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Chapter 6 – Copying Homework

Jian Mingzhou finished the bowl of congee.

Although the first bite greatly shocked him, after taking a few more bites, his sense of taste gradually stopped working and he was able to swallow it down without too much effort.

His entire body exuded an other-wordly aura. Xie Jing held down his hand.

“Uncle, it’s fine if you can’t eat it.”

Jian Mingzhou shook his head, “Dumb…”

Xie Jing, “You’re even cursing.”

“……” Jian Mingzhou said calmly, “I was saying that I can eat it after my taste buds have gone numb.”

“Looks like you don’t like sweet and savoury food.”

“…It’s just my first time tasting something this overwhelming.” Jian Mingzhou exclaimed in praise, finished the rest of the congee, and handed back the empty bowl.

“Did your uncle suggest this?”

Xie Jing calmly summed up his experience, “I shouldn’t have trusted him.”

“……”

Xie Jing left with the empty bowl. Jian Mingzhou drank some water to clear out the taste in his mouth. He then picked up his phone and saw that Xie Chi was still asking with great interest:

—- How was it? Did he succeed?

[Mingzhou]: I think he has succeeded in losing trust in you.

[Xie Chi]: ?

–

When Jian Mingzhou woke up the next day, his fever had subsided.

Xie Jing made savoury congee again. Without Xie Chi’s interference, the taste was very good.

After eating, Xie Jing took on his role as a worker and conscientiously went to wash the dishes. At the same time he reminded him:

“Remember to take your medicine, uncle.”

The dining room and kitchen were only separated by the sink.

Jian Mingzhou could see Xie Jing’s busy figure when he looked up. Both his back and shoulders were broad and his shoulder blades under his T-shirt moved with his movements. He gave off a sense of reliability and security.

The next second, familiar handwriting came into view—

Holy shit!!!

Jian Mingzhou’s fingers trembled. He almost couldn’t hold back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Wasn’t this the comic convention memo that the Editor-in-Chief wrote for him?

Why was it sitting out here on the table?!

“……”

After more than ten seconds of shock, he finally calmed himself down and carefully analysed the situation—

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He had a fever last night. Xie Jing helped sort out his belongings and covered him with his blanket.

But Xie Jing wasn’t the kind of person who would go through other people’s belongings. That note must have fallen out and Xie Jing left it on the table for him.

Then did he see what was on the note?

Jian Mingzhou looked at the convention name clearly written on it. Although you wouldn’t be able to tell by just looking at the name, as long as you searched it online, there would be a lot of keywords:

BL, teacher-student, office romance, forbidden love…

And the worst part was that there was a message left by Xia Ye at the bottom—

Go find your favourite author and get their autograph!

“……” Jian Mingzhou closed his eyes: Just let him die.

Before he could figure out how to test out Xie Jing’s reaction, a voice sounded from outside the door, “Uncle.”

Xie Jing came over after washing the dishes.

Jian Mingzhou didn’t have the time to think. His body had already moved under the control of his rational thoughts! He hid the note in his hand and pretended to be rummaging through his canvas bag.

“I’ll be heading out now. If something…”

Xie Jing stopped talking when he reached the door.

Jian Mingzhou continued to pretend to be searching for something and responded with a sound of acknowledgement without looking up.

Xie Jing didn’t say anything else.

It was unknown if it was because of his upbringing or because of an attempt to maintain his distance, he just leaned against the door and patiently waited for him to be ‘done’.

Jian Mingzhou, “……”

He was still sick and his arms were getting sore from the searching. He couldn’t help but shout internally: Hurry and ask me what I’m searching for!

A drop of sweat slid down his forehead.

Xie Jing on the other end finally spoke, “Can’t find something?”

Jing Mingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, “A note is missing.”

Xie Jing paused, “A blue one? It fell out yesterday and I put it on the table. It’s not there?”

Jian Mingzhou shook his head.

Xie Jing’s eyes lowered, “Was it very important?”

“It was a memo my superior wrote. I haven’t had the time to read it.”

“…Sorry, I should’ve put it away properly.”

Reaching this point, if he hadn’t looked at the contents of it, he probably wouldn’t pretend to not know. Jian Mingzhou relaxed and turned around to reassure him:

“It’s okay. I can just get him to write it for me again.”

His attitude of ordering his superior around was very proficient. Xie Jing’s lips moved for a moment but he politely swallowed down the words he was about to say. He just responded with a reminder:

“Then I’ll be heading to school now. If something happens, call…”

Jian Mingzhou interrupted gently, “I know. Call 120.”

“……”

Xie Jing gave him a long look, “Yeah.”

After the other party left, Jian Mingzhou unfolded the note in his hand.

The writing on it had turned into a kaleidoscope from the folds. It contained a both wonderful and tortuous world.

In fact, Xie Jing had a good sense of propriety.

He should be able to be more relaxed.

–

Summer colds were like a sudden rain. It came quickly and it also left quickly.

After a few days, Jian Mingzhou was almost completely better.

As the meeting came to an end, all the editors filed out. Jian Mingzhou and Xia Ye was also walking along the corridor, returning to their department—

“It’s that time of the year again.” He spoke.

“Yeah.” Xia Ye responded expressionlessly.

— Friday’s Departmental Research Meeting.

Simply put, it was a mid-year meeting attended by all Editors-in-Chief and Deputy Editors of each department. The purpose was to summarise their past achievements, look at their future and then write a report filled with vague words and empty rhetorics.

Xia Ye waved his fountain pen, “Every year’s meeting is just filled with nonsense.”

