Three days later, when Li Ziqi handed the copy to Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, who was so busy that he was dizzy, finally remembered the matter.
After transferring the remaining payment to Li Ziqi, Zhang Yan took the completed copy of the punishment text and went to Abbess Miejue's office.
I don't want to wait until the next class to hand it in. What if I have to do it ten more times? Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
"Thump."
"Knock." Zhang Yan knocked twice on the office door.
"Come in." After hearing the voice from inside the room, Zhang Yan pushed open the door and went in.
Once inside, besides Abbess Miejue, there were two other teachers in the office.
Zhang Yan then walked to Abbess Miejue's desk and handed her the punishment copy he was holding.
"Teacher, I remembered today that I hadn't handed this in yet, so I brought it with me." Zhang Yan said with an embarrassed look.
There was a hint of shame in her voice.
"Hmm, let me see." Abbess Miejue took the punishment copy Zhang Yan handed over, flipped through it a couple of times, and then put it on the table.
"You copied quite thoroughly. I'll let it go this time, but if you're late again, it'll be doubled," Abbess Miejue said sternly to Zhang Yan.
"Okay, teacher, I'll definitely remember this time and won't be late again next time." Zhang Yan smiled slightly after hearing Abbess Miejue's relenting words.
He then said with a reassuring expression.
"Okay, you can go back now." Abbess Miejue glanced at the time; she had another class to teach and not much time left, so she sent Zhang Yan away.
"Okay, teacher, I'll be going now." Zhang Yan replied quickly after hearing Abbess Miejue's words.
After saying that, he left the office.
Once out of the teacher's sight, his previously somewhat awkward expression suddenly changed, replaced by a carefree look.
At 8 PM,
Zhang Yan arrived at the bar in a good mood, ready to start work.
Not long after they arrived, an older woman who was on Zhang Yan's WeChat account walked in from the door.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yan came over with a smile on his face, a smile he had deliberately worn while practicing in front of the mirror.
"Sister Qin, you're here. I happen to have a booth here, please sit here," Zhang Yan said with a smile to Sister Qin.
After Zhang Yan finished speaking, before Sister Qin could speak, a young boy who looked to be about eighteen years old rushed over from behind. His face was fair and smooth.
"Sister, you're here! I've been waiting for you for ages. Let's go now," the boy said to Sister Qin in a coquettish tone.
"Okay, I just arrived too." Sister Qin said with a smile after seeing the young boy snuggling against her, pinching his cheek.
Then, he turned to Zhang Yan and said.
"Maybe next time, I've already made plans." After saying that, she put her arm around the boy and tried to leave.
The young boy looked at Zhang Yan and then spoke in a manipulative, scheming manner.
"Brother, sister is leaving with me, you won't be angry, will you?"
"Oh dear, I'm so stupid. My brother is so magnanimous, he definitely won't be angry with me." There was a hint of smugness on her face.
"Alright, stop being naughty." Sister Qin, who was standing to the side, looked amused after hearing what the boy said.
However, when she saw Zhang Yan's unpleasant expression, she did not blame the boy, but instead led him past Zhang Yan.
She was still laughing and joking with the boy as she walked.
Zhang Yan, who remained where he was, looked extremely grim as he watched the two figures depart.
Unexpectedly, his beloved older sister, whom he had worked so hard to protect, was stolen away by someone else so quickly.
Zhang Yan was filled with rage, but had nowhere to vent it.
After all, he couldn't control who Sister Qin wanted to take care of.
After standing there for a while, Zhang Yan returned to his sales position.
Because of what happened earlier, Zhang Yan's mood was inevitably affected during the subsequent sales process.
So, not many products were sold in one night, and the income was much worse than before.
The main reason was that those people felt very uncomfortable when they saw Zhang Yan's face, which was forced to maintain a smile.
I came to the bar to have fun, so naturally I didn't want to see a sour face.
Zhang Yan, who was affected by what had happened before, also seemed absent-minded, and would occasionally check on Sister Qin's movements.
Zhang Yan felt indignant when he saw Sister Qin flirting and being ambiguous with that young boy.
They were convinced that the boy had used these deceptive tactics to snatch her away from him.
I was very angry with him.
But there's nothing we can do about it; things like this are quite common in bars.
Today she's your older sister, tomorrow she might be someone else's sweetheart.
Sure enough, when Zhang Yan was paying attention to the situation over there, he saw that after having some fun, Sister Qin put her arm around the waist of the young man and left the bar.
The young boy had a smile on his face, showing no sign of reluctance whatsoever.
Seeing this, Zhang Yan knew he couldn't possibly win the fight.
Compared to boys who can go out with people, he still can't do that.
They could only watch helplessly as a wealthy family slipped away.
Zhang Yan felt very annoyed.
After the two left, Zhang Yan became even more listless.
Even after get off work, he looked listless.
Although he kept comforting himself, he still had other older sisters even without Sister Qin.
However, the thought of someone else snatching away the duck that was already in his mouth made Zhang Yan extremely upset.
However, there was nothing that could be done, so we just pretended that this older sister never existed.
After a night of rest, Zhang Yan's initially bad mood gradually improved.
During the day, I was more patient and tried harder to coax the older women when chatting with them.
Even the time Zhang Yan used to spend playing games was drastically reduced, and he used it to spend with his older sisters.
As a result, thanks to Zhang Yan's efforts, the older women would also ask him to entertain them when they went to the bar.
For a short time, it seemed as if we had returned to the original scene.
Zhang Yan's income has also returned to its original level.
However, as time went on, Zhang Yan found it increasingly difficult to chat with the older women.
Sometimes, it would take him several hours to receive a reply to a message he sent.
The older women became increasingly indifferent when chatting with Zhang Yan, losing their previous enthusiasm.
When going to bars, he gradually started asking other people to accompany him.
As a result, Zhang Yan's income gradually declined day by day.
The former prosperity has vanished, and all its glory has faded.
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