Volume 1: The Ivory Tower's Happy Life Chapter 62: A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

  Down from the Forest Park, carrying Left He Ying in the city to stroll back to the Kayla Hotel, a whole morning of continuous phone calls, only one was answered, and it was still being harassed before answering, but it was Song Siying wanting to invite guests. Originally not agreed, but thinking about the paper being hung, listening to Lei Dapeng and Si Muxian also being called, Shan Yong promised in one mouthful. Although Song Siying's reputation is not very good, Shan Yong knows that if he wants to discuss something, Song Siying is much stronger than his group of friends.

  Back at the entrance of the Hilton Hotel, screeching tires, Zuo Xiying jumped out of the car and just reversed it once, but was caught by Zuo Xiying holding onto the door handle. Shan Yong was stunned for a moment, gazing at each other, they burst into laughter.

  No beating around the bush, Yu Huiying directly asked: "Do you need my help?"

  "What can I help with?" asked Dan Yong.

  "An essay?" Zuo Xiying smiled, unsure if she was joking or not, and said directly: "As a shooter, I'm definitely not worse than Simu Xian; as for connections, it might be even simpler. You know the weight of my dad's words. Letting you get accepted into graduate school without an exam is no problem."

  "I have my own solution, it's such a small matter to ask you and Professor Zuo for help, is it necessary?" Dan Yong said with a casual tone, but in his heart, he was secretly thinking, "If I'm still like this as a graduate student, forget it."

  "Alright, I'll listen to you... but if you can't solve it, be sure to tell me." Zuo Xiying said with a smile, actually she wanted to see Shan Yong's embarrassed face asking for her help, and really didn't want to see Shan Yong getting depressed because of his thesis being held back. Although he seemed relaxed on the surface, Zuo Xiying knew that behind the scenes, he would be racking his brains again.

  However, she didn't see what she had expected. Shan Yong still said lightly: "I'll definitely tell you, but after it's resolved."

  Zuo Xiying smiled but didn't speak, bid farewell and invited him to dinner, but Shan Yong declined, saying that the dishes at Jiale Hotel were no longer comparable to those of Tai Hou's Thirteen Flowers. Zuo Xiying knew he had something on his mind and didn't press the issue. Not until Shan Yong was out of sight did she turn around and head back to the hotel, only to find it was already past noon.

  As soon as she entered, the waiter at the counter stopped her and told her that Professor Zuo was waiting for her in the restaurant. Zuo Xiying thanked him and went straight to the seventh floor restaurant. Her father and sister were already there. Seeing Zuo Xiying return with a cheerful expression like a little girl, Zuo Nanxia and her elder daughter exchanged a subtle glance, and their serious conversation came to an abrupt end.

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  Shan Yu rode his bike swiftly, darting from the Kayla Hotel to the Yibin Hotel, crossing three streets and taking shortcuts through alleys. He was interrupted by several phone calls along the way. When he finally stopped in front of the hotel entrance, Song Siying, who had been waiting impatiently in the lobby, rushed over to greet him, complaining as they walked: "You're almost late for dinner, what were you busy with? Your thesis is already overdue, what's there to be busy about?"

  "Beautiful girl, speak more elegantly, I don't mind, but others will look down on you." Jian Yong joked.

  "Cut it out, you're making a scene. I've never seen girls fight with their sleeves rolled up before. Let's go, hurry up." Song Siyun bluntly pushed Danyong from behind, not avoiding suspicion at all. In the few steps it took to go upstairs, Danyong turned his head and asked, "What's this play, a celebratory banquet?"

  "No, if sisters don't know how to repay kindness, that's what people look down on. I gave Old Bao and the others a set of outdoor equipment each, Lei loves to eat, so I got him a membership card for Hai Xian Lou, and Simu Xian this dog-headed strategist isn't bad either, I found him a book purchase card. What should I give you? I need to think carefully... How about a fishing rod? You don't like fishing?" Song Siying asked, with genuine gratitude.

  Suddenly, Dan Yong had a few more good impressions of this fashionably dressed sister. After all, she knew how to repay kindness, and that was not fake. However, as they walked, he politely declined: "Forget it, I'd rather go fishing, I've become a fish on the chopping board. What's going on with our paper? Do you have any news?"

  "That was so fast, I just told my aunt's husband... but this is not a good omen, I heard that it is the school and your department jointly formed thesis defense committee, who actually blocked you all, I really don't know. But don't worry, there will be news in the afternoon." Song Siying said, welcoming Single Brave into the private room.

  As soon as they entered, the brothers welcomed Egg Brother and Kuan Sister with enthusiasm, inviting them to take their seats. The dishes on the table had already been eaten seven or eight times, but Song Siyun ordered two more dishes especially for Shan Yong. At this time, Shan Yong didn't have the heart to eat, so he waved his hand to dismiss the waiter and said to the brothers who were making a ruckus: "Brothers, I'm in trouble this time, will you help me?"

  "Needless to say, help!"

  "Right, help."

