Chapter 147 - Old Zhou: I am 182cm Tall And Handsome
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 can’t sleep.”
Deeny put the tray on the tea table and asked meekly, “What’s 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.”
‘He’s hinting to me, isn’t he? Master is hinting at me, isn’t he? He knows it, doesn’t 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. I’ll go fry some for you.”
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. It’s nice meeting you. Rest in peace. And…Old Zhou, your phishing skills are too good to be true! I have a feeling that you aren’t 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. Let’s 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, didn’t you roast Old Zhou for making you copy the lousy notes? Why are you defending him today?]
‘Since when did I roast Old Zhou!? Don’t accuse me, you b*stard!’
Su Yang stiffly turned to Old Zhou and saw the man’s 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. “It’s fine. I understand. When I was a student, I used to give my teacher nicknames too. It’s actually another way to show your love for the teacher or lecturer.”
Su Yang was slightly moved by Old Zhou’s sincere look.
‘He’s 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. So…minus five points for you and the student who replied.”
‘Eh?! What’s with the sudden plot twist?! I’m 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?”
Su Yang nodded. “Yeah, what about her?”
Then, he slapped his forehead again. “Oh right! I’m really forgetful! I forgot to give you Han Yi’s autographed photo, didn’t I?”
Old Zhou shook his head. “That aside, I want you to help my daughter. She’s…been getting a little weird lately. I want to talk to her or join some bonding events with her, but she doesn’t want to be around me. Since you are the president of Han Yi’s 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? I’m 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 don’t 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 smell…Hmm, should I play it differently this time?’