"Of course it's because you are a novice female driver!"
Jiang Zhonglou smiled.
"Why is he afraid of novice female drivers?" Sanya still doesn't understand.
"The novice female driver's skills are poor. When she is nervous, she will use the brake as the accelerator and rush towards her. Who can withstand this?"
Jiang Zhonglou smiled and said: "He was afraid that you would rush over and hit him, so he quickly walked away."
"Oh, so that's it. Then when I encounter someone who refuses to give way to me, I will turn on the windshield wipers and stick out my head to scare them just like I did just now!" Sanya said with a proud smile.
"Okay, let's get out of the car and let Bai Ding transform, so that the police won't chase him here!"
Jiang Zhonglou said that he was about to get off the car.
"Brother Jiang, there's no need to bother. I remember my sister said that Bai Ding can change color... If he changes color, the police officers won't chase us, right?" Sanya said.
"Oh? Bai Ding, can you change the color of the car?" Jiang Zhonglou asked.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang Li, I can not only change the color of the car body, but also change the license plate number and logo at will, and I can also slightly change the shape of the car body." Bai Ding replied.
"Okay, then you change the color, the logo and the shape of the car body."
"yes!"
Bai Ding answered and instantly changed the color of the car.
It was originally white, but now it has turned into cement gray, making it look even more inconspicuous...
His license plate was also rotated and replaced with a new number...
Its headlights, tail shape, and wheels have also undergone subtle changes...
In the blink of an eye, it becomes a completely different car!
"You should have told me if you had the ability..."
Jiang Zhonglou was speechless and breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, turn on the autopilot mode and go to Shudu University."
"Yes! Mr. Jiang Li!"
Bai Ding drove smoothly out of the alley and headed towards Shudu University.
"Brother Jiang, are the teachers in the university mean? Will they call me a stupid girl?" Sanya asked curiously.
"Of course the teachers are cruel. If you don't obey, will they beat you?"
Jiang Zhonglou said seriously.
Sanya has now become a rebellious naughty child, so she must be afraid of the teacher.
"Really? When the teacher hits me...can I fight back?" Sanya asked.
"No! Absolutely not!"
Jiang Chonglou said sternly: "It is natural for teachers to hit students, and it is treason for students to hit teachers!"
"Oh... what if the teacher hurts me? Can't I fight back?" Sanya pursed her lips in depression.
"Even if the teacher hits you, it's just a symbolic scare, and he won't actually hit you. He just hits you to make you study hard, and it's for your own good."
"All right..."
Sanya said nothing more.
In fact, Jiang Zhonglou knew that university teachers would never hit students. He was just trying to scare Sanya to prevent her from being naughty and disobeying the teacher.
Jiang Zhonglou called Sixth Senior Sister and made an appointment in advance. The van had already arrived at the door of Shudu University.
The guard stopped the van, Jiang Zhonglou stretched out his head and said hello, and the guard quickly let him go.
In those days, Jiang Zhonglou accompanied Sixth Senior Sister Zelan in and out every day. The guard at the door had already known Jiang Zhonglou.
The van drove directly to Zelan's downstairs, and Jiang Zhonglou took Sanya into Zelan's home.
"Wow! There are so many books here!"
As soon as she entered the door, Sanya was stunned by the bookshelves in Zelan's living room full of books.
"What's this? There are ten times as many books in Professor Zelan's study as there are on this bookshelf!" Jiang Zhonglou said with a smile.
"Wow..."
Sanya asked in surprise: "Professor Zelan, have you read all of your books?"
"Nonsense, why should I buy it if you don't finish reading it?"
Zeelan said coldly.
"oh..."
Seeing that Zelan was not enthusiastic at all, Sanya hid behind Jiang Zhonglou, feeling a bit resigned.
"Professor Zelan is a great scholar. You should learn from her, read more books and learn more knowledge!" Jiang Zhonglou touched Sanya's head.
"The teacher you are talking about...is she her?"
Sanya looked at Zeelan timidly.
"Of course not, you are not qualified to let Professor Zelan teach you in person!"
Jiang Zhonglou smiled and said: "Teacher Zelan is the most powerful professor at Shudu University. She helped you contact the school so that you could come here to study...it was other teachers who taught you."
"Oh, that's good..."
Sanya seemed to be intimidated by Zelan's momentum, and was relieved when she heard that Zelan would not teach her personally.
"Come here and eat first!"
Zelan knew that Jiang Zhonglou had not eaten at noon, so he invited him and Sanya to the restaurant for dinner.
Sanya picked up the chopsticks before Zelanjiang Chonglou moved them and started eating in a hurry.
"Forehead..."
Zelan frowned, showing displeasure.
"Her name is Huniu now. Although she doesn't know etiquette, she is a very nice person."
Jiang Zhonglou smiled awkwardly.
In fact, he knew that Sanya was already giving Zelan face by being able to pick up chopsticks to eat. Normally, she would just do it right away, shooting left and right...
"Okay, I get it."
Zelan had actually known for a long time that the Huniu in front of her was Sanya from Jiangcheng, Yunxiang from Longcheng, the second young lady of Moji Yiyi, and the precious granddaughter of Momo's great son Xia Mingzi...
Although Sanya is stupid, her identity is extremely special, and her relationship with Jiang Zhonglou is extraordinary.
Even if Zelan doesn't like Sanya anymore, he will still treat him like a family member.
"I have contacted the School of Liberal Arts for her. After dinner, you can take her to Dean Liu Jinu and Liu. He will arrange everything." Zelan added.
"Literature College? Are you studying literature?" Jiang Zhonglou was stunned.
"Yes, let him major in Chinese language and literature!"
Zelan sighed: "In other subjects, he has no foundation and cannot keep up at all. The only one she can learn is Chinese language and literature...
Besides, didn't you say that her memory is very good? As long as she can remember those poems and articles, it is not difficult to learn Chinese language and literature. As the saying goes, if you read 300 Tang poems by heart, you can recite them even if you don't know how to compose them!"
"Oh, yes."
Jiang Zhonglou nodded.
Sanya had never been to school, and suddenly entered university, majoring in Chinese language and literature and still able to get around...
If she were sent to study mathematics... I'm afraid Sanya wouldn't be able to understand a word of the teacher's class.
After dinner, Jiang Zhonglou took out a human skin mask and put it on Sanya.
This was specially made for Sanya by the Fourth Senior Sister when she came to the capital of Shu.
When Sanya was hiding in that private hospital, Jiang Zhonglou never put a human skin mask on him...
Now to study in Shudu University, Sanya must put on a new mask and go to school as Huniu.
"Wow, this new mask looks much more beautiful!"
Sanya looked at the mirror and said with a silly smile.
In fact, the new mask that Fourth Senior Sister made for Sanya, although cute and innocent, is still silly.
If he is not stupid, it is not in line with Sanya's temperament and will inevitably arouse others' suspicion...
"Okay, you go!"
Zelan went into her study and continued to study the "New Mo Jing".
Jiang Zhonglou took Sanya to the School of Liberal Arts and found the dean whose name Zelan had mentioned was Liu Jinu.
Dean Liu is a gray-haired old man, wearing reading glasses, gentle and elegant, and he looks like he is full of poems and books, and has a lot of knowledge.
"Dean Liu, I was introduced here by Professor Zelan. This is my cousin Yang Huniu. She wants to sit in the School of Liberal Arts and learn some etiquette." Jiang Chonglou said respectfully.
"Well..."
Liu Jinu took off his reading glasses and looked at Huniu, but said nothing for a long time.
"Old sir, your name is so strange. Why is it called a slave? Were you fostered as a slave in someone's home when you were a child?"