yi felt like her pocket was becoming a repository for offerings.
"Ding ling ling"
The class bell rang.
The surrounding students, as if waking from a dream, dispersed with their books.
Lin Wan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the stroller toward the lecture hall.
Today, she had a university-wide famous "tough" maths open lecture.
The lecture hall was already crowded with people.
As Lin Wan Yi walked in pushing the stroller,
the previously noisy classroom seemed to have its mute button pressed.
Hundreds of eyes "swish" all fixed on her... and her stroller.
Under everyone’s gaze, Lin Wan Yi found a seat near the door at the back.
On the podium,
a grey-haired, elderly professor with old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses stopped writing on the blackboard.
He pushed up his glasses.
His brow furrowed into a knot.
It was Qian Xuezhang from the math department, a stern professor famous for his rigor and inflexibility across the campus.
Professor Qian’s gaze, like two beams of X-ray, penetrated the crowd and landed on Lin Wan Yi and her conspicuous stroller.
He said nothing.
He picked up the blackboard eraser and knocked heavily on the blackboard.
"Bang! Bang!"
The sound was stern.
"The classroom is a sacred hall for imparting knowledge!"
His voice wasn’t loud, yet it filled every corner of the classroom.
"It’s not a marketplace, and certainly not a daycare!"
Everyone’s heart tensed.
Professor Qian’s gaze was fixed firmly on Lin Wan Yi.
"Bringing children to class, what kind of conduct is this!"
"This student!"
"I don’t care what your reason is!"
"If your child makes a single cry, a single noise in my class!"
"If it disrupts teaching!"
"Then get out immediately!"
With that,
the classroom plunged into dead silence.
Many looked at Lin Wan Yi with sympathy.
Everyone knew Mr. Qian’s character, he wasn’t one to back down.
Now she was likely to be kicked out in public.
Lin Wan Yi stood up.
She did not argue, nor did she show any fear.
Her voice was calm.
"Professor."
"Rest assured."
She slightly bowed, neither arrogant nor servile.
"If they make a single sound."
"I’ll leave on my own, no need for you to drive me out."
With that, she sat down.
Professor Qian snorted coldly, turned around, and continued his lecture.
"Let’s continue with this auxiliary line..."
In the classroom, only the sound of his teaching and the "squeak" of chalk on the blackboard could be heard.
Time ticked by, minute by minute.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
The stroller was so silent it seemed non-existent.
Gu Ning, probably tired from playing, had her little head tilted as she slept.
Gu An’s canopy was half pulled down, making him invisible, and there was no sound.
Gradually everyone relaxed, diving back into the complex world of functions.
Professor Qian’s face softened a bit.
Just when everyone thought the class would end without incident.
"Clap!"
A crisp, loud, sudden sound of impact!
Exploded in the quiet classroom!
Like a bolt from the blue!
Professor Qian’s writing hand stopped.
His lecturing voice halted as well.
All hundreds of students simultaneously turned their heads, looking towards the source of the sound.
In the back row.
In the stroller.
A chubby little white hand stretched out from under the canopy.
In the hand, was a disrupted nine rings puzzle.
The hand had just slammed that metal nine rings puzzle onto the stroller’s metal handle.
Professor Qian’s body stiffened.
He slowly, inch by inch, turned around.
On his wrinkle-filled face, anger was rapidly gathering, visible to the naked eye.
His gaze piercing everyone like a sword.
Shot at Lin Wan Yi.
The chalk in Professor Qian’s hand, "snap," broke from his grip.
He slowly turned around.
That deeply wrinkled face, like a stone frozen for a thousand years.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes, converging to the back row of the classroom.
Sympathy.
Schadenfreude.
Amusement.
Professor Qian’s finger, lifted up.
Pointing with precision at Lin Wan Yi, from dozens of meters away.
"Out!"
The two words devoid of any warmth.
"Immediately!"
Another two words, carrying an undeniable command.
The hearts of the entire class leapt to their throats.
