Chapter 1111 - Bai Fu

Translator: Lordbluefire

Sun Mo walked another round and didn’t see Bai Fu. Hence, he headed to the library.

“Teacher, Bai Fu is on the roof!”

Lu Zhiruo, who was responsible for monitoring this place, was currently sitting on a flight of steps. She immediately rose when she saw Sun Mo.

“Mn!”

Sun Mo walked to the front of the iron gate and stared at the roof outside through the open window.

He didn’t see anyone.

Sun Mo didn’t mind and directly pushed the door open.

Although his movements were light, the creaking sound still sounded somewhat ear-piercing in this quiet night.

The lucky mascot lifted her foot and was preparing to follow him, but she was stopped by Li Ziqi.

“What are you doing?”

Li Ziqi didn’t understand.

“Helping? What if our teacher suffers a disadvantage?”

Lu Zhiruo spoke righteously, “I heard that Bai Fu’s mind isn’t normal. What if she beats up our teacher? Our teacher would surely not retaliate. At that time, it would be our turn to appear.”

Pak!

Li Ziqi rapped Lu Zhiruo’s forehead.

“Don’t make trouble!”

The little sunny egg felt helpless. “Retract your nonsensical thoughts. Even if Bai Fu is tough to handle, it is our teacher’s battlefield!”

Sun Mo continued walking and after two steps, a voice that was filled with an aura of wanting to reject others drifted into his ears.

“Please leave!”

It was cold like ten-thousand-year-old ice, capable of causing frostbite to people.

“Close friend in a distant land, far-flung realms as next door, close in spirit although far away!”

Sun Mo’s lips twitched. “We are both people under the moonlight, so why do you want me to leave? Don’t you feel that by being so unyielding, even the moonlight would lose its warmth?”

Given Sun Mo’s hearing, he naturally could hear that the sound of breathing from the east side had vanished.

Evidently, the other party had held her breath.

“As expected, she’s into arts and culture. In that case, she should be seriously pondering over the two poetic verses I just said, right?”

Sun Mo silently pondered.

“The moon is cold, being a symbol of loneliness. Only by being alone would one be able to experience its charm. When there are too many people, why don’t they simply visit a roadside stall and order food and drinks instead?”

Bai Fu countered.

Sun Mo wanted to say ‘Sure, I wouldn’t mind drinking together with you.’ Sadly, Bai Fu clearly didn’t have such an intention.

“As the saying goes, the order of arrival is important. If you wish to admire the moon from here, please come earlier next time.”

After a slight pause, Bai Fu continued, “But this time around, since you have said two poetic verses, I will give up my right to this place if you can finish the poem.”

“These two verses by Teacher have deep concepts!”

Lu Zhiruo felt extremely impressed.

“Shh!”

The little sunny egg indicated for the papaya girl not to talk so much.

“This poem contains much sorrow, so I don’t wish to continue reciting it!”

Sun Mo rejected and he took a few more steps forward. After that, he saw the person sitting at the edge of the roof.

She didn’t wear the Black-White Academy’s chess-style teacher robes but a long white dress instead. The gentle breeze was like a mischievous kid, causing the bottom of her dress to flutter upward, occasionally revealing a pair of snow-white ankles.

(This woman didn’t wear socks?)

Sun Mo was now convinced.

This was the Nine Provinces, a place similar to ancient China. The womenfolks would smile without revealing their teeth, being very proper. Let alone revealing ankles, if someone saw your embroidered shoes under your long skirt, they might even say that you were a promiscuous woman that ignored the marriage code.

“Rude. What are you looking at?”

Bai Fu berated.

Honestly speaking, Sun Mo had never been scolded by a woman like this, so he felt a little awkward and wanted to leave. But after he thought of Bai Fu’s fame, he decided to stay and try his best to headhunt her.

It was impossible to make excuses, hence, he could only tell a story.

Sun Mo weaved a poem about Luo Shen[1], but after speaking halfway, he stopped.

Bai Fu no longer scolded him. She waited for some moments, but after discovering that Sun Mo didn’t say anything, she hurriedly urged. “And?”

“There’s no more!” Sun Mo chortled.

“You…” Bai Fu stood up.

