DLSRWAR Chapter 43 Long-distance relationships are simply impossible.

The summer vacation was just a few days away, a total of fifteen days off.

Ye Hancheng was definitely heading back to the capital.

But if he went back to the capital, it meant he would be apart from his wife for fifteen days.

Ye Hancheng thought: Long-distance relationships are simply impossible. He had to find a way to bring his wife to the capital with him.

Since Qin Yumian was elected as class monitor, everyone began calling her “Class Monitor Qin” instead of “sports rep.”

Chen Lanping rarely came to their class anymore. Whenever she did, she would pass her class to other teachers, resulting in Qin Yumian’s class having four consecutive periods of math or physics daily.

As the weather grew hotter, the classroom would soon be filled with students dozing off during the long periods.

Seeing that everyone was nodding off with their heads down, the Chinese teacher decided to abandon the lecture and instead asked the students to recite ancient poetry from memory.

Two students were called to the front to write.

The Chinese teacher, not recognizing all the students, casually said, “Let the class monitor and academic committee member come up to write.”

Qin Yumian, who was secretly reading a comic book, quietly put it away and opened her Chinese textbook.

Wu Yu, who was sleeping soundly, “…”

Big Fatty lazily raised his hand, “Teacher, the academic committee member is absent.”

The Chinese teacher said, “Then let’s have… let’s have the discipline committee member come up.”

Ye Hancheng, who was dozing on his desk, was jolted awake by Deng Yuanze. “Brother Han, the teacher is calling you to the front to recite poetry.”

Ye Hancheng, still half-asleep and in a bad mood, grumbled, “I’m not going. Not even if the King of Heaven himself came.”

Deng Yuanze said, “If both you and Wu Yu aren’t going, then it looks like Class Monitor Qin will have to face the “baptism of knowledge” all by herself.”

Hearing those familiar words, Ye Hancheng immediately sat up and looked towards the front. Sure enough, he saw Qin Yumian standing up and walking towards the podium.

The Chinese teacher, noticing Qin Yumian alone at the front, asked, “Why is only the class monitor up here? Is the discipline committee member absent too?”

Ye Hancheng stood up and said, “I’m here, Teacher.”

The Chinese teacher said, “Alright, come up.”

To prevent the two from copying each other, the Chinese teacher had given different passages for them to recite.

Qin Yumian’s passage was from Fan Zhongyan’s Fisherman’s Pride (Autumn Scenery at the Frontier): “_____ , _____” These lines depicted the sorrow of soldiers stationed at the border, lamenting their unfulfilled wish to return home despite their yearning and lack of victory.

Ye Hancheng’s passage was from The Commentary of Zuo: Cao Gui Discusses War, during the tenth year of Duke Zhuang of Lu, when the state of Qi invaded, Cao Gui sought an audience with the ruler to offer his strategy. His fellow villagers questioned him, “_____”.

The other students were busy reciting the entire Fisherman’s Pride and The Commentary of Zuo passages from memory.

Qin Yumian had memorized the poem, so she quickly provided the correct answers.

On the other side of the blackboard, Ye Hancheng was clearly struggling. Holding the chalk, he frequently signaled Big Fatty and Deng Yuanze for help.

However, the distance was too great, and even though Big Fatty had unfolded the The Commentary of Zuo text for him to see, Ye Hancheng still couldn’t figure out which line to use.

The Chinese teacher warned, “Write your own answers.”

He also shot a glare at Big Fatty.

Big Fatty: “…”

Brother Han, there was nothing I could do to help you.

No help was forthcoming. Ye Hancheng had no choice but to write on his own.

He didn’t dwell on it, quickly scribbling his answer on the blackboard. With a flick of the chalk, he descended from the podium with a nonchalant air.

When Qin Yumian returned to her seat, she glanced at Ye Hancheng’s answer and couldn’t help but feel a bit speechless.

