After Zhuo Lan came out of the shower, he sat in front of the desk to apply his facial mask.
Yang Juan found the screenshot of the pink heart firework that Dead of Night used and sent it to his friend. “Is this enough?”
Red Beans of Southern Land is actually the most frequent firework used for love confession. All of Zhuo Lan’s in-game hubbies have used it.
So he recognized the item at a glance. “Did he confess to you?”
Yang Juan shook his head. “No.”
“I want the chat history evidence as well, preferably with a screenshot of his love confession in text. It will be more credible.” Zhuo Lan was slightly disappointed. “Of course, you can save those screenshots for now.”
He saved the images in his phone as well.
Yang Juan uttered a reply, shifted his attention to his friend’s monitor, and saw that he was not playing his Willow account.
Zhuo Lan noticed Yang Juan’s line of sight and explained, “This is my fourth daughter. I recently took in a young disciple. I have been spending the majority of my time carrying him.”
Yang Juan nodded with understanding and did not ask more questions about Zhuo Lan’s disciple.
The next weekend, an issue came up in Yang Juan’s experiments so he spent his entire weekend working to fix it, without the time to play the game.
Since he had been missing in action in the game, others have been inquiring for him from Willow, to learn that Sheep Curls was busy with classes and could not find time to get on. This also made He Lang get on his friend’s side account less.
During his spare time, he was either preparing the materials needed for the guild war, or sending people to run the Underground River Forest instance dungeon to grind for Waters of Autumn’s full set.
Everyone in the guild knew that Apricot’s side account is a dancer. Thus, everyone was spreading the rumor that the guild leader was grinding the set for Apricot.
Apricot thought so herself as well, and even stopped pestering him to do her dailies with her.
On Sunday afternoon, He Lang and his friends were returning from playing basketball and met Shao Ye at the milk tea shop near the university entrance.
With him was a girl with beautiful facial features, standing in the shop with their milk tea.
He Lang turned to his friends and offered, “Let me treat you all to a milk tea.”
Several youths in their early twenties rushed into the milk tea shop to place their order, causing the two standing in the shop to turn around.
Shao Ye raised his eyebrows at He Lang from afar, who ignored him. He Lang went straight to the belle from the Department of Fine Arts and spoke in a husky voice, “Xiao jiejie is here to buy milk tea?”
The belle was dazed for a second, and once she realized that he was talking to herself, she gave a soft affirmative response.
He Lang smirked. “Let me treat you?”
The belle was embarrassed on the spot from the flirt.
Shao Ye came over cursing, grabbed his friend’s shoulder and pushed him against the wall. “Fuck, can you stop flirting with the person that I am trying to court?”
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Without showing a trace of emotion, He Lang tilted his chin up. “Did I not learn this from you?”
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He Lang sneered, bought a milk tea and paid the bill, then left with his group of friends.
In the evening, he returned to the dormitory, took a shower and logged into the game. He opened his friend list as usual. Glancing through it, he caught a glimpse of Sheep Curls’s lit icon.
He went offline without hesitation, and then logged onto the Night Ferry account.
Yang Juan was prepared to do his dailies when he received a message from He Lang.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Where are you?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Chang’an City post station.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Have you done your dailies?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Not yet.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Wait for me, I will do them with you.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Okay.]
He Lang went to find the other person at the Chang’an City post station, and went together to get missions from the NPC.
Although he already learned the story from Willow, he asked, pretending to know nothing.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: So, why did you get on so late into the weekend?]
Not forgetting his first-year college student persona, Yang Juan made up an impromptu excuse.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I have too much homework.]
He Lang was speechless.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Are you a senior high school student or a college student?]
Not knowing where he slipped, Yang Juan remained firm in his answer.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I am a college student.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Do college students also get a lot of course work?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Yes.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: What is your major?]
Yang Juan hesitated for a moment, and then remembered that most of his graduate classmates were from landscape architecture.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Landscape architecture.]
It was true that the Department of Biological Sciences is at the old campus. He Lang thought for a moment and confirmed that he did not know anyone from that department, so he gave up on the idea of inquiring for information.
When they entered a party, they went to find the NPC and received the mission of finding a lost object.
Estuarine Bandits stole the Night Pearl from the National Protection Temple of Chang’an City. The abbot there posted the mission, hoping that the player could retrieve their precious pearl back.
Following the clues given by the mission, they tracked the bandits all the way along the outskirts of Chang’an City, and finally found their lair in Mount Feixia, triggering an instance for this battle.
Intending to let Yang Juan improve, He Lang took off his purple gear and fought the bandits with his bare hands, having the other person to assist and heal from behind.
In the end, it took quite some time to get rid of the bandits.
The two returned to the city to turn in the mission.
Yang Juan’s weapon durability was almost zero, so He Lang made a stop at the blacksmith shop to repair the item.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: You should replace this crappy umbrella of yours.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: It still works.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: …]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: ?]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Aren’t you my personal healer? This umbrella’s stats are too low, you won’t be able to heal much of my health in the arena.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: You didn’t mention anything about the arena.]
After a moment of silence, He Lang deliberately began to frighten the dancer.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Why do I look for a personal healer if not for the arena? Let me tell you now, I am not keen on carrying a dead weight to the arena. If you cannot do your job and heal me, I will leave you behind and find someone else.]
Yang Juan picked up on what the other was trying to do, but he was not frightened by the statement. On the contrary, he got slightly unhappy.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I never said I wanted to be your personal healer. You made that decision yourself.]
He Lang looked down at his monitor with interest.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: You got angry just from that?]
Only then did Yang Juan notice his sudden change in mood.
He pursed his lips from the oddness, and tried to compose himself.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Not angry.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: Really? Then how about showing me a smile.]
Yang Juan lowered his head, looking for the smiling face in the sea of emoji.
Probably because he was slightly distracted, after a long search, he still could not find the smiling face.
In his process of looking, He Lang sent another message.
[(Friend) Ferry Night: All right, don’t be angry. I take back what I just said, I will not leave you behind, yes?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I am not angry.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: You are still angry? Fine, then I promise that I will not find anyone else but you.]
Yang Juan was not good at dealing with a scene like this, so he could only explain it again and again.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I am really not angry.]
[(Friend) Ferry Night: That did not do it either? How about I put on another firework show for you tomorrow?]
After staring at his monitor in a daze for a while, Yang Juan blinked and suddenly came to his senses.
The other party was like an electronic door that required an input password. It will never open unless the correct password is entered.
Thinking he found a better solution than repeating his answer.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Okay, then I am not angry anymore.]
He Lang, who was still teasing the other skillfully and easily, was suddenly caught off guard.
He could not stop himself from picturing how the others look when saying this in a soft voice. Unknowingly, a smile appeared on his face.
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That lousy keyboard of mine broke again…
Please click to see, super sexy Juan Juan, coaxing a person online
He Lang I think at this point you wouldn’t care if curly /were/ a spy 😂
Thank u for the update!
Yang Juan is a real person with logical kind of intellect
Thank you for your translation 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
Thanks for the update ❤️🤣❤️🐑
About He Lang asking Yang Juan’s major Yang Juan say it’s landscape architecture but He Lang say’s something about Department of Biological Sciences. Just wondering if that’s a mistake or intentional.
lolol I think He Lang totally ignores the many hints which would prove that little sheep is not a spy. Waiting for the big drama at the guild wars once he realizes he was wrong all the time. 😆
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