Chapter 587: 399._2
"What should we do, let’s go say hello."
Li Suying laughed as she walked over to Professor Luo Xiang.
"Professor Luo, you’re here early!"
"Professor Li! You’re too kind. I wouldn’t have come to this conference if it wasn’t for your paper!"
Professor Luo Xiang’s eyes twinkled, his enthusiasm apparent.
"Just happened that a law exam institution knew I was coming here for a meeting, so they asked me to do some training. I came over early because of that."
"Oh my, Professor Luo, you’re too gracious. Look, all my students are here for you, they all admire you so much."
Saying this, Li Suying called over Guan Yongyi, Liu Yingying, and others.
"Come, come, greet Professor Luo."
"Professor Luo, I absolutely love your criminal law course, I’ve liked and tipped every video..."
Liu Yingying led the way, full of lively flattery.
Lu Jincheng stood among the crowd with heavy luggage, feeling lonely.
Liu Yingying: "Professor Luo, can I add you on WeChat?"
Luo Xiang: "No problem, here, let me pull up the QR code."
After adding him, the senior nudged Guan Yongyi with her elbow, winking.
"Professor Luo, right here! My junior here is quite shy, but she really likes you too."
...
Afterwards, Li Suying led everyone to find the conference team to book hotel rooms.
On the way to finding their rooms, Liu Yingying was still endlessly swooning.
"Oh my gosh, Professor Luo is so gentle, he’s just too good! How can he be this good?"
Gong Guanyu surprisingly chimed in: "Yes, although he’s not young, he’s got such charm!"
Lu Jincheng remained silent all the way, helplessness and confusion in his eyes.
A short-haired girl saw him carrying things, silent amidst the crowd, and softly asked.
"What’s up? Jealous?"
Her question filled the man with bewilderment, thinking what’s there to be jealous about over adding an elderly man on WeChat.
He wanted to say it’s not that serious, but suddenly felt it better to play along.
"Yeah, it’s practically killing me with jealousy."
Guan Yongyi pursed her lips, smiling:"I didn’t intend to add Professor Luo on WeChat."
"I’m not hoping he’d introduce me to a graduation job after all."
Eventually, Li Suying assigned a special room to Guan Yongyi.
A suite that could be used as an office for meetings, sharing, storing items, preparing, and such.
She herself and Liu Yingying stayed on the fourth floor, conveniently next door.
The rest of the rooms were scattered across different floors, seemingly pre-arranged by the conference team.
The male students were forced to go with the flow, Lu Jincheng and Gong Guanyu shared a room on the eighth floor.
Next came the task assignments, various preparations.
Aside from the last day’s on-site check-in to distribute items, Lu Jincheng was only assigned to listen at breakout sessions, without any chance to take the stage.
Some students might care a lot, but Mr. Lu really didn’t mind.
He knew it was merely incidental, the paper was just a means to make Guan Yongyi happy.
Professor Li emphasized its significance again, after all, publishing in a top journal truly was a big deal in academia.
The students naturally prepared seriously, Liu Yingying also set aside her infatuated demeanor, while Gong Guanyu practiced distributing materials in his room, amusing Lu Jincheng, thinking he’s another honest kind.
As for Guan Guan, she could handle large public events like Yang Qianhua’s concert.
Always confident and assured, no worries needed.
On the night they checked in, Lu Jincheng wanted to find Guan Yongyi, but had no chance.
Instead, Gong Guanyu alternated between inviting him for a midnight snack and suggesting a stroll.
He later went down to borrow a charger from reception, and heard another elevator as he returned upstairs, with Professor Luo stepping out.
What a coincidence, he was staying on the eighth floor too.
However, Lu Jincheng was in a room deep down the corridor, while Professor Luo stayed near the elevator.
Accompanying him were two women.
Mr. Lu paused at the corridor corner, noticing all three entering the room together, understandingly realized.
The two women looked no longer students, yet probably around their twenties, perhaps also attending the conference.
It wasn’t that Mr. Lu was thinking strangely, finding fault everywhere.
Maybe a trio sharing a room truly was about discussing academic issues, advancing humanity.
