The chandelier composed of countless light bulbs lights up every corner of the room like daylight.

Vidya Gandhi covered her eyes, and Chen Yan immediately lost his vision.

But the hearing is still there.

A powerful middle-aged male voice appeared not far away - that seemed to be where the door was.

"Vidya, what are you doing here?"

Vidya Gandhi obviously recognized the owner of the voice, and she said: "A student has applied for review of admission materials. I will verify his information."

This was obviously a statement she had prepared in advance. Due to her position as the dean, such matters are entirely her responsibility. Within her scope of authority, others cannot interfere - she has already made full preparations for today's adventure.

Prepare.

She slowly moved her hand away, and as her eyes began to adapt to the bright light, Chen Yan's vision gradually recovered.

After a few seconds, he finally saw clearly the middle-aged man standing at the door.

The man looked to be in his fifties, wearing a black teaching tuxedo. He was at least 1.9 meters tall, and Vidya Gandhi, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, looked like an underage child in front of him.

Although he has the blond hair that most Imperial Ruk people have on his head, his temples are already gray. There is a golden spectacle leg hidden in one temple. At the front of the spectacle leg, there is a pair of single-lens gold-rimmed glasses.

.

Behind the thick lenses is a pair of dark green eyes.

It is not so much green as it is a gradient green that is close to the color of emerald. The green appears as a deep black around the pupil, gradually becoming lighter from the periphery of the pupil inward, until it reaches the center of the pupil, where it turns into deep black again.

His face, which can be called handsome, is expressionless, and the slight marks carved by time on his face make everyone who sees him immediately understand that this person is not easy to mess with.

"Professor Andile."

There was an elusive tremor in Vidya Gandhi's voice, but she concealed it so well that this tremor representing fear was completely covered up.

When Chen Yan heard this name, he suddenly felt familiar.

Andile...

Among the Ruk people in the empire, there are not many people named "Andil".

"Is there anything important that comes to the office so late?"

Vidya Gandhi shook her hair, letting her dark brown silk-like curls hang down on her shoulders.

She exuded an aura of seduction, and at the same time, her tone contained an irresistible apology:

"You know, this is the vice-principal's office, you can't just come in."

Good guy, it’s okay to be a guest.

Just when Chen Yan was surprised by her reaction, Andier spoke.

"All I know is that I just heard someone's voice and felt worried, so I came in to take a look."

When Chen Yan heard his words, he suddenly thought, does he also have the same purpose as Vidya Gandhi?

This idea fermented in his mind and became firm within a short time.

Vidya Gandhi's next words seemed a bit aggressive.

"Although you are a visiting professor hired by our principal and enjoy the glory of the choir, the church school has its own rules. If you do not follow these rules, it will be inconvenient for everyone."

A "sincere" apologetic smile appeared on her face, and she said in an "apologizing" tone:

"I'm so sorry, you have to leave."

Andil didn't speak, but looked at Vidya Gandhi with his emotionless green eyes.

Three seconds later.

"Well, excuse me."

Andile turned and left.

Vidya Gandhi was visibly relieved and looked down, as if she was double-checking whether the drawer was closed properly.

Chen Yan's gaze also moved downwards.

Suddenly, an unexpected voice rang in Vidya Gandhi's ears.

"correct."

She raised her head suddenly and saw Professor Andier who was standing at the door and turned back at some point.

He stood outside the door, with most of his body hidden in the shadows. The light in the office could only illuminate a small half of his face——

At this moment, on that small half of his face, his emotionless emerald eyes were looking at her.

"The principal told me today that the general election is coming, and new immigrants who enroll at this time must be treated strictly."

There was some kind of tremor in Vidya Gandhi's vision. The tremor was very slight, but Chen Yan could still sense the more obvious fear in her heart from the tremor.

"this is correct."

There seemed to be nothing but calmness in Vidya Gandhi's tone.

"Church schools deal with poor people, and almost all new immigrants are poor. There are many illegal immigrants, and we must strictly screen them."

The emerald eyes were still staring at her, making her inner uneasiness continue.

After another three seconds, Professor Andile spoke again.

"Well, good night, Vidya."

Vidya Gandhi felt suddenly relaxed, causing her brain to feel dizzy.

Chen Yan noticed that she didn't seem to be timid just because of her sneaky behavior - she also seemed to be afraid of Professor Andier.

Fortunately, she restrained her dizziness and responded to the other party with a fairly standard smile.

"Good night, Professor Andile."

The emerald eyes disappeared into the darkness.

Immediately, steady footsteps came from the corridor. As the footsteps gradually faded away, Vidya could no longer hold on, her legs relaxed and she fell down on the office chair.

After a while, a voice appeared in Chen Yan's head.

'The damn old thing is finally gone!'

This...is Vidya's voice?!

Chen Yan was surprised to find that when Vidya relaxed, he could actually hear what she was thinking!

He realized that the purified fragment of world memory seemed to allow him to feel everything about its original owner:

Thoughts, hearing, smell, vision, and even taste... Vidya seemed to be eating curry tonight.

Chen Yan has always been very resistant to curry. The appearance of the cooked food can even make him lose all interest in food.

After forcing himself to ignore the smell of curry, he was able to experience this wonderful feeling.

He thought to himself that after "entering" Vidya through the purified memory fragments of the world, he obviously could not feel Vidya's senses, but could only see her vision.

But when she relaxed her spirit, he could feel more - which showed that her mental strength directly affected his perception of the inside and outside of her body.

Chen Yan's mood was a little complicated.

It's really surprising that World Memory Fragments have such an effect...

After a few thoughts, the vision in front of me changed again.

Vidya opened the drawer again.

She hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, snorted softly, found Kiran Khan's admission review form, folded it, and stuffed it into her pocket.

Then he pushed up the drawer, turned off the light, and closed the office door.

The moment the door closed, Chen Yan clearly felt the loss in her heart and the thoughts that followed.

'Go back to sleep.'
Chapter completed!