Chapter 109: This is My God.

Yang Wenhui: "???"

Xu Zhongshan: "???"

Xu Chen: "???"

The three petrified simultaneously.

Is this... an illusion? Auditory hallucination?

Our son (grandson)... is this highly sought after?

And by the national Queen of Pop and a popular little flower?

And each one more genuine and earnest than the last? Each one with more superb acting skills than the last?

Xu Yunzhou felt his temples were no longer just throbbing, but dancing in a club.

He hurriedly coughed, attempting to control the scene:

"Talking about this here... is not appropriate."

Yang Wenhui and the others nodded blankly.

It is indeed not appropriate... but you guys should just stop talking!

If you don't speak, we can still play dumb. Once you say this, how are we supposed to respond?

Lin Ruoxuan, who had been quietly watching from the side, chuckled lightly at this moment:

"Hehe, Mr. Xu's romantic debts... truly are one after another, endless."

In her tone, it was impossible to hear whether she was angry, teasing, or... used to it?

Song Jinxuan, standing beside them, had her mouth twitching, her inner mind crazily spamming:

No, what the hell is going on with this Xu Yunzhou?!

An ordinary programmer, at most a bit handsome, can actually pick up a Queen of Pop, and even make a popular little flower in the entertainment circle fight to be his girlfriend?

And cousin... cousin, how can you be so calm? You're even laughing? You can accept this?

Then I... then that peck I gave him at the club last night, seems like it wasn't particularly excessive?

Xu Yunzhou felt guilty and pretended not to hear.

As expected, all the gifts from destiny have their price tags secretly marked!

Right at this chaotic juncture, a trembling figure slowly walked over.

It was Qin Shuyi.

This Nobel Prize winner with silver-white hair and outstanding temperament currently had red eye rims, her eyes filled with tears.

She stared fixedly at Xu Yunzhou. Her gaze, as if penetrating over fifty years of time, was full of excitement, awe, gratitude, and an indescribable feeling of filial adoration.

Using a trembling voice, she asked gently:

"God... is it you?"

The voice wasn't loud, but in the somewhat bizarrely quiet front hall at this moment, it was as clear as thunder.

Swish—!

Everyone's gaze instantly shifted from the gossip scene of "two women fighting over a husband" to Qin Shuyi and Xu Yunzhou.

Academician Qin?

What did she call Xu Yunzhou... ?

God?

Among the people present, who didn't know Qin Shuyi?

Great Xia's first Nobel Prize winner in Medicine, a top-tier international luminary in biomedicine, a true national-treasure-level scientist!

And now...

This legendary academician actually used such a humble, excited, and even crying tone to address a young man in his twenties as—

God?

Besides Lin Ruoxuan and the few who knew the reason, Xu Zhongshan, Yang Wenhui, Xu Chen, Xu Xinyi, Song Jinxuan, and all the guests in the courtyard with their ears pricked up eavesdropping—

All looked at Xu Yunzhou in shock again.

The emotions in their eyes had already changed from the "envy, jealousy, and hate" and "eating melons and watching a show" just now, into complete, incomprehensible bewilderment and horror as if their worldviews had been shattered.

Who... exactly is he?

The Dragon King God of War returning in a short drama?

A master descending the mountain to play the pig to eat the tiger?

These are fine...

But now even a national-treasure academician respectfully addresses you as "God"?

Are you trying to grasp both cultivation and technology, letting metaphysics and science bloom together?

Xu Yunzhou was completely speechless.

Fuck! Here we go again?

Could this Academician Qin Shuyi... also be a student I "brought out" in the future?

Am I too fucking awesome?

Even a Nobel Prize winner is my "nurturing result"?

Future me, how exactly did you do it?

But on second thought, it seems... not very difficult?

Early literature and papers are all public information found with an online search.

Packaging those epoch-making research directions and experimental ideas and sending them to her in advance—with her talent and perseverance, achieving success seems a matter of course.

But, how should the current me pick up this scene?

