QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots
Chapter 133 - 5.25

Chapter 133: 5.25

Once Yan Ling attracts attention, this matter will become more troublesome.

"Who took this video and posted it? It’s over, you’re famous."

"How can it show what happened when I went out in the morning?"

It was a little hard to understand for Yan Ling. In his memory, it was not like he had never been on the shore and had no contact with humans, but they did not become completely confusing to him like now.

Even with his powerful memory and learning ability, he felt like he had nowhere to start.

Jiang Jiamian waved to him, and then opened the comments below the video.

Suddenly, the comment section with thousands of comments was displayed in front of the two people.

Yan Ling, who had just memorized the dictionary, saw the comments with Jiang Jiamian. However he recognized the words, but he still had little understanding of them.

Most of the people in the comment area were lamenting, "Is there really someone with such a look in this world? It’s so unreal!"

"And does he know martial arts? He’s so amazing. Ahhhh, and on top of that he is so handsome! Does such a person really exist? Has no one discovered him before?"

Of course, in addition to the positive comments, there are also some doubts.

"The technology is really good and the AI can create such an imitation, tsk!"

"It is definitely staged. Maybe the video was post-processed, and there was even a team behind it, right? The car was arranged and deliberately shot from a passerby’s perspective."

There was also a post about plastic surgery... Yan Ling tilted his head and looked at Jiang Jiamian, who was looking down attentively, "Jiamian, please tell me, what does this mean?"

After not going ashore for thousands of years, have human beings become so complicated and difficult to understand?

He couldn’t understand what they were saying.

"Ahem." Jiang Jiamian coughed lightly, held up the phone with one hand, and stretched out a second hand toward him, "Then do you want me to teach you?"

Rich people don’t get lessons for nothing.

Yan Ling smiled and pulled the person into his arms, "All the treasures in my sac are yours. You can have as much as you want."

Jiang Jiamian was very satisfied, and pointed to the study room, "Then I will teach you how to surf the Internet first. Once you know the basic operations, you can gradually understand the rest on your own."

The Internet is a place like the ocean.

He hopes Yan Ling can be as comfortable as he is in the real ocean, so that he won’t have to worry too much about this stuff in the future.

He also just happened to spare some time to deal with the matter of Yan Ling’s identity.

It was late at night, the neon lights on the street were flashing, and in a bar on the corner of the street, a handsome young man took another swig of mixed drinks.

The bartender at the bar seemed to recognize him. Seeing him like this, he couldn’t help but remind him, "Mr. Han, this drink has a lot of alcohol. If you drink like this, it will hurt your body."

He recognized this guest.

The surname is Han.

He was a bit indifferent and always came alone. Every time he came here before, he would order a special cocktail and drink it elegantly and leisurely for a long time.

It’s always one drink, never more.

But this time, it’s different.

He didn’t taste it slowly as usual, but drank it down in three or two gulps, then ordered another cup, then a second cup, and a third one...

When Han Xing was drunk, he no longer seemed so aloof. Instead, as if he had finally found an outlet to vent his anger, he said his first words to the bartender, "I just don’t understand."

Unexpectedly, he, who had always been taciturn, actually opened up a conversation.

"What don’t you understand, Mr. Han?"

At this time, it was already late at night, and this was not a noisy bar. On the contrary, it was a bar with a tranquil vibe.

There were only three or two people left in the bar, and no new customers came in. The bartender was not busy, and Han Xing was sitting on the chair opposite the bartending table.

Han Xing smiled bitterly and placed the empty glass on the table. "One more drink."

The bartender reached out and pulled the empty glass back. "Mr. Han, I really don’t recommend that you drink anymore."

Although looking at it now it was somewhat okay, but after a while the alcohol would start to kick in and Mr. Han came alone, it would always be troublesome.

Han Xing glanced at him coldly, "Why, you don’t want to do business even if you have customers?"

"No." The bartender sighed, and could only pick up the bartending tools again and skillfully make a cocktail, "Mr. Han, if you don’t mind me being your listener, and if you have anything on your mind, it might feel better after you tell someone."

Han Xing was silent for a moment.

The bartender thought he probably wouldn’t say anything.

But when he finally delivered the cocktail to him, he heard Han Xing whisper softly, almost as if he was talking to himself, "I like someone. I think so, I’m not sure."

After returning from the sea, he had already discovered that he couldn’t help but pay attention to Professor Jiang.

At first, he thought it was just a desire to explore.

A series of small desires to explore his strange behaviors at sea and his involvement with the merman.

After all, the professor is the first person who would not insist on directly denying weird things. He is not that kind of vulgar person.

He would even say that you cannot deny the existence of something just because it is unknown.

Instead of being like so many people he had seen, who used the words ’believe in science’ every day and despised or even ridiculed his knowledge.

It is obvious that they themselves are fools with limited vision.

So recently, all the comings and goings in his mind have become the figure of that person, and he even longs to get closer to the professor.

He thought he would have a chance.

But the merman actually chased him to the shore!

He also thought that the professor was forced to be with him.

But he heard it from his own mouth, and the professor said that he was his wife.

The title sounded like a joke, but his tone was serious.

"Not sure if it counts as liking it?" The bartender paused, "That’s really confusing."

He thought Han Xing was just struggling to distinguish his inner feelings.

"I felt that I had some kind of feelings for him." Han Xing laughed at himself, "But when I calmed down, I found that I didn’t understand him at all. I knew only a little about him. What does it look like? Thinking about it this way, saying that you like him seems very false."

He thought that he was gentle and distant, but today, he saw him getting angry with his hands on his hips and mouthing off.

After all, he didn’t know him at all, but he had developed a strange feeling for him.

And when the professor took the initiative to confess his relationship with the merman, it was like a basin of cold water, dousing the fire in his heart that had not yet had time to burn properly.

But he didn’t understand.

The only connection between the professor and the mermaid is that the last time he went to sea, he was captured by the mermaid and forcibly offended.

How could the professor be willing to have such a relationship!?

No, no!

Maybe, the professor said something like that, because he was under coercion!

It’s even possible that he didn’t want to see them take action, so he had no choice but to say that, comforting the merman while trying to persuade him to retreat.

No, he can’t believe so easily that the professor is sincerely with that merman. He has to really understand this matter, otherwise, once the professor is really forced, then no one can help him.

Thinking of this, Han Xing raised his head, downed a new glass, and then stood up, "Check out."

The bartender frowned and looked at him and when the other turned around his body staggered. He couldn’t help but worry, "Mr. Han, don’t you need someone to pick you up?"

Han Xing shook his head, "No, no need."

He calmed down and looked at the dark road outside the bar. He had to go to the professor quickly and see what was really going on. Yes, go to the professor...

Knock knock knock!

While Jiang Jiamian was drowsily asleep, he heard a rapid knock on the door.

He opened his eyes a little heavily, a little confused, who it was, in the middle of the night.

He just changed the door this afternoon.

While he was still confused, Yan Ling beside him had already stood up and got out of bed. "You lie down and don’t move. I’ll go take a look."

"Well, go ahead." Jiang Jiamian said with eyes closed.

Yan Ling gently tucked his exposed arms back into the quilt, placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, then turned around and left the bedroom with a calm face.

He wanted to see who was looking for death and came to disturb their sleep in the middle of the night!

Yan Ling opened the door with a sullen face. As soon as the door was opened, a smell of alcohol rushed directly to his nose.

The lights were not turned on. In the darkness, the dark figure at the door saw someone opening the door. He drunkenly grabbed his arm and said vaguely, "Professor, what’s your problem? Please tell me, okay? That merman must not be a kind person, I will protect the professor, I will always protect the professor forever..."