[Spacey Little A Meng x Cool Archaeology Professor]
Little A Meng, whose wits come and go, got into university. She digs up other people’s graves with her butt sticking in the air.
“Cool Professor, why are you always grabbing my hand?”
“Because I want to teach you better grave-digging techniques.”
“Fine, I’ll put up with it. But I’m always unlucky, so you should stay away from me.”
“No need to worry. Your professor will help you.”
“Yay! I have another helper!”
“Professor, can you actually do this?”
“Come here. Your professor will hug you, kiss you, and lift you up high. How’s that?”
“Oh! It really works! I’m not an unlucky kid anymore.”
“Professor, why am I fine when you hug me, kiss me, and lift me up high?”
“Because I’m the one destined for you.”
The ancient tomb hides the causes and consequences; a ruined book solves the mystery. A bun is on the way, and bad luck can say goodbye.
Dear readers, the historical details in this book are purely fictional and included only for the sake of the story.