On Wu Xiuyun's side, he at least understood some of the plot in Song Jiaru's "instance" and knew how to deal with it.

But this Academician Qin... he has absolutely no impression!

If I had known earlier, I would have watched more of her biographies, documentaries, interviews... Now look, I'm flying blind!

Xu Yunzhou panicked a lot in his heart, but on his face, he had to firmly maintain calmness, even trying hard to stretch out that detached feeling of an "otherworldly expert" or "passerby in the mortal dust."

He took a deep breath, trying his best to make his expression look gentle and polite, yet carrying appropriate respect.

Then, he reached out and, using a standard social elite smile and tone, said:

"Hello, Academician Qin, I've long looked forward to meeting you. I admire you very much and am extremely grateful for your outstanding contributions to the cause of human medicine."

These words were polite, courteous, and couldn't be picked apart for any flaws.

But hearing them in Qin Shuyi's ears made her tears burst the banks instantly.

Because those were the words God once said to her!

She extended both hands and tightly gripped Xu Yunzhou's hand.

Gripping very forcefully, as if using all her strength, and also as if afraid that if she let go, the person before her eyes would disappear.

Her hands were trembling, and her voice was also trembling:

"It's you... it really is you..."

"I knew it... God exists... you wouldn't lie to me..."

She spoke incoherently, tears rolling down, dripping onto their intertwined hands.

Qin Shuyi was an extremely rigorous scientist, believing in empirical evidence and data her whole life, observing the world with a microscope, and verifying hypotheses with experiments.

She had dissected countless cells, analyzed countless gene sequences, and cracked countless codes of life.

But, for her entire life, she couldn't explain that "God" who appeared in the initial, darkest moment of her life.

She even once doubted whether she, like Nash in the movie "A Beautiful Mind," had hallucinated a spiritual pillar out of thin air due to extreme loneliness and pressure.

Whether that figure who taught her in the cold night, guided her direction, and saved her father's life was merely a long and real hallucination of her youth?

For this, she secretly underwent the strictest psychological evaluations and even utilized the most advanced brain scans.

But everything was normal—no schizophrenia, no paranoia, no pathological explanation whatsoever.

That "God" was like a universal bug that couldn't be explained by existing scientific frameworks, deeply branded in her memory, supporting her through the most difficult years, and also troubling her for over half a century.

And now, that warm light and shadow in her memory, that "God" who taught her era-surpassing knowledge with a calm voice in countless cold nights...

Became a young man with flesh and blood, who breathes, and whose palm is warm and real.

This face was exactly the same as in her memory, not even the subtle curve at the corner of his eye changing.

At this time point, he appeared at the Wu family, appeared before Elder Wu passed away—completely matching the "God's" prophecy in her memory.

"God" had told her before that on that day he would "return," but would experience the joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness of the human world, birth, aging, illness, and death in a different form.

The logical chain closed.

The evidence chain was complete.

All the suspicious points, all the self-doubt, vanished into thin air at this moment.

This is her God.

Xu Yunzhou's hand hurt a bit from her grip, and he could only bite the bullet, attempting to pull back a bit of normal social distance:

"Academician Qin, my name is Xu Yunzhou."

Qin Shuyi, however, seemed not to have heard, still immersed in her own emotions.

She let go of one hand, tremblingly taking out a minimalist-designed business card from the handbag she carried with her.

Handing it to Xu Yunzhou with both hands, her posture was as respectful as presenting the most important paper manuscript.

"This... this is my business card. If you are willing... come study with me, I will pass on everything I have learned in my life to you."

All of that... was originally taught to me by you.

I am merely returning the knowledge you bestowed upon me back to you.

Since you chose to be an ordinary person in this life...

Then from now on, let me be the one to protect you.

As soon as these words came out, a wave of suppressed exclamations and sounds of drawing in cold air instantly sounded around them!

Academician Qin wants to personally take a student?

And teach them unreservedly?

This is an opportunity that how many top scholars and genius PhDs dream of but don't even dare to hope for!