Chapter 126 Classic Combination
"By the way, Sakura, since the university is so big, do you know where your uncle is?"

After walking for a while, Tomoyo suddenly turned around and asked. Hearing this, Sakura thought for a moment and replied, "Dad is in the Department of History of the Faculty of Literature. He should be in the office building of the Faculty of Literature. I don't know the exact location."

"Then let's go ask the people nearby." Tomoyo suggested with a smile.

After all, the school is so big. If I search building by building, I don’t know how long it will take. It would be faster to ask the students passing by.

Xiaoying and Xia Yu did not refuse this suggestion. After all, none of them had a real social phobia and were afraid to ask strangers questions.

It didn't take them too long to find the right route. The college students passing by were very friendly and did their best to point them in the right direction when they asked questions.

Sakura was in a good mood and walked at a leisurely pace on the way to the literature department building.

She suddenly turned her head and said to the two people beside her: "Thank you so much for coming with me."

Zhi Shi smiled and replied, "No, I'm glad to be here with you."

Xia Yu also chuckled and said frankly without any joke: "Me too, Xiaoying, you can think of me when you need someone to accompany you. I'm really happy."

"Well……"

This blunt honesty made Sakura happy but also a little shy.

It was okay for Chise, but she was a little uncomfortable with Xia's sudden seriousness.

Obviously according to Xia's personality, he should have laughed out loud, and then said - you are my comrade-in-arms, the relationship between us has long surpassed the scope of ordinary friends, thanking you will make me sad!
As she was thinking, Sakura suddenly came to her senses. Why could she already guess what Xia would say? !
Wait, could it be that under the influence of classmate Xia, she has already undergone changes that she herself is not aware of?
Don't do that kind of thing, middle school girl! !
"Eh? Are you looking for someone?"

Just when Sakura and her friends arrived near the Faculty of Literature building, a classic group of passers-by consisting of two men and one woman appeared.

As if she saw what Sakura and the others were looking for, the girl in the passerby group came over and asked Sakura curiously.

In response to the question from the beautiful sister in front of her, Sakura nodded and said, "We want to go to the literature club."

"Literature Club? Who in the Literature Club do you want to talk to?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Kinomoto from the History Department."

This familiar last name startled the three of them slightly. The boy in the group was a little surprised: "Are you looking for Mr. Kinomoto?"

Sakura was a little surprised to find that the three people in front of her seemed to know her father, "Yes, he is my father, do you know him?"

"Are you Mr. Kinomoto's daughter?"

"Yes, I'm Sakura Kinomoto."

Hearing this answer, the passerby girl looked at Sakura in front of her and smiled: "So cute."

"Hey hehe~"

Being praised for being cute again, Sakura responded with an adorable giggle.

"By the way, Sakura, do you want to go see your dad in class?"

The passerby girl winked at Sakura playfully. Hearing this, Sakura was a little surprised and said, "Is it okay? Won't it cause trouble?"

"Of course you can. Mr. Kinomoto is very popular."

After saying that, the group of passers-by walked towards a teaching building and waved to Sakura and the others.

"Come quickly."

"Ok!"

Sakura followed with a little excitement, she had never seen her father teaching in class. The special course last semester did not count, because the last time her father was facing the audience of this group of elementary school students instead of his own students.

Behind, Tomoyo and Xia Yu saw Sakura's lively and brisk steps, smiled at each other, and followed her.

A few minutes later, several people entered a teaching building.

The windows of the large classroom in the teaching building were very low, and even with the height of Sakura and others, they could see inside the classroom.

Looking around, the classroom was almost full, with students sitting in both the front and back rows, and those students were carefully opening their books and listening to the teacher's lecture meticulously.

Looking at this university classroom that was completely different from what he had imagined, Xia Yu was stunned. Was this really a university? Were these students really university students?
Why is it that the front row of this large classroom is always full of people? And the people in the back row are not slacking off, but are listening to the class seriously?

If he remembered correctly, Fujitaka should be a professor in the Department of Archaeology. Could a course like this really attract so many people to attend, apart from students majoring in Archaeology?
This is really a magical picture.

It simply doesn't seem like something that could happen in reality. Even if it's for credits, a class like this with a full seat and no one distracted is impossible to happen in reality.

"Uncle, what a great lecture." Tomoyo suddenly said after watching Fujitaka's lecture for a while.

