Chapter 672 - 691: Probably Everyone Who Loves You Is a Chatterbox
Chapter 672: Chapter 691: Probably Everyone Who Loves You Is a Chatterbox
"Do you think I’m being unrealistic?" Jiang Qiuqiu asked Mo Si.
The man on the other side shook his head. "You’ve already made a plan and done your homework. How could that be unrealistic?"
"You truly have an impressive talent in both areas, and you’re very self-disciplined and in control of yourself. Qiuqiu, you never do anything without a clear purpose."
"Wow, I didn’t know you thought so highly of me."
"Mhm. In my eyes, you’ve always been this cute, lively, ambitious, resilient, self-disciplined person, full of dreams and passion. You’re beautiful, gentle, and someone who always forges ahead, bringing vibrant energy and happiness to everyone around you."
"..."
’He reeled off that long string of compliments without even batting an eye.’
Jiang Qiuqiu tilted her head, a little shy.
"I believe in your choice, but there probably aren’t any precedents for a dual-specialization operator right now—"
"I know. That’s why I’ll figure something out."
"Are you going to figure it out yourself? Or should I go talk to someone?" After saying this, Mo Si added, "It wouldn’t be an unfair recommendation."
"It’s because your talent impressed me, which is why I would recommend you to them."
"I know, you’re not the type to play favorites. I have my own way," Jiang Qiuqiu said with a blink.
Mo Si was curious. "What way?"
"Hee hee, I’m not telling. You’ll find out when you get back!"
"..."
After they had talked about one thing and another, they started chatting about the starry sky, the temperature on Federation Star, and the days and nights on Polar Star. About an hour later, the voice of Mo Si’s adjutant could be heard on his end.
Only then did they realize how much time had passed.
Mo Si had to go check on things outside.
They had to hang up. Given the speed at which the waves of the bug tide were coming, there was no telling when they’d be able to talk like this again.
Mo Si thought for a moment, then said a few last things to Jiang Qiuqiu before heading out.
"No matter what you want to do, as your boyfriend, I’ll always support you."
"If you think of something, just go for it. Don’t worry about anything else. If you run into a problem you can’t solve, don’t hesitate to find Chengyu. I don’t want you to feel wronged."
"Also, don’t work yourself too hard sometimes. If you can’t achieve what you were hoping for, don’t beat yourself up over it. You have to believe in yourself. You’re amazing—more outstanding and poised than most of the young people I know."
"And one last thing: I think about you every day."
"Mhm, mhm." Jiang Qiuqiu had been agreeing with his previous points, but when she heard the last sentence, she covered her mouth and smiled. "What a coincidence. I think about you every day, too."
Then the call disconnected.
The voices gradually faded from her ears, and the room slowly fell silent.
Jiang Qiuqiu fell back onto the sofa and lay there for a while, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
But after a moment, she got up, checked the time, and set the butler robot to receive a delivery. Then, she made a trip to Mrs. Ai’er’s place.
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Mrs. Ai’er was very happy to see Jiang Qiuqiu.
"Qiuqiu, are you done with classes?" the white-haired old woman asked with a cheerful smile. "Has your training been intense lately? How have you gotten so thin?"
"Huh?" Jiang Qiuqiu looked down at herself. "Have I lost weight?"
"Yes, your face has gotten pointy." Mrs. Ai’er said slowly. "It’s not as pretty when your face is too small."
"You need to eat more to build yourself back up."
"Then I’ll eat a little more today." Jiang Qiuqiu sat down next to Mrs. Ai’er. "Grandma, I actually came over today because there’s something I’d like to ask you."
"Hm? Ask me? Listen to this child, using such formal words." Mrs. Ai’er told her not to be so polite. "Whatever it is, just say it."