Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

"Arigato, I'm very happy that you are willing to accompany me to find my father."

Wang Changsheng blinked, then shook his head and said, "What's the big deal? We can use this opportunity to visit your father to finish our homework."

"So to be honest, I should thank you, Sakura, for letting me come with you to visit my uncle."

"Ah? No, no, no, it's nothing." Sakura immediately shook her head.

Chiyo on the side also covered her mouth and smiled.

"I'm very happy to come with you, Sakura. You know, as long as I can be with Sakura, I'll be happy no matter what." Tomoyo's expression was originally indifferent, but the more she spoke, the redder her cheeks became, and in the end she looked like a girl who was trapped in a pink bubble of love.

Wang Changsheng pursed his lips.

Chiyo-chan.

I can’t bear to part with it!

This is really not love!

Tomoyo was self-absorbedly thinking about some strange things, but suddenly came to her senses and turned to look at Sakura.

"Oh, I remembered something!"

At this moment, Chise's dark purple eyes were as bright as if two high-power light bulbs were stuffed into them.

In the true sense——

Bright.

The kind that can be felt even in broad daylight.

Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying both leaned back.

Sakura laughed dryly twice: "Um, w-what's wrong? Tomoyo-chan..."

The smile on Tomoyo's lips grew wider.

"After I got home yesterday, I spent a long time reading the books I borrowed from the library. I only read a few books before I got new inspiration!"

"I believe that as long as I spend a few more days, I will be able to catch that inspiration and make a new battle robe for you, Sakura!"

"Hehe~ Sakura, it will look great when you put it on and use magic to battle the Clow Cards!"

Sakura: "?'?'??"

Wang Changsheng: “(?o?_?o??)…”

Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying were both a little confused by Chise's words.

"How many?"

The two recalled the books that Chise brought home yesterday, each one thicker than the last.

Everyone gasped.

How long has it been?

If Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying were asked to read one of the books, they would probably have a hard time.

As a result, Tomoyo read several books in one go?

Could it be that Chise has already read all the books she brought home?

"hiss!"

How cruel...

Cruel person.

What a ruthless person...

Wang Changsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart again.

Chise is indeed a force.

This is a little too awesome...

Sakura's eyes were dazed and she was speechless.

"Tomoyo, why did you say you were reading when you called me... Didn't you sleep at all last night, Tomoyo-chan?"

"No, I'm asleep." Tomoyo shook her head.

"Then..." Sakura opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Tomoyo interrupted her.

"I slept for five or six hours, and another hour or two in the morning, which was more than enough."

Chishi said with a sweet smile: "I am in good spirits now, not sleepy at all, and new inspirations appear in my mind from time to time."

"Yeah, I really want to get a notebook and write everything down."

“…Ha, haha.” Seeing Tomoyo’s expression, Sakura could only smile awkwardly.

Just after the three of them arrived at the literature club area.

They also found the History Department building.

But downstairs, they met three college students.

Among them were two men and one woman.

The boy is quite handsome.

The girl has short hair and dresses a little simply, but she looks very elegant.

"Kids? Why are you here? Are you looking for someone?"

After seeing Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and the other two, the short-haired girl came over with the other two boys.

Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and the others turned around and looked at the three of them.

"Oh my god, she's worthy of being from Sakura's world. Her looks are far better than those from Conan's world." Wang Changsheng marveled in his heart.

The beauty of the Conan world is probably only supported by Kaito Kid.

Even Kudo Shinichi in high school wasn't that handsome.

Wang Changsheng looked at them, then turned to look at the building next to him. He thought these three people should be students from the History Department, so he said to them, "Yes, we are here in the History Department of the Faculty of Literature to look for our elders."

"Oh? Are you here to look for the elders from the History Department? We happen to be students of the History Department. What are your elders' names? Maybe I know them, and I can take you there directly." The girl with short hair was a little surprised, and then bent down slightly, with her hands on her knees, trying her best not to make her gaze look so oppressive, but to look at the three children at eye level.

Sakura blinked, then raised her head slightly and responded to the short-haired girl: "My father's name is Kinomoto Fujitaka, and we are here to look for my father."

"Ah, Mr. Kinomoto? Are you Mr. Kinomoto's children?"

Suddenly, a dark-skinned boy standing behind the short-haired girl said in surprise.

"Huh?" Sakura was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You know my dad?"

"Ah, so little sister, you are Mr. Kinomoto's daughter." There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the short-haired girl.