Xia Yu also nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, this ability to make all students listen to the class seriously and not let anyone get distracted is not something that ordinary teachers can do."

He is indeed a nearly perfect man, even his lectures are so perfect. +
Sakura smiled when she heard her two friends praising her father. Praising her father made her happier than praising her. "Mr. Kinomoto's class is very popular."

The girl in the group of three suddenly spoke up, and the boy next to her also said, "Teacher Kinomoto's lectures are very interesting. When I first entered university, I never thought that I would be interested in history."

"And the three of us are now Mr. Kinomoto's assistants, helping him with his research."

"So that's it."

Xiaoying suddenly realized that it was no wonder that they were so familiar with her father. The next second, she hurriedly thanked them: "Thank you for taking care of my father."

"No, no, we are the ones who are being taken care of by Mr. Kinomoto."

The passerby girl smiled back, glanced at her watch, and continued, "Teacher Kinomoto's class is about to end. Let's walk around first, and then go to the teacher's office to find him."

"Good~"

……

As the clock hands moved slowly, soon the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

The few people who were originally strolling around the campus stopped strolling when they heard the bell ringing, and walked towards Fujitaka's office together.

Because of his profession, Fujitaka's office is filled with various archaeological materials and ancient books. He returns to his office as soon as get out of class is over and starts work that seems to never end.

The small laptop was beeping away without any pause or hesitation.

dong dong~
"Please come in."

There was a knock on the door, but Fujitaka didn't even turn his head, still immersed in his work.

With a clatter, the door was opened, and a passerby girl led Sakura and the others to the door and reminded them, "Teacher Kinomoto, your daughter is here to visit you."

"Ok?"

The keyboard that was originally typing away suddenly stopped. Fujitaka was stunned for a moment, then after he realized what was happening, he quickly turned around and stood up.

"Sakura?"

Sakura smiled at her father's surprise and said, "Excuse me."

"Hey, why are you here?"

Fujitaka looked at the three children who walked into the office and was slightly surprised. Sakura smiled and handed the bamboo basket forward, saying, "Dad has to stay at school these days, so I came to visit him. This is filled with our love, please be sure to try it."

After hearing this explanation, Fujitaka, who was originally a little surprised, sat back in his seat with a gentle and relieved smile on his face.

"Thank you for coming all the way here, Sakura, and thank you for coming with me, Tomoyo and Konatsu."

"Teacher, let's go to the reference room to sort out the materials."

Seeing that Mr. Kinomoto was already chatting with his daughter, the passerby girl who brought Sakura and the others suddenly spoke, and after she finished speaking, she closed the office door.

Hearing the name of the data room, Sakura asked curiously, "Data room?"

"Because there are so many books in my office, it's a bit crowded for me alone, so they help me in the information room next door." Fujitaka explained with a smile.

"I see."

"They also volunteered to live in the school to help me. Although it is hard work, my work is almost done because of their help." Fujitaka pointed to the laptop in front of him, which was filled with materials needed for the press conference.

"Uncle, are they graduate students?" After listening to Teng Long's words, Xia Yu suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

Hearing this question, although he didn't know why Xia Yu asked this question, Fujitaka still nodded and answered.

"Yes, they are graduate students, and I am their advisor."

Wow, it’s true.

Xia Yu was somewhat speechless. Although graduate students in Japan and China are not the same concept, and graduate students in Japan mean master's preparatory courses, the relationship between these familiar graduate students and their supervisors is exactly the same.

The relationship between a mentor and a graduate student can be likened to that between a master and an apprentice. One becomes an apprentice for the sake of his own development and is willing to work under the master; the other knows that the apprentice has to rely on himself, so he uses the apprentice as cheap labor to reduce his own workload.

Although Xia Yu had never taken the postgraduate entrance examination, he had seen many postgraduate students complaining online about how irresponsible their supervisors were.

But that was his original world. According to the tone of Sakura's world, those assistants should all help voluntarily, and might even be very happy that their mentor needs them. Fujitaka is not the kind of mentor who exploits his students. He should rely on his personal charm to make his students recognize him.

Fortunately, this is Sakura's world. If it were Conan's world, with the classic trio and the hard work of Fujitaka living in school and working day and night, a murder would have happened long ago.

(End of this chapter)