Chapter 2282: Special Training, The Trouble-Making Big Sister_4

Chapter 2282: Chapter 730: Special Training, The Trouble-Making Big Sister_4

Because her figure was really too full, with her bouncing, her large chest surged like waves, and the soft flesh on her body trembled along with it.

Qian Lele watched in astonishment on the side, unable to help but secretly sigh: No wonder my brother insisted on making Teacher Jiang lose weight, this is indeed a bit over the top.

Thirty minutes later.

The morning exercise finally ended.

Jiang Yourong collapsed on the ground, feeling like she was half dead.

Qian Lele rushed into the kitchen, following the planned schedule to prepare a fat-reducing breakfast.

When Jiang Yourong saw a few boiled broccoli florets, a boiled egg, and half of a lonely corn on the platter, she almost cried on the spot.

Oh my… early in the morning you want me to eat this?

My stomach disagrees!

But under the supervision of Qian Lele, she still ate this “grass” tearfully, feigning indifference.

9 a.m.

After tidying up the kitchen, the teacher and student pair went into the study room.

Jiang Yourong finally transformed back into the intellectual and professional Teacher Jiang, starting to teach Qian Lele cutting-edge knowledge in the AI field.

From “the basic principles of machine learning” to “neural network models in deep learning,” and onto practical “Python coding exercises”…

These are precious content not encountered in the undergraduate stage at Yanshi University.

After teaching the theory, Qian Lele took out her notebook and began attempting to write a simple image recognition program under Teacher Jiang’s instructions.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yourong’s nose couldn’t help but twitch.

A mixture of meaty aroma, noodle scent, and Spicy Strips fragrance was gently drifting from the backpack Lele placed in the corner.

It’s the smell of Roujiamo! She bought Roujiamo in the morning! It looks like she added Weilong?!

Jiang Yourong’s throat couldn’t help but move.

The bit of grass she ate in the morning had long been digested away without a trace.

At this moment, she craved terribly, with her mind filled with the savory, oily taste of Roujiamo.

More than half an hour later.

Professor Jiang coughed lightly amidst her turmoil, feigning calm: “Lele, go and fetch me a cup of water. The cup is on the bedside table in my master bedroom.”

“Oh, oh, will do, Teacher Jiang.” Lele stood up immediately.

When she returned with the water and placed the cup in front of the teacher, she suddenly froze.

A suspiciously small piece of red grease was stained on Jiang Yourong’s mouth corner, and the air was pervaded with an indelible smell of Spicy Strips.

Smart as ice and snow, she instantly understood she had been “lured away”.

She immediately opened her backpack and picked up that Roujiamo.

Indeed, a big bite had been taken.

A piece of the wrapping paper was also bitten off.

“Teacher Jiang!” She held up the evidence, shouting with both anger and helplessness, “Did you just sneak a bite of my Roujiamo?!”

“Well… I…” Jiang Yourong’s eyes twitched, showing a guilty and embarrassed expression.

Qian Lele sighed, took out an A4 paper, and placed it in front of the teacher, speaking sternly:

“Teacher Jiang, you violated the rule. According to the punishment measures on the schedule – the first rule: ‘Anyone who sneaks high-calorie food must stand in the corner for thirty minutes and read the lyrics of “Calories” three times’.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yourong stood immediately, affectionately pulling her beloved student’s arm, beginning to act coquettishly and plead: “Oh Lele, don’t be so serious. Teacher will surely execute this, just… look, today is your first day supervising me, let’s let it go this time, okay?”

She is the university professor and Qian Lele’s mentor; how could she truly be punished by being made to stand in the corner and recite such shameful lyrics?

Does she not care about her face!

However, Qian Lele shook her head even more firmly: “No, Teacher Jiang. I promised my brother, I must strictly execute the plan.”

Seeing that acting coquettishly didn’t work, Jiang Yourong’s expression turned solemn, resorting to procrastinating strategy: “Alright, alright, I know. I’ll head to the bathroom first, you focus on your coding, don’t get delayed.”

After saying that, without waiting for Qian Lele’s response, she quickly walked out of the study.

Watching the teacher’s fleeing back, Qian Lele was somewhat helpless.

It seems the task given by Tang Song is much harder than imagined.

So many years of student-teacher relationship made Teacher Jiang naturally have a kind of overwhelming elder pressure on her; how could she truly listen to her words?

If it were the brother… how would he handle this?

She bit her lip, a cunning gleam flashing in her eyes.

Then, she picked up her phone.

Having described what had happened earlier, she even attached a ‘pleading pitifully’ meme at the end.

After a moment, “buzz buzz buzz—” the phone vibrated.

[Brother: “Lele, are you and Professor Jiang in the teacher’s apartment now?”]

Lele: “No, brother, we’re in Teacher Jiang’s own home.”

[Brother: “Send me the address. I’ll arrange an assistant to help you accomplish the task.”]

Assistant?

Qian Lele was taken aback, though not understanding what he meant, but she obediently shared the location.

[Brother: “North City Garden? OK, wait, someone will reach out to you soon.”]

Qian Lele replied with a [saluting cat] meme and quickly tucked away her phone.

The heart that had been hanging finally settled.

She feared most not completing the task entrusted by Tang Song.

After waiting for more than ten minutes.

Jiang Yourong returned casually from outside, plopping down on a chair to continue instructing Qian Lele on coding.

A good while later.

“Ring ring—” the phone rang suddenly.

It was a local Yan City number and unfamiliar.