Clang. Jian Mingzhou held up his ballpoint pen and blocked it with ease, “But we have to think about how we should package that nonsense beautifully without repeating ourselves.”

Clang, tap, “What a waste of time.”

Clang, tap, clang, “…I know you’re unhappy but can you stop fighting me with your pen?”

Their colleagues are all looking their way!

Just as he said this, a colleague passed by and joked with a smile, “Xia Editor-in-Chief suits the BL department quite well~”

The other party walked off after saying this. The flashing of sabers also stopped.

Jian Mingzhou turned and glanced at the silent Xia Ye.

In fact, Xia Ye was different from him. He was originally from the Literature Department but he wasn’t able to outdo the current Editor-in-Chief of the Literature Department and was transferred to the BL Department.

Jian Mingzhou, “……”

His eyes were dark: Gunara Dark Curse. (KKnotes: Referencing the magical girl show Balala the Fairies)

–

After returning home, Jian Mingzhou turned on his laptop and got ready to write his report.

It was said that illnesses come like a mountain collapsing onto you and goes away like a thread being pulled.

He was still in the slow recovery stage and didn’t want to waste his time writing something so pointless.

But the Editor-in-Chief didn’t share the website with him so he had to search for it himself.

Jian Mingzhou sat cross-legged on the sofa as he searched online.

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After searching for a long time, he still couldn’t find anything. He couldn’t help but look at Xie Jing who was peeling carrots in the kitchen, “Xiao Jing, have you ever bookmarked those kinds of websites—”

A corner of the carrot broke off!

Xie Jing looked over, “…What?”

Jian Mingzhou, “A website for reports and essays where you can copy templates?”

“……” Xie Jing continued to peel the carrot, “No.”

“You’ve never copied before?”

“Instead of searching, it’s faster to write it yourself.”

Jian Mingzhou had a moment of enlightenment: It made perfect sense, but it wasn’t easy!

He sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

The light from the ceiling fell into his eyes as he emptied his mind, “But I can’t write anything at the moment. The cold medicine has killed the virus while also taking away the tiny amount of brain cells I have…”

Xie Jing: ……

After Jian Mingzhou was done saying that, he realised: Wait a minute, what was he doing? Was he whinging to a child?

He immediately gathered himself and sat up. Just as he was about to explain that he was just talking nonsense, Xie Jing’s voice sounded from the kitchen:

“Do you want me to write it for you, uncle?”

Jian Mingzhou looked at him stunned.

Xie Jing’s dark eyes had an alluring charm. He swallowed nervously, “That won’t be good…”

“I’m not paying rent. It’s not a big deal.”

…How is writing a report not a big deal?!

Jian Mingzhou closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had already solemnly handed his laptop to the other party.

“Thank you, Xiao Jing.”

“……”

Xie Jing didn’t know the specifics of his job but he knew that it was in the editing and publishing industry. He could just write a general outline first and then he could add some details later.

While Xie Jing was writing the report for him, Jian Mingzhou went to peel the carrots.

Xie Chi called him while he was in the middle of it to check and see if he had recovered. When he heard the sound of him cutting vegetables, he suddenly got angry:

“What is Xie Jing doing as a worker?!”

Jian Mingzhou was almost deafened by his shout, “…He’s writing a report for me.”

Xie Chi, “?????”

The unexpected scope of work silenced the other party.

Jian Mingzhou ended the call and began to make curry.

Not long later, the sound of typing stopped. Xie Jing called out, “Uncle, come and take a look.”

“So fast?” Jian Mingzhou leaned over and took a look. The entire report was actually written very well and he had even thoughtfully left blanks for him to fill in!

Slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, “Is this okay, uncle?”

“Yeah…” The light from the screen made Jian Mingzhou’s eyes shine brightly. A while later, after suppressing his excitement, he patted Xie Jing’s shoulder and praised him:

“Xiao Jing, you sure are capable.”

–

Jian Mingzhou realised that he had actually lowered his guard and gave the other party his laptop.

But it didn’t matter. He received a perfect report.

The departmental meeting soon arrived.

He and Xia Ye headed for the large conference room upstairs. Xia Ye was still making small talk, “How was it? Were you able to write the report?”

Jian Mingzhou snorted, “It’s very well written.”

Upon entering the conference room, there was a large oval table. The big boss was at the very front and the other Editors-in-Chief from the other departments were also present. Jian Mingzhou and Xia Ye sat opposite each other.

The meeting soon started.

The boss called for each person to stand up and read their reports. Jian Mingzhou sat in his seat listening to the other people’s reports. After two departments read their reports, the Editor-in-Chief of the Literature Department stood up.

He was a calm elite who spoke eloquently with an elegant smile on his face.

After listening to him talk for less than two minutes, his phone suddenly vibrated.

Jian Mingzhou looked down.

[Editor-in-Chief]: Beyond. (KKnotes: 哔—样的, biiiyangde, kind of like ‘fucking hell’)

? He transliterated it and realised that the other party had cursed a beautiful Chinese phrase in English.

His impression of Xia Ye was that he was gentle and polite and rarely swore like this. Jian Mingzhou sent back a question mark: ?

[Editor-in-Chief]: Please don’t call me up later.

[Mingzhou]: What are you talking about?

He glanced at Xia Ye who was sitting across from him. The reflection on his glasses hid his expression and he could only see his lips pursed tightly together as he typed into his phone with faintly trembling hands. His phone screen lit up:

[Editor-in-Chief]: He fucking copied the same report I did.

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