Finally, Sun Mo saw her face, but he felt somewhat disappointed.

If he had to give her points, he would at most give 7 out of 10.

Actually, her appearance was good enough to cause many men to simp on her. But before Sun Mo, it was insufficient.

Bai Fu couldn’t be compared to the good-looking and intelligent An Xinhui, the tranquil and elegant Mei Ziyu, or the exotic Murong Mingyue.

In fact, she couldn’t even be compared to Gu Xiuxun who had a boyish personality. As for comparing her with Jin Mujie? Jin Mujie didn’t even need to show her face; her figure alone could insta-kill Bai Fu.

(Wait a minute, why am I disappointed? I’m here to headhunt teachers and not for a blind date.)

Sun Mo swiftly adjusted his mentality.

Bai Fu no longer spoke and headed to the iron gate. She clearly wanted to leave.

“My literary talent isn’t that good, and I only memorized a few impractical poems. However, you seem very impressive. Why don’t you recite a few poems to allow me to broaden my horizons?”

Sun Mo tried striking up a conversation with her.

“...”

Li Ziqi covered her eyes. She couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

(With your lousy conversational skills, if it wasn’t for your face being too handsome, you definitely wouldn’t be eligible to eat soft rice[2].)

“What motive do you have?”

Bai Fu counter-asked.

“We met each other by chance while admiring the moon. This proves that we are people of the same path. Can we chat a little?”

Sun Mo felt a headache.

“Do you think I’m a fool?”

Bai Fu’s lips curled slightly in mocking ridicule.

“Alright then. My name is Sun Mo and I’m from the Central Province Academy. I wish to invite you to be a teacher in our school.”

Sun Mo couldn’t be bothered to act anymore.

“You are Sun Mo?”

Bai Fu was astonished.

Although she was someone devoted to the arts and culture and wouldn’t usually bother with other news, Sun Mo’s fame was truly too great. This was especially so after he had helped Zhang Chun to ascend to become a secondary saint. This news had spread throughout Liaojing.

“I’m him!”

Sun Mo clasped his fists.

“Do you know my identity then?”

Bai Fu didn’t wait for Sun Mo to reply and immediately reported her origins. “I’m the granddaughter of the previous headmaster. Do you feel that I will leave with you?”

The Black-White Academy was different from the Central Province Academy that was solely controlled by the An Clan. The Black-White Academy had a total of seven clans in power, and the Bai Clan was merely one of them.

The most important thing was that the Bai Clan’s population was low, and Bai Fu was the only successor. Hence, she had the authority to speak for the Black-White Academy in some matters.

“How do you know you cannot if you don’t give it a try?”

Sun Mo shrugged. “Also, I don’t like a life where I have to follow rules inflexibly. I want to pursue freedom and dreams. This is my way of life.”

“You mean being a gigolo?”

Bai Fu’s voice was calm. But the more it was so, the more mocking it sounded.

“I don’t like this fellow!”

Lu Zhiruo pursed her little lips.

“Leading the Central Province Academy into the ranks of the Nine Greats and allowing it to stand at the peak once more. That’s my dream!”

Sun Mo’s tone was sincere.

“You are a vulgar person, and your dream is lowly and vulgar as well!”

Bai Fu didn’t want to listen. She was deeply afraid that these terms would pollute her ears.

“Are you not vulgar? What are you pursuing then?”

Sun Mo wanted to curse out. “Don’t tell me you want to tour the Nine Provinces and visit all the beautiful sceneries in the world?”

Sun Mo mentally mused that if she had a mobile phone, she probably would post 10 photos per day on her social media.

“To view all humans in the world, to see through all emotions. From my point of view, saints are merely a pile of bones, while emotions are the only everlasting thing!”

Bai Fu smiled. “I’m afraid you probably don’t understand when I say all these to you? After all, to you genius great teachers, becoming saints is your ultimate goal!”

(Indeed, she’s a lunatic!)

Sun Mo started to hesitate. Should he recruit her or not?

What if she nurtured a bunch of students with personalities like her after he brought her back?

[1] http://www.chinaknowledge.de/History/Myth/personsluoshen.html

[2] Eating soft rice is a way of saying that a Chinese man is living off women.