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Zhou Zeng didn't dare to move for a moment. In his extreme fear, he even heard the sound of his teeth chattering, which was deafening.

Don't see me! Don't see me! Don't see me!

Zhou Zeng kept praying in his heart, but unfortunately, the visitor kept walking, and looking at the direction, he was walking towards him.

Zhou Zeng: "..."

Zhou Zeng didn't know where he got the strength from. Regardless of his sore and numb legs, he ran directly behind the bushes. As a result, he overestimated himself and tripped over a stone that was not looking at the ground under his feet. He fell to the ground and said "Bang" "A loud noise.

Zhou Zeng almost cried because of his stupidity.

He Ziyun walked over: "..."

He looked at Zhou Zeng who was lying on the ground without words, "Classmate, are you okay?"

Zhou Zeng's ears twitched, and he felt that the voice was a bit familiar.

He turned around with difficulty and faced He Ziyun behind him who looked like he was trying to come over but couldn't. When he saw the other person's face clearly, Zhou Zeng's eyes lit up: "Liang, Teacher Liang!"

He Ziyun also recognized the other person as the novice anchor in the principal's office who had a similar task to him.

Although he didn't like the alpha, He Ziyun still smiled for the task: "It's me, is your foot injured?"

Zhou Zeng quickly shook his head, got up from the ground, wiped the ashes on his face, and said with a silly smile: "No, no, my legs are numb and I accidentally fell."

Then he limped to He Ziyun's side, "Teacher Liang, where are you going now?"

He Ziyun looked at him strangely and pointed to the two-story house by the artificial lake: "Go back to the piano room, don't you know where I live?"

Zhou Zeng's face turned pale. He had indeed seen the small two-story house, but the surrounding area was deserted and the house was still very old. It looked like a haunted house. Who dared to get close to it?

Thinking about this week, I scratched my head and said, "Well, I, I just entered school and I don't know this yet."

Just when Zhou Zeng was racking his brains to think of what to say, He Ziyun looked him up and down and showed a knowing smile: "You are new here, no wonder I didn't see you in training this afternoon."

As he spoke, He Ziyun reached out to him, his eyes showing worry: "Your foot seems to be injured. Go to the teacher to apply some medicine."

The warm yellow light of the street lamp reflected on He Ziyun's face, and the lights flickered among the shadows of the trees. The young man smiled particularly gently, and his light-colored eyes were full of Zhou Zeng's figure.

Zhou Zeng stared at the other person in a daze, thinking that the other person was really good-looking. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but quickly pulled it back when he almost touched the other person's hand.

Zhou Zeng retracted his hand with a guilty conscience and patted himself several times, but did not wipe the dust off his palms, so he was too embarrassed to hold the young man's hand.

He Ziyun hoped that the other party would not touch him. If it were not for the purpose of stabilizing the character of "Liang An", He Ziyun would not want to touch any alpha at all.

Zhou Zeng's move saved trouble and made He Ziyun's impression of him a little better.

He Ziyun retracted his hand as if nothing was wrong and walked in front to lead the way, "Let's go, it's not far."

Zhou Zeng nodded slowly and followed the young man. He was tall and could see the top of the young man's soft black hair. From this angle, the young man looked a little thin, but more gentle.

Zhou Zeng inevitably blushed.

Mad, why is a copy NPC so good-looking? He was a little embarrassed.

It would be great if he was the omega in the main city...

Before the idea in alpha's mind was formed, the young man in front of him led him to the two-story house next to the artificial lake, took out the key and opened the door.

Zhou Zeng followed him through the door and subconsciously looked around.

The house is not new, but the advantage is that the owner is clean. The paintbrushes and some calligraphy and paintings are hung neatly. The old tables and chairs are placed together, and it looks very nice.

Little did he know that the person he thought was "Teacher Liang" himself was also observing the room.

He Ziyun smiled and looked at the house, which was almost the same as in reality. He turned and walked towards the place where the water was put. He poured a glass of water and placed it next to Zhou Zeng.

"Drink some water first, I'll go upstairs to find some potion."

Before Zhou Zeng could refuse, He Ziyun had already dragged his somewhat inconvenient legs towards the second floor.

Zhou Zeng had no choice but to sit on the chair, sipping the water in the water glass and carefully looking around.

"Liang An" gave him a good feeling, which made Zhou Zeng relax a lot, at least he wouldn't be as panicked as he was at the beginning.

Unlike Zhou Zeng who was slowly relaxing downstairs, He Ziyun, who had already walked up to the second floor, was not in a good condition.

He Ziyun walked to the bed and sat down. His ankle, which was extremely red and swollen, was severely sprained. It didn't look like an ordinary sprain at all. He even suspected that the plot had adjusted the difficulty of the wound without authorization.

The stinging feeling became more and more intense, which is why He Ziyun could bear it. The road felt like walking on flat ground, but in fact, every step was walking on the tip of a knife.

Just like before.

He Ziyun was stunned for a moment, his expression gradually changed to extreme indifference and then quickly adjusted. He reached out and opened the cabinet, and as expected, he saw a drawer full of medicine.

He first slowly applied some ointment to his ankle, then took the ointment and walked to the window, looking at the two paths leading to the dormitory building and the teaching building not far away.

It's now around 8:30 pm.

In other words, Zhou Zeng will come to "Liang An" in an hour at most.

No need to say much about the plot that follows and He Ziyun can guess it.

……

"It promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis."

He Ziyun slowly handed the ointment and gauze to Zhou Zeng, a little embarrassed: "Teacher's foot was accidentally sprained today. Can you take care of it yourself?"

Zhou Zeng's cheeks felt hot as he stared at him, so he quickly took it and thanked him hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay! I can do it myself, I can do it myself!"

As he spoke, he didn't dare to look at He Ziyun opposite him, lowered his head and applied it all over his exposed and bruised skin.

He Ziyun leaned on the chair and looked at him with soft eyes.

"Classmate, I still don't know what your name is?"

Zhou Zeng paused while applying the medicine, "Ah, my name is Zhou Zeng, Zhou means Sunday, Zeng means once."

He Ziyun suddenly said: "Ah, Zhou Zeng, your name is quite good."

As he said this, He Ziyun curved his lips and smiled: "I have a student named Zhou Zeng, who is just one more rubbish radical than you."

Zhou Zeng was stunned and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Wha, what?".

He Ziyun was still laughing: "Looking at it this way, you look very similar. You are tall and have wheat-colored skin."

Looking at "Liang An" who was making fun of himself, Zhou Zeng suddenly understood why he was chosen to be the other side among the novice anchors.

Just because his names are similar, and even his body shape, appearance, and skin are similar...

The next second, the doorbell rang suddenly.

He Ziyun looked up at the alarm clock on the wall, stood up and opened the door: "He is coming tonight, you can get to know each other."

"After all, you seem to be quite destined."