Zhou Ping had been a bit too rough with Shang Yan a few days ago, and Shang Yan is now completely listless. This time, Zhou Ping has to teach the Nightfall Squad all by himself.
Zhou Ping, carrying a sword case on his back, appeared in front of the warehouse and looked inside.
"This should be it..." he sighed, already wanting to go home as soon as he stepped out the door.
Ever since he learned that Shang Yan wouldn't be staying here for long, Zhou Ping wished he could split every minute in half.
"This is so troublesome... I want to go home..." I really want to be with Shang Yan.
I wonder if Ye Fan can manage to run his and Shang Yan's bookstore well.
Knowing he would soon be facing a group of strangers alone, Zhou Ping stood outside the warehouse door for a long time, carrying his sword case.
A sound came from behind; someone was coming.
After thinking for a long time, Zhou Ping slipped aside and hid himself.
Yes, it's hidden away.
Lin Qiye and his group walked over carrying their suitcases, and fell into deep thought as they looked at the old warehouse in front of them.
Before they could even push open the rusty warehouse door, a cell phone rang from a corner.
"Who goes there?" Lin Qiye and his group immediately became alert.
“…”, Zhou Ping slowly moved out.
He was still holding his phone in his hand. He glanced at it and saw that it was a call from Ye Fan.
Looking somewhat lost at the crowd outside the warehouse, he hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking, "Hello."
"Excuse me, I need to take this call." Zhou Ping took his phone and slipped back into the corner.
Lin Qiye and the others had met Zhou Ping before, during the last training camp in Cangnan.
On the open ground, Baili Tuming, Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Jialan, and An Qingyu stood in a row.
Baili Tuming nudged Lin Qiye's hand. "Qiye, isn't he the person we met at the training camp in Cangnan City last time?"
"Yes, he's Shangyan's boyfriend, and he should be the teacher in charge of our comprehensive education this time," Lin Qiye said with a strange expression.
Strange, why didn't Brother Shangyan come along?
"Looks like his used van didn't break down and he arrived earlier than us," Baili Tuming said, looking at Zhou Ping, who had his back to them and was asking anxiously.
When Galan heard Lin Qiye say "brother" and "boyfriend," she couldn't help but come closer.
She looked at Zhou Ping, who had his back to them, and saw a very obvious bite mark on the back of his neck.
She gently tugged at Lin Qiye's hand, "Qiye, look..."
Lin Qiye followed Galan's gaze and remained silent for a moment after seeing the red mark on Zhou Ping's neck.
Then he said, "There are a lot of mosquitoes at night lately, so Brother Zhou Ping must have been bitten."
Galan: ...
She gestured, her face slightly flushed, "What kind of mosquito could bite like this? Think about it, think about it—"
“You’re right. It’s also possible that the van broke down and was accidentally bumped.” Lin Qiye nodded seriously.
Galan: ...
“It looks really nice, I want one too…” Galan said boldly and directly, almost making it clear.
Lin Qiye's pupils contracted, and he said, "Then I'll go catch mosquitoes tomorrow night."
Galan: ...
She didn't need to say those things.
On the other side, Zhou Ping held his phone anxiously.
"Don't worry, we've found him, and he's having a great time..." came Ye Fan's helpless voice from the other end of the phone.
The next moment, Ye Fan shouted loudly, "Don't pick up trash to eat!"
Zhou Ping:...?
How can he feel at ease knowing that Shang Yan has started picking up trash to eat?
Just as Zhou Ping was about to open the sword box and return to Xijin City, a familiar voice rang out, "Hey, wife, are you there?"
"I'm here," he said, stopping what he was doing.
"I'm working now, so you should work hard too!"
Zhou Ping paused, then asked with concern, "...Um, what kind of job did you find?"
"Living like a savage in a tourist area! Working four hours a day for two hundred yuan a month? I'm not talking to you anymore, honey. I'm a caveman now, and cavemen can't have cell phones!"
"Woohoo-hoo-oo ...
The call was disconnected.
Zhou Ping:......
It seems his worries were a bit unnecessary. Hopefully, Ye Fan can resist running away when he takes Shang Yan with him.
Zhou Ping put his phone back in his pocket with a blank expression, and then greeted Lin Qiye and the others who were standing in a row in front of him.
"...Hello."
Having experienced this scene before, Lin Qiye nodded very familiarly, "Hello, Brother Zhou Ping... Brother Shang Yan found a new job?"
"Hmm." Fortunately, there was someone he knew in the group, and Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief. "He works at the scenic area."
Lin Qiye tentatively asked, "Then, Brother Zhou Ping, are you the teacher in charge of our comprehensive education this time?"
"Yes, that's me," Zhou Ping nodded. "I should have arrived earlier, but something came up and I was delayed."
"The used van they assigned to me was so slow, it broke down after only a short while. I left late and was in a hurry, so I rushed over."
After hearing what he said, Baili Pangpang lowered his head and seemed to be deep in thought.
“My name is Zhou Ping, and I am…” He paused when introducing himself, then suddenly thought of Shang Yan and changed his words, “It is the Ping of peace and safety.”
"Hello, Teacher Zhou!" Baili Tuming greeted first, "You know Qi Ye, right..."
"...Don't call me teacher," Zhou Ping said, pursing his lips somewhat awkwardly.
"If you don't know how to address me, just call me Sword Saint like everyone else."
...
At the warehouse, Zhou Ping looked at the dirty and messy place and quickly rolled up his sleeves, ready to start cleaning.
Lin Qiye and his group certainly couldn't just stand by and watch, so they rolled up their sleeves and prepared to get to work.
A certain scenic area in Xijin City.
Ye Fan stood outside the scenic area, looking at Shang Yan who had been living like a wild man all day, feeling somewhat hopeless.
I originally thought I only needed to look after the bookstore for Zhou Ping and the others, but I didn't expect I would also have to help look after Shang Yan.
He just locked up the bookstore and rushed over to the scenic area.
Shang Yan, who had spent a day as a primitive man, was wearing a skirt woven from leaves and was performing around the campfire with a trident he had brought with him.
"...Let's go home, please go home, okay?" Ye Fan had lost count of how many times she had said this; she was completely numb.
"Whoo-hoo—then come and dance with us, and I'll go back after we're done!" Shang Yan said, holding up his trident and smiling very innocently.
Ye Fan: ...
Ye Fan finally managed to coax Shang Yan home after stiffly circling the campfire three times.
When 019 saw Ye Fan gathered around the campfire, he couldn't help but take out his crystal and make a record.
"Shang Yan, you're abusing a thirty-year-old man..."
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