Sure enough, not long after Su Yang sat down, Xiao Di came to the living room humming a song and wearing a small apron.

Seeing Su Yang, she was a little surprised, "Master? Did you wake up so early today?"

Su Yang nodded, "Yes. I can't sleep."

Xiaodi put the dinner plate on the coffee table and asked cutely, "Why?"

Su Yang sighed, "I had a dream this morning, dreaming about my breakfast: the omelette flew away."

Xiaodi raised his head and looked at Su Yang curiously, "Flying away?"

Su Yang, "Yes, it was on the plate obediently, but suddenly, it grew two wings, and then it flew, flew, flew, and fell to the ground with a 'pop' sound."

Xiao Di:

Is this a hint? Is this the master hinting at me?

Thinking of this, Xiao Di smiled and picked up the fried eggs, "Master, I remembered that I seemed to have forgotten to add intestines to you. Please wait a moment and I will add intestines to you."

“Omelette with sausage, the more you eat it, the better it tastes!”

After saying that, she quickly disappeared.

Su Yang looked at her back, shook his head and smiled: What a damn child.

After a while, Xiao Di came in front of Su Yang with a brand new omelette. Su Yang took it, lowered his head to eat, and asked, "Where are the intestines?"

Xiao Di looked up at the sky, "Our intestines are gone."

This is not a lie. Su Yang did sweep up all the food last night, including ham sausages. But looking at Xiaodi's expression, it was obvious that he didn't even look at it, and just fried an egg again.

Su Yang didn't expose it. He finished eating the eggs, took a sip of milk, then put down the bottle and asked Xiaodi, "By the way, how many days will it take you to finish that app?"

Xiao Di tilted his head and calculated it, then said, "Master, if we hurry up, it will take about two days."

Su Yang nodded, "Then try to do it as soon as possible. This app is not as niche as the first one. Once it goes online, it will probably affect many people. By then, all your second chances to add points will be on it.

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As soon as he heard that he could add points twice, Xiao Di immediately raised his hands in a high salute and puffed up his chest, "As you command! Master!"

After eating, Su Yang watched Xiao Di clear away the dishes, then washed himself before going to school.

He always has a beginning and an end. He goes to school on the first day of April and will definitely go to school on the last day of April. As for the cough in the middle, he understands it all. After all, Su Yang didn't delay his studies.

When he came to school, the first class today was Lao Zhou's "Outline of Modern and Modern Chinese History". Su Yang followed his past habit and sat in the last row.

As a result, as soon as he sat down, Lao Zhou waved to him on the podium, "Su Yang, come here."

Su Yang raised his head in confusion and saw Lao Zhou waving again. He quickly stood up and came to the podium.

When he arrived at the podium, Lao Zhou asked, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

What did you promise? Su Yang was confused for a moment, then slapped his forehead, "Yes, yes! Look at my memory, Teacher Zhou, you are talking about the fan meeting. I will make arrangements for you right now."

Lao Zhou coughed, then lowered his voice and said, "Keep your voice down. I still have to maintain the image of a teacher in front of the students."

Su Yang looked at his Mediterranean hairstyle and remembered the nickname everyone gave him privately. Teacher Enzhou, just be happy.

While complaining, Su Yang asked, "But will it be exposed if you join the group?"

Lao Zhou glanced at him in surprise, "A trumpet account! In this Internet era, whoever comes out to hang out doesn't have a trumpet account. I have eight QQ accounts!"

Teacher Zhou, why are you using so many accounts?

Then, Su Yang added Lao Zhou's WeChat account and dragged him into Han Yi's fan group.

Seeing the new group members, the old members of Han Yi's fan group were a little confused and said, "Hey? There's another new member? Welcome yourself. Everyone is busy."

Lao Zhou:

He replied, "I am very happy to join this big family and hope that we can all become a family in the future."

After Su Yang read it, he felt that there was indeed a generation gap. It really sounded like a generation.