  "Nothing else to say, Egg Brother, it's just that your thesis was rejected? Brothers will find dozens of them for you, and you can choose the best one."

  "It's nothing, really."

  The brothers, fueled by wine, patted their chests and didn't say another word. Song Siying looked at this group of people and burst out laughing. Not one person at the table could write a thesis, and the only one who could was already gone. Unexpectedly, Shan Yong shook his head and said, "Do I need to ask you about the thesis? I've thought it through - if either I or Da Peng were failed, or even both of us, that would be normal when it comes to the thesis. But if even Xian Di was failed, then this isn't just about the thesis anymore. My brother and I had him ghostwrite for us, you know? His living expenses are all earned through writing fees, his level is not much different from those professors at school... If he was failed, then there's something fishy going on... Maybe someone doesn't want us to graduate peacefully."

  It makes sense, this matter has already been discussed and a consensus has been reached on this point. Lao Bao asked: "What about Egg Brother? You said fighting is no problem, how can we do this? The Answer Committee has several professors and lecturers, do you know who they are?"

  "Exactly, Egg Brother, we were just discussing this matter, can't make a fuss about it?" Lei Dapeng said with difficulty, treating the food as an enemy, holding a bowl of braised chicken, and in front of him was already a pile of chicken bones. While speaking, he ate with gusto, savoring the delicious taste.

  "It's a big fuss, since we don't know who it is, let's just turn everything upside down. Isn't that what the Answering Committee is for? Let's abolish all these useless committees! What's the point of having an Answering Committee if we can't decide things ourselves?" Dan Yong slammed his hand on the table, his temper flaring up.

  "It's just, you and I, we'll smash our heads together and see who wins." Lei Dapeng chimed in, the two brothers' outlook on life was identical at this point, both believing that one should live life to the fullest and play hard.

  But unexpectedly, there was no response this time. The whole table fell silent, not because they were leaning in to listen, but because everyone was shocked by this grand idea. Shanyong turned his head to look at Song Siying, and Song Siying was also stunned. Before, he thought Shanyong was timid and cautious, but now he realized that this was a wolf's courage - when it should be low-key, it would be very reserved; when it should be big, it could surpass the bravery of a bear or leopard. If this were to "overturn" the entire examination committee, it would have a much greater impact than what Xia Huangzi did with the cafeteria, and of course, it would be even more vicious.

  "I've come up with a preliminary plan, and I've given it a pretty cool name - the Shit Basin Plan. What do you think?" Dan Yong asked, then explained: "The idea is to take this shit basin and give it to each member of their committee, one by one, so they'll all behave themselves and listen obediently. If they don't listen, we'll deal with them like we did with Gou Guoping - make sure they can't turn over."

  Still no one dared to respond, they all looked at each other in dismay. When their eyes fell on Lei Dapeng, he was holding a bowl and drinking chicken soup. As soon as he saw the crowd's gaze, he immediately put it down, wiped his mouth, and pointed to the stew pot, explaining: "What are you all looking at me for? It's like I'm holding a shit basin."

  Hehehe, a burst of laughter, and Lei Dapeng was amused again. However, no one dared to follow up on Shan Yong's plan. The food arrived, and Shan Yong asked Song Siying while eating: "Kuan Jie, if you want to thank me, help me this once. Although you used me as a gun, I treated you as a friend."

  This is too much, Song Siying was embarrassed in front of everyone, and advised: "Shan Yong, it's not that I won't help you, but your guts are too big, who makes a scene like this? The Answering Committee is either a professor or an associate professor, although they may not be worth much, but they're not someone Xia Baozi can compare to... Don't mess around, let me ask my uncle to think of a solution again."

  This is also true, Song Siying knows the severity of the situation. Among those present, only Simu Xian is somewhat law-abiding, and the rest are not much better. She can basically invite them out, they are all thugs, previously she had invited this group of goods, typical method is to cover with a sack and beat for a while, then throw into a garbage dump, but it's not like that to deal with Professor Lecturer, let alone her, those few guys don't dare to do such things.

  "Look how scared you guys are, listen to me explain the details and then make a decision. If there's really danger, Qian Jie, this time don't make a sound, I'll take responsibility. Brothers, we've been through thick and thin for more than one or two years, am I someone who would push my brothers into a pit? If it weren't for the fact that my face is too well-known, I'd do it myself."

  Shan Yong said slowly while eating, this method he himself didn't know how he came up with it. Or rather, after his own restaurant went bankrupt, he had tossed and turned many times, thinking of many ways to quickly bring down a restaurant and a family... Compared to these small matters, that great and sinister design was simply like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito.

  As expected, this method made Song Siying's eyebrows gradually relax, and the brothers' fear in their hearts gradually disappeared. Not only did it disappear, but they all laughed, laughing mischievously. Lei Dapeng's eyes lit up, while Simu Xian furrowed his brow, pondering the feasibility of the eldest brother's approach. However, it seemed that this was still within the scope of those malicious and unprofitable pranks typical of students.

  It seems like this meal is going to cost an arm and a leg...