She saw that for the blank spaces, Ye Hancheng had written:

In The Commentary of Zuo: Cao Gui Discusses War, during the tenth year of Duke Zhuang of Lu, when the state of Qi invaded, Cao Gui sought an audience with the ruler to offer his strategy. His fellow villagers questioned him, “Are you dreaming?”

The entire class burst into laughter, their mirth almost echoing off the ceiling.

The Chinese teacher scowled and marked a big red X on Ye Hancheng’s answer, ordering him to copy the The Commentary of Zuo three times!

Qin Yumian’s work had been almost flawless, except for one minor error.

Ye Hancheng didn’t mind the punishment much. With Big Fatty and Wu Yu’s help, he didn’t even have to copy it once.

The noisy clamor continued until the day before the holiday. Ye Hancheng had already booked his plane tickets, but there was still no word from Hao Jiajia.

“Dear Dad, what’s going on?” After class, Hao Jiajia was summoned to a corner downstairs by a call from Ye Hancheng.

The two met in secrecy, as if they were underground party members. Ye Hancheng spoke in a low voice, “How’s the task of convincing your Mom to go to the capital coming along?”

Hao Jiajia answered confidently, “Dad, you don’t need to worry about me. I’ll definitely convince Mom today!”

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Qin Yumian returned to the dormitory for lunch. Her other roommates were not yet back, leaving only Hao Jiajia alone.

The girl sat in a chair, looking sadly at a photo of her idol. When she saw Qin Yumian return, she quickly wiped away her tears with a few tissues.

Qin Yumian set down her backpack and asked with a frown, “What’s wrong?”

Hao Jiajia sniffled and said with a tearful tone, “Dad won’t let me go to the capital to see Little Lamb’s concert.”

Qin Yumian asked, “The capital?”

Hao Jiajia nodded. “He’s worried about me going to the capital alone, but I don’t have many friends to go with me.”

As she spoke, Hao Jiajia looked at Qin Yumian with hopeful eyes.

Qin Yumian understood her unspoken plea.

Feigning ignorance, she suggested, “You could ask Yang Mao to go with you.”

Hao Jiajia: “…”

Why weren’t you following the script?

Hao Jiajia continued to wipe her tears. “He’s a boy. My dad definitely won’t agree to let me go with just a guy. But if it were a girl, my dad might say yes.”

The girl blinked, nearly begging Qin Yumian to accompany her directly.

Qin Yumian rubbed her temples. “I can’t leave Sangcheng.”

“Why not?” Hao Jiajia asked, puzzled. “Are you under some kind of curse? Like, will you die if you leave Sangcheng or something?”

Qin Yumian replied, “…Stop reading so many suspense novels.”

Hao Jiajia stuck out her tongue, still genuinely curious. “So why can’t you leave Sangcheng?”

“There’s no particular reason. I just can’t leave,” Qin Yumian said, “especially not to go to the capital.”

If Grandpa knew she wanted to go to the capital, he would definitely be upset.

Hao Jiajia snuggled up to her and started using a soft approach. “Little Mianmian, Little Yuyu, please come with me.”

Qin Yumian remained unmoved.

Going to other places might be negotiable, but the capital…

She simply couldn’t go.

After Hao Jiajia tried to persuade her for a long time, seeing that Qin Yumian remained steadfast, she realized that her hopes of seeing her idol’s concert were likely dashed. She couldn’t help but shed a few tears.

Feeling the dampness on her shoulder, Qin Yumian stiffened and looked down, seeing the girl silently crying.

Hao Jiajia sobbed, “I… I really… want to see one of his concerts…”

Qin Yumian: “…”

Qin Yumian pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and eventually succumbed to Hao Jiajia’s tearful onslaught.

With a resigned tone, she said, “Alright, I’ll go.”

Hao Jiajia blinked, tears still hanging on her lashes. “Really?”

Qin Yumian nodded. “Really.”

At worst, she could just keep it a secret from Grandpa.

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