She had heard that her teacher was married and had a child.

But I didn’t expect that the teacher’s child would look so cute!

"Hi." Sakura nodded slightly.

Since the other party was acquainted with her Odo-san, Sakura politely offered a courtesy.

She bowed slightly and introduced herself to the three people.

"Hello, my name is Sakura Kinomoto, and Fujitaka Kinomoto is my father."

"?????So cute!" The girl with short hair was very enthusiastic and did not hesitate to give her praise.

"Then these two children should be your friends, right? Sakura-chan, can I call you that?" The short-haired girl looked at Sakura with a slight smile.

"Oh, of course no problem." Sakura nodded quickly, "These two are my good friends. They came with me to visit my father."

"Your friends are just as cute as you, Sakura."

The short-haired girl smiled and said, "But if you come directly to look for Mr. Kinomoto, you might not be able to find him, because Mr. Kinomoto should still be teaching right now."

"Huh?" Sakura opened her eyes wide, "Well, why don't we just wait here for Dad for a while."

"Haha, standing here waiting is so boring." The short-haired girl stood up again. "I wonder if you and your friends, Sakura-chan, would like to go and see what Mr. Kinomoto's class is like?"

"Eh?!"

When Sakura heard the suggestion from the short-haired girl, she immediately became interested.

She turned her head and glanced at Wang Changsheng and Zhishi.

The latter two both nodded slightly towards Sakura, indicating that they had no problems.

Seeing that her friends agreed, Sakura quickly turned around and asked the short-haired girl, "Can we go and see how my dad teaches?"

"Haha, you are Mr. Kinomoto's children, of course there is no problem. What's more, in addition to students from our department, people from other departments can also come to audit Mr. Kinomoto's class, so it's naturally nothing to let you listen." The short-haired girl explained.

"I see." Sakura nodded.

"Then Xiao Wang, and Chishi-chan, let's quickly follow this sister to see how my dad teaches others, shall we?"

"No problem." Wang Changsheng and Zhishi both agreed.

"Then let's go. It's in this building."

The short-haired girl walked forward for a distance and came to a place not far from the building. Then she waved to Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and the others.

"Here?" Xiaoying, Wang Changsheng and others walked over and looked at the building next to them.

"Is this where Dad teaches?"

"Yes."

The two boys did not follow, but went to do their own things. The girl with short hair took Wang Changsheng, Tomoyo and Sakura into the teaching building.

After going up two floors, they arrived at the door of a classroom.

This classroom is very large and has a stepped shape.

There were a lot of people sitting there.

"Haha, there are still so many people here. It seems we may not be able to squeeze in. Let's just stand here at the door and listen." The short-haired girl in the teaching building unconsciously lowered her voice and said to Xiaoying, Wang Changsheng and the other two.

"Hi." Sakura responded softly, not daring to raise her voice.

She didn't want to disturb her father from teaching, nor did she want to disturb her father's students from listening to the lecture.

Wang Changsheng also looked into the classroom.

The seats are basically full.

There may only be one or two vacancies occasionally.

The students sitting inside seemed to be very interested in Kinomoto Fujitaka's teaching, and each of them listened attentively.

Wang Changsheng was a little surprised.

He looked around several times, but didn't see many people slacking off in class.

You know, this is a bit too rare in college.

When he was in school, there were almost no people sitting in the back row who paid attention to the lectures.

It’s not that they don’t listen to the lectures, but they do daydream occasionally. But looking at Kinomoto Fujitaka’s classroom now, basically no one seems bored or unwilling to listen.

It must be said.

I can get so many people to attend my class.

It also makes so many people who come to listen to my class not reject it, and even like it.

Sakura's father does have some real skills.

At this moment, the magnetic and gentle voice of Fujitaka Kinomoto was heard from among the teachers.

Even in such a large classroom, the sound was very clear, and even came from the back door, so that Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and others could hear it.

"It is of great significance for us to look at this period of culture from an archaeological perspective."

"The Doma River culture spread from the agricultural culture of Mesopotamia to Europe, spreading the cultivation methods of various crops such as barley, soybeans, and wheat."

"In addition, many special earthenware tools were spread out, and from them a very distinctive ancient culture developed."

While giving lectures, Fujitaka Kinomoto would occasionally write on the blackboard for students so that they could understand the content of his lectures more clearly and directly.

Listening to my father's teaching.