Not many members of the group paid much attention to it. I guess he felt that Lao Zhou was a bit more independent. After all, Han Yi had fans in Shanghai. Even Li Runze was a fan of Han Yi.

Every time he speaks, he can create a cold crowd effect, as if he has a halo of his own.

After Lao Zhou finished speaking, the receptionist for the newcomers in the fan group spoke, [The newcomers should give out red envelopes, or report their measurements. If not, just take a selfie.]

Su Yang thought to himself that it was bad, Lao Zhou couldn't accept this standard, right? After all, he was already in his forties.

As a result, he raised his head and looked at Lao Zhou, who replied excitedly, [Height 18cm, tall and handsome, he is a sophomore in the School of Liberal Arts. I hope all seniors and sisters can give me some advice. 】

Su Yang:

What did he see? He was 1.82 meters tall? He was tall and handsome. Su Yang looked at Lao Zhou who had just reached his shoulders, and his Mediterranean hairstyle, and felt that his outlook was shattered.

By the way, I wouldn’t know too much and would be killed and silenced, right?

With this thought in mind, Su Yang raised his head and saw Lao Zhou looking at him.

Su Yang felt chills stand on end.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhou smiled at Su Yang, then lowered his head and sent another WeChat message.

Su Yang hurriedly looked at the group, where Lao Zhou asked, [Are there any students from the School of Liberal Arts or the School of Information? What do you think of Teacher Zhou who teaches "Outline of Modern History"?]

At this time, a student from the School of Liberal Arts replied, "Old Zhou, is that the Mediterranean?"

Su Yang looked up at Lao Zhou. Lao Zhou was holding a pen and paper, silently memorizing something.

Okay, classmate, you’re done.

And Lao Zhou, you are too skilled in fishing law enforcement, right? Why does it feel like it’s not just once or twice?

But this is his own group after all, and Su Yang still has to think about the group members. He quickly said in the group, "Teacher Zhou is such a good teacher. Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's talk about Han Yi."

As a result, the student sent a black question mark emoji, [Su Yang, didn’t you complain about Lao Zhou a while ago for asking you to write notes? Why did you change your gender today? 】

Su Yang:

When did you complain about Lao Zhou? Don't be so mean!

Su Yang raised his head and looked at Lao Zhou, who was smiling at him.

Okay, I didn't save anyone, and I got myself involved.

Su Yang coughed and wanted to explain, but unexpectedly Lao Zhou patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay. I understand. When we were in school, we would also give our teachers nicknames or nicknames. To put it bluntly,

It’s a kind of liking for the teacher.”

Su Yang was a little touched when he saw that Lao Zhou's expression didn't look fake. Lao Zhou was really an open-minded teacher.

As a result, Lao Zhou sighed and said, "But when I become a teacher, I will still be unhappy when I hear students giving me nicknames. So you two will lose 5 points from your usual grades."

Pfft, what a twist!

Su Yang felt like he was going to be injured internally!

After joking, Lao Zhou put away his smile and said to Su Yang, "By the way, Su Yang, do you remember what I told you about my daughter?"

Su Yang nodded, "I know. What's wrong?"

Speaking of this, Su Yang patted his forehead again, "Look at my brain, did I forget to sign and take a photo for you?"

Lao Zhou shook his head, "It's not about autographs and photos. It's just that I want you to help my daughter. She seems to be getting weirder and weirder recently. I want to chat with her or participate in some parent-child activities, but she is unwilling.

You are the president of Han Yi's fan club, and you are similar in age to her, so I was thinking that maybe you and her could have something in common."

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old

Su Yang thought for a while, he was nineteen years old, and there was a generation gap of three years. There was a generation gap between the two of them, so they probably wouldn't be able to communicate, right?

Just when Su Yang was thinking this, a system prompt sounded in his mind: Wow, new bronze mission.

Well, familiar recipe, familiar taste

But do you want to play a different trick?
Chapter completed!