But, really?
Why bring fan girls to the room, when there’s such a big world, with the hotel having a lobby, restaurant, cafes, fast food places? Why meet in a room, especially at midnight?
He promptly vented to Guan Yongyi, shocked by Professor Luo’s other side.
...
In the lobby of the conference hotel at night.
Lu Jincheng, being in charge of logistics, sought out hotel staff bright and early, ensuring all was spot-on: "You guarantee the PPT won’t be copied, right?"
"Rest assured, our hotel is professional when it comes to conferences."
The hotel staff assured.
"We know many professors have confidential materials, and the conference team briefed us in advance. Absolute security, only I can access the workstation, outsiders can’t enter the control room. After the meeting, everything will be uniformly deleted."
"No issues."
The staff member vouched confidently.
Selected top journal papers often come with confidentiality requirements, plus many professors don’t want their PPTs used by others.
The hotel was well aware of these concerns.
The main venue was even more professional, equipped with an independent control room for operating sound, lighting, large screens, etc.
And so, things proceeded step by step.
Guests entered, guests seated,
Without further talk, sporadic glances avoided by You Yun. On the second night of the conference, everyone borrowed the main venue for a rehearsal, the dedicated staff remained overtime to assist, playing audio-visuals, controlling lights. The main control room was truly off-limits to outsiders. You Yun and classmates repeatedly thanked him, duly appreciative, while he merely smiled it off. The rehearsal satisfied Teacher Zhuang, and You Yun felt everything would go smoothly, yet the issue indeed came ~ nonetheless.
On the third afternoon, on the main venue stage, five minutes into You Yun’s introduction, "78% of respondents...indicated..." she couldn’t go on. Because she distinctly remembered the number was supposed to be 57%, and 78 didn’t match front or subsequent data, possibly earlier slides also mismatched. She had no idea why nor the bandwidth to ponder it, with the pressing issue being how to continue the report, awkwardly stuck on stage, mind blank, eyes seeking Teacher Zhuang.
Others obviously sensed something was amiss, Teacher Zhuang urgently restrained the panicked Liu Yu: "Do you have a USB drive, quickly make a new copy."
"Alright, alright." Liu Yu quickly got out a laptop, took a USB from Lin Shanshan, and copied the PPT onto it. Luckily it hadn’t been shut down, saving boot time, heading straight to the control room behind the main venue. This was already the conference’s last day, practically all remaining delegates returned to this venue, firstly because it was a key report, secondly for the following closing ceremony here. Hence every seat was fixated upon the stage, where You Yun stood awkwardly.
Men and women crazily caressed, kissed, sheets tangled beyond recognition, moans spread amid the scent-laden sweat-filled air. You Yun held Hats’ head, letting him suck on her nipple, Hats moved aside the floral bush, slowly inserting a finger into mysteries. Intended oral play with You Yun, but foreplay was so abundant it caused a flood, so switched to fingers, one became two, stirring amidst You Yun’s moans, in and out. Changing pace, altering method, when not too intense, You Yun whispered "like" by Hats’ ear, Hats smiled, pressing thumb on abdomen skin, middle and index fingers swapped for ring and middle, shaking vigorously once more. "Ah~~~ah~~~" You Yun succumbed to stimulation, collapsing onto his shoulder.
Seeing timing was ripe, Hats donned a glove, You Yun evaded his gaze, counted as agreeing. Hats held her waist, keeping a face-to-face straddled posture of a woman riding atop his legs, letting her sit in. Two friction rubs, You Yun softly said: "Haven’t in so long, I’ll handle it myself." Grabbed Hats’ member, tentatively tried, simply by this act, was enough to enthrall. Despite below being sufficiently lubricated, the motion was very cautious, a little at a time, taking ten seconds to swallow the glans, paused momentarily, before resuming the engulfment. Hats’ size accommodated, else wouldn’t draw such distinction.
If the womb was the endpoint, then right as closing in on destiny’s home base, abruptly the door rang loudly, You Yun instinctively sprang up, their union declared ceased. From gradual wrapping delight to immense void, Hats too sensed life’s highs and lows, it was truly vexing.