Interstellar to 80s: A Scientist's Farming Mission

"Hi, I’m An Ning."

A single sentence made the girl stomp her feet in excitement. Her voice was sharp with glee as she said, "I know, I know, I know! You’re An Ning! An Ning! An Ning!"

The three consecutive cries of "An Ning" made the stoic Jiang Xia, who had been walking ahead, turn around. The moment he saw An Ning, he immediately ran over.

"Wait, where’s your wheelchair?"

"What do I need that thing for?"

The question and answer flowed, natural and harmonious.

The eyes of the excited girl with the high ponytail, standing to the side, shone with the fervent light of a gossip fanatic.

Jiang Xia and An Ning?

’Oh my god, they’re such a good match!’

In a flash, the girl’s mind had already scripted several touching romance plots for the two of them.

Unbeknownst to them, their very first shipper had just appeared.

"Be careful."

"Don’t worry, it’s nothing."

An Ning said nonchalantly, then turned to the girl and asked, "Can I see one of your flyers?"

Her question made the girl nod furiously. She handed An Ning a piece of paper and said, "This is the promotional flyer for the New Year’s Gala. I’m from the school’s publicity department. My name is Jin Youyou."

"That’s a nice name."

An Ning’s casual compliment made the girl’s smile stretch from ear to ear.

"Right? Our family name is Jin. My dad said we had to seize the fortune heaven sent us, so he named me Youyou, as in ’to have.’ My younger brother is Jin Shanshan—’shan’ for ’mountain’—and my younger sister is Jin Cancan, for ’sparkling.’ The three of us together mean ’to have a sparkling golden mountain’!"

Holding the flyer, An Ning nodded repeatedly, expressing her high praise for Jin Youyou’s explanation.

"That’s excellent. You’re playing to your strengths. Not only is the meaning great, but it sounds nice too. I bet it really will bring you wealth. Perfect."

"MM-HMM, MM-HMM, MM-HMM."

Jin Youyou nodded over and over. She could feel An Ning’s sincerity; this was the first person who hadn’t laughed at her family’s names.

Usually, when people heard their names, they just thought her family was crazy about money.

The two chatted away, hitting it off, while Jiang Xia stood beside them like he was invisible. At first, he’d been secretly delighted. ’Will An Ning get jealous?’

Now, it seemed more likely that he would be the one getting jealous.

"AHEM—"

Jiang Xia cleared his throat, causing both An Ning and Jin Youyou to turn and look at him.

"If you’re sick, stay away from me. Don’t get me infected."

So blunt. That could only be An Ning.

Although Jin Youyou didn’t say anything, her gaze said a lot. A whole lot.

At that moment, a little person inside Jin Youyou’s heart was waving a flag and cheering: ’So sweet! So sweet! I wish they’d get together on the spot!’

Rebuffed by An Ning, Jiang Xia immediately shook his head.

"No, no, I just choked on my own spit."

Jiang Xia casually plucked a flyer and gave it a serious look.

"I’m going to get lunch first."

Jiang Xia walked off, holding a pink flyer.

An Ning wasn’t in a hurry to leave, though. Since she and Jin Youyou were getting along so well, they went to the cafeteria together.

Jin Youyou was very perceptive and knew just what to say. She bustled about, helping An Ning get her food. After they sat down, An Ning thanked her.

"No need to thank me. You’re my idol."

"Idol?"

"Yeah, it means I really admire you."

An Ning smiled but didn’t say anything, and Jin Youyou just gave a small smile in return.

After they had been eating for a while, Jin Youyou brought up the gala again, asking tentatively, "An Ning, would you want to participate?"

"Me? I don’t have any talents. It’s not like I can perform ’problem-solving’ on stage."

"Why not? If you performed problem-solving, our performance hall would be packed."

"Actually, the main purpose of our gala is to show everyone that our students don’t just excel academically, but are well-rounded in all aspects."

"It’s also a critical time to demonstrate our unity and our ability to work hard to accomplish something together."

Jin Youyou rambled on, saying a lot of high-minded things and painting a grand picture for An Ning.

"So, will you consider participating?"

"I really can’t."

An Ning pointed to her leg, which was in a cast, indicating she was powerless to help.

"Actually, there are a lot of acts that can be performed while sitting down."

An Ning put down her chopsticks and looked at Jin Youyou. "Why are you so insistent on getting me or Jiang Xia to join? I’m sure there are plenty of talented students."

Jin Youyou nodded, leaning in a little closer. "There are a lot of talents, but not many powerful people."

"When I say powerful, I mean someone with a powerful presence. Someone who can command the stage the moment they walk on, without even doing anything."

An Ning also leaned forward a little, asking in confusion, "Why do you need someone who can command the stage?"

"Huh, did I not mention it?"

An Ning shook her head.

Jin Youyou slapped her own forehead, saying with a hint of regret, "Damn it, this memory of mine."

"Let me tell you, it’s because people from a neighboring country are coming. You know, the one..."

Jin Youyou placed a finger under her nose, making a very distinct, comical expression.

And yet, An Ning understood the expression perfectly.

’People from R Country are coming?’

"Jin Youyou, sign me up. As for the act, I’ll tell you later."

"Huh? No problem."

Jin Youyou frantically wrote down An Ning’s name, realizing for the first time just how seriously a top-tier person like her took national rivalries.

Moreover, Jin Youyou had a feeling that as long as An Ning participated, the chances of Jiang Xia participating were almost one hundred percent.

She had over-fulfilled her mission!

After they finished eating, Jin Youyou went to return their trays. An Ning thanked her and said goodbye.

Once Jin Youyou left, An Ning began to rack her brain. ’What exactly am I good at?’

If her leg wasn’t injured, she could go on stage and perform a set of martial arts. That would be absolutely awe-inspiring. It would definitely have the intimidating effect Jin Youyou wanted, and then some.

But now...

"Why aren’t you leaving yet? Didn’t eat enough?"

Jiang Xia popped out from some unknown nook or cranny. An Ning completely ignored his question and asked, "Tell me, what kind of talent do I have?"

"Talent? You’re going to be in the gala?"

"Mhm."

An Ning started walking forward on her crutches, and Jiang Xia kept pace beside her.

"Wait, why are you participating in this?"

"Because... I’m patriotic."

"Huh?"

Jiang Xia was even more confused.

An Ning gave a brief explanation. Jiang Xia had a moment of realization, which was immediately followed by a profound epiphany.

"You didn’t tell me such an important reason! You nearly hindered my passionate, patriotic heart."

An Ning glanced at Jiang Xia, who immediately grinned and asked, "Was that over the top?"

"It was passable. Not too over the top."

The two shared a lighthearted laugh, full of tacit understanding.

On the campus of Beijing University, the two semi-incapacitated, legendary figures began a discussion about talents.

"You’re great at fighting."

"Are you going to be my punching bag? Besides, what about my leg?"

"What about mental math?"

"No way. People would think we were cheating. And besides, that has no intimidating effect."

"You’re pretty good at killing wild boars, too."

"You want to be the wild boar?"

Jiang Xia gave a goofy laugh and quickly sold out his buddy. "I think Da Huang would be a better fit."

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