Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After a while, in her cute little apron, Deeny went to the living room with the plate of eggs and milk. She was shocked when she saw Su Yang there. Master, you are early today.

Su Yang nodded. Yeah, I cant sleep.

Deeny put the tray on the tea table and asked meekly, Whats wrong?

Su Yang sighed. I had a dream this morning and my fried eggs flew away.

Flew away? Deeny looked at him with a confused expression.

Yeah. It should be on my plate, ready to be eaten, but it grew a pair of wings and flew away, but before it could fly faraway, it fell on the ground.

Hes hinting to me, isnt he? Master is hinting at me, isnt he? He knows it, doesnt he?!

With that in mind, Deeny showed a flattering smile and picked up the tray of breakfast. Master, I forgot to make sausages for you. Hold on. Ill go fry some for you.

Eggs and sausages are the perfect breakfast duo!

She then quickly ran to the kitchen.

Su Yang looked at her and smiled while shaking his head. This little rascal.

A while later, Deeny appeared before him with a brand new plate of fried eggs. Su Yang accepted it and started eating. He asked, Wherere the sausages?

She looked up at the ceiling. We ran out of sausages.

She was not lying. Su Yang had devoured all the edible food in the refrigerator last night, including the ham and sausages. However, judging from Deenys expression, she did not even check the refrigerator. All she did was fry a new piece of egg.

Su Yang did not expose her either. He ate the eggs, drank the milk, and asked, The app that I gave you last nighthow long do you need to get it done?

Deenys head slightly tilted as she calculated in her head. She said, I think the fastest I can get it done is around two days.

He nodded. Get it done as soon as possible. This new app is unlike the first one which targets a small audience. When this app goes online, it will affect a lot of people and all your second points will depend on it.

Deeny saluted solemnly when she heard about a possible second point. She lifted her chest and said loudly, Yes, Master!

Su Yang watched her tidy up the table and wash the dishes after breakfast. He then cleaned up and headed to class. He was a person who would finish what he started. Since he attended class on the first day of April, he ought to attend class on the last day of April.

As for the rest of AprilAhemWe all knew what happened.

After all, Su Yang skipping class barely affected his results and studies.

The first class of the week was Old Zhous Essentials of Modern Huaxia History. Su Yang slid into his usual last row and sat down.

Right after he sat down, Old Zhou called him down to the podium, Su Yang, a moment please.

Su Yang stared at his lecturer with a confused look. He saw Old Zhou waving at him, so he got up and walked down to the podium.

Are you forgetting something? Old Zhou asked him when he came down.

What? What did I forget?

Su Yang was even more confused. A moment later, he slapped his forehead and said, Oh, right! Right, right! Yes, yes, I almost forgot. Mr. Zhou, you are talking about Han Yis fan club, arent you? Ill add you right away.

Old Zhou cleared his throat and said softly, Shhh! I still have to maintain my image as a lecturer in front of the class.

Su Yang looked at his semi-bald head and thought of the nickname everyone had given him.

Okay, Mr. Zhou, as you wish.

Then, Su Yang asked while he made fun of his lecturer in his mind, But wouldnt others know when I add you to the group?

Old Zhou glanced at him in surprise. Alternative accounts! Its the age of the internet. Who doesnt have an alternative account nowadays? I even have eight QQ accounts!

Mr. Zhou, what are you going to do with that many QQ accounts?

Anyway, Su Yang added Old Zhous alternative WeChat account and invited him into Han Yis fan group.

With the addition of a new member, some of the older members popped up and welcomed Old Zhou.

[Oh! A new member? Please introduce yourself, the others are busy.]

Old Zhou thought for a moment before he typed: [Im happy to be in this big family. Lets get along like a real one.]

Su Yang saw Old Zhous reply. Yeap, the generation gap sure exists. His words are reallyold-school?

The members were not concerned about Old Zhous reply at all. They might only view him as a one-of-a-kind person. After all, all kinds of people in Shanghai were fans of Han Yi. Even the inhuman Li Runze was her fan.

However, Old Zhous every single reply was a mood killer. It was like a passive effect that he could not turn off.

After Old Zhous reply, the newbie welcomer of the group said: [New member, please send the group a red packet, or share your bust/waist/hip measurements. If you dont know your measurements, show us a picture of yourself.]

Sh*t! Is Old Zhou okay with this kind of joke? Hes a man in his 40s after all Su Yang was worried.

However, when he glanced at Old Zhou, he saw the man replying with an excited look.

[182 cm, tall and handsome. Second-year student in Literature. I hope every senior here can take care of me.]

What theWhat did I just see? 182 cm? Tall and handsome?

Su Yang sized Old Zhou beside him up and then stared at his semi-bald hairstyle. His views on life perspective started to crumble and collapse.

Will I get into danger because I know too much? Will he kill me?

Su Yang looked at Old Zhou again and saw his lecturer looking at him.

Chills ran down Su Yangs spine as Old Zhou grinned at him before he continued sending messages in the group.

Su Yang checked the chat group and saw Old Zhous question. [Is there anyone from Literature or Information? What do you think of Mr. Zhou of Essentials of Modern History?]

One student from the Faculty of Literature replied: [Old Zhou? That baldy?]

Su Yang looked at Old Zhou and noticed the man writing something in his notebook.

Okay, mate. Its nice meeting you. Rest in peace. AndOld Zhou, your phishing skills are too good to be true! I have a feeling that you arent doing this for the first time.

However, Su Yang was the president of the fan group, after all, so he had to step in and stop his members from further destroying themselves. He typed: [Mr. Zhou is a good lecturer. Lets not talk about him. This group is about Han Yi.]

To his surprise, the student who replied sent a confused Nick Young meme sticker together with his message: [Su Yang, didnt you roast Old Zhou for making you copy the lousy notes? Why are you defending him today?]

Since when did I roast Old Zhou!? Dont accuse me, you b*stard!

Su Yang stiffly turned to Old Zhou and saw the mans sinister grin.

Great. I got myself killed before saving the others

Su Yang cleared his throat. He wanted to explain to Old Zhou, but the man patted his shoulder. Its fine. I understand. When I was a student, I used to give my teacher nicknames too. Its actually another way to show your love for the teacher or lecturer.

Su Yang was slightly moved by Old Zhous sincere look.

Hes really a big-hearted lecturer.

A moment later, Old Zhou sighed and said, Of course, when I became a lecturer and heard the nicknames from my students, my feelings still got hurt. Sominus five points for you and the student who replied.

Eh?! Whats with the sudden plot twist?! Im bleeding inside already!!

After the little joke, Old Zhou kept his grin away and said, Oh. One more thing, Su Yang, do you remember what I told you about my daughter?

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Su Yang nodded. Yeah, what about her?

Then, he slapped his forehead again. Oh right! Im really forgetful! I forgot to give you Han Yis autographed photo, didnt I?

Old Zhou shook his head. That aside, I want you to help my daughter. Shesbeen getting a little weird lately. I want to talk to her or join some bonding events with her, but she doesnt want to be around me. Since you are the president of Han Yis fan club and around her age, I think you will be able to find a common language with her.

A 15- to16-year-old girl? Im 19 years old and people say a generation gap happens every three years. We both might be in our teens, but the generation gap is real. I dont think I can communicate with your daughter, Old Zhou

Just when the thought popped in his mind, a familiar beep sounded in his mind.

[Beep. New Bronze Mission.]

Great. A familiar pattern, a familiar smellHmm, should I play it differently this time?