The voice on the heavy road was not deliberately lowered, and he could hear it clearly on the phone.

When Professor Wei spoke again, his tone was more respectful: "Miss Gu, since I came back from Xitai Mountain this time, I have been busy sorting out the cultural relics of the National Teacher, so I am sorry to delay the matter that I promised you earlier. It's now."

Gu Muran didn't speak, but Lu Chaolan still remembered, he said, "I don't know what scope the authority of the Kyoto Institute of Antiquities is given?"

Gu Muran understood instantly.

This is before in the mausoleum of Xitai Mountain, in the small tomb where the national teacher put the armor picture scroll, several professors who had verbally attacked Gu Muran before fell into the tomb with the attack formation.

At that time, they repeatedly attacked verbally.

Gu Muran didn't want to take care of them at first, but Naihe and Professor Wei still have a cooperative relationship, so it's not a solution to get too tense.

In the end, Lu Chaolan made such a request out of Gu Muran's interests.

If you want to save them, you can, but in exchange for permissions.

This matter has been shelved since Professor Wei and others returned to Kyoto.

"After discussion with several directors, we can finally give it to B level. If Miss Gu is willing to join the job after she has learned something, our Institute of Antiquities will give it the highest level." When Professor Wei said these words, he felt a little bit in his heart. Uneasy.

Gu Muran was more forthright: "Okay."

There was an obvious sigh of relief over there.

Before hanging up the phone, Professor Wei asked one more question: "Miss Gu, is this your mobile phone number?"

Gu Muran said kindly: "If you have anything to do, just call this number."

When Professor Wei hung up the phone, listening to the voice, he was very happy.

-

Two days later, it was time for Gu Muran to start school.

She simply carried a schoolbag on her back and was ready to go out.

"Sister Ran, wait—" Su Muhuai hurried out with a piece of bread in his mouth and called to stop her.

"Huh?" Gu Muran turned around.

At this moment, a large truck stopped at the door of their villa.

How to look at this configuration, I feel a bit strange.

Therefore, when everyone else is a suitcase and a backpack, it is easy to enter the school.

After Gu Muran reported, there was a truck behind her, but there were countless exclamation marks in her heart.

Gu Muran's good looks have won a lot of attention, but it is not worth the impact of a large truck's standard equipment on others.

Moreover, before school started today, many people already knew Gu Muran's name.

After all, the car accident case a few days ago has caused [Descendants of the National Teacher] [Xuanmen Young Master] to be scoured all over the Internet.

In particular, her delicate, fairy-like face doesn't look like a fortune teller at all.

After all, it's too delicate.

Gives a feeling that the image does not match at all.

The contrast is simply too great.

Maybe that's what makes it even more impressive.

In addition to what happened to the campus today, it was instantly famous on the campus.

-

In previous years, there was only one class in the Department of Archeology, but this year, for some reason, the number of people applying to the Department of Archeology increased greatly, so it finally evolved into two classes.

I don't know if it's fate, but Gu Muran's Archeology Department has Ye Huitang in the first class of the professional classroom.

And coincidentally, on Gu Muran's way back to the dormitory, she met Ye Huitang.

She is more gentle than Gu Muran imagined.

There seems to be a long-preserved ancient fragrance on the body.

It feels good to the senses.

"Professional matters, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me anytime."

This was Ye Huitang's first sentence.

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