The Professorial War of Logan Tao and Blake Ye Chapter 4

The group got off the train at 3:30 in the morning.

The aliens' energy was finally exhausted. One of the handsome guys not only fell asleep while standing in the car, but also threw himself under a certain aunt's pomegranate pants three times, in an obscene posture that damaged the spirit and demeanor of college students in the 21st century. It was really outrageous.

Logan Tao fell asleep early, and only opened his eyes slightly after Kai Yan carried him out of the station.

"Where are the people?"

The monitor hung his head and reluctantly answered, "Two of the boys from the local area went home first, and the five girls followed Yao Juan. Her home is nearby."

"So ha... yawn..., what do you say?"

A boy asked: "Teacher, can I just sleep at the train station?"

Some people even echoed: "Teacher, I will sleep with him. I really can't walk a step."

Logan Tao frowned and muttered, "You must be joking. Take the early bus back to the dormitory."

"Ah~ah~" the people who had already lost their minds wailed: "Teacher, it has come to this, please be more democratic!"

Logan Tao stood there shakily for a while, and finally looked at the monitor with sincere eyes (actually casual ones): "You are fully responsible."

After saying this, the man sat down beside the flower bed, lowered his head and fell into a sleepwalking state.

When a few boys saw that the teachers were asleep, they also began to doze off on the ground.

"Teacher! Teacher!" The monitor, whose face was already pale, pushed Logan Tao desperately: "Where do you want us to go?"

"Hmm~Hmm~" Logan Tao said in his sleep: "Whatever..."

"Teacher, please show me a clear way!" The monitor was about to cry: "Even if I have to sleep at the train station, I don't want to sleep next to the police station!"

"Go back to your dormitory..." Logan Tao snorted.

"There is no car to the dormitory!"

"Then go back to my dormitory..." Logan Tao continued to hum.

"teacher!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Logan Tao opened his eyes, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "If you keep talking nonsense, you will be like Blake Ye when you get old..."

The strong squad leader wiped his tears and said to himself, "I'll find a taxi!" Then he puffed out his chest and ran to the road. Ten minutes later, he did his best to squeeze eleven people and himself into two cars (you can imagine how they sat) and drove to the headquarters.

Logan Tao was half awake from the squeeze in the car, so he took them upstairs and used a phone card to open the door of his and Quinn An's dormitory. This guy seemed to never use a key, and Quinn An's dormitory seemed to have always been a hotel. He pointed blankly and said, "Sleep wherever you want."

After saying that, he rolled onto his bed. When he was pushed again, he was like a dead person.

At 7:30 in the morning, the alarm rang, Logan Tao got up and turned it off, only to find a thigh lying across his body. He was startled and turned his head, only to see Quinn An's idiotic sleeping face next to the pillow, with his mouth wide open and drooling.

"Quinn An!" Logan Tao hit him: "Go back to your own room!"

... Quinn An stretched out his hand and scratched the air randomly: "I won't go. The door of my dormitory is wide open and there are corpses everywhere..."

Logan Tao kicked him off the bed, landing right on the student. The student cried out in pain but was still unconscious.

Then the two of them looked at each other coolly for a few seconds, then lay down, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Quinn An kicked the student next to him away, grabbed the quilt and rolled it around himself.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the fat man's loud voice resounded through the sky: "Little thief! Little thief! Even a poor doctor like us had our blankets stolen to keep warm. I wish I could chop off your head and eat your flesh!"

Quinn An got up, still sleepy, and stepped over the students on the floor to open the door: "A Max, stop crying, I took it."

The fat man threw a bag full of books at them: "You two! You can open all the doors in the school with just one phone card. Why do you still spend your energy studying when you have such great abilities!"

Quinn An dodged it expressionlessly, scratched his head, stepped back on the pad, and squeezed onto Logan Tao's bed.

The fat man walked closer to pick up the book and happened to glimpse into the house.

... The fat man was dumbfounded: "Spectacular!!"

He had evil thoughts in his mind, stepped carefully through the gap between the people, grabbed Logan Tao who was still unconscious and shook him: "Your Highness! I neglected to discipline you, and I am ashamed of your father!"

Logan Tao was bent forward and backward, in great pain: "What the hell...what the hell..."

The fat man continued to shake him: "Why are you still asking? You have already started a harem and you still have the nerve to ask?"

Quinn An opened her eyes and smiled foolishly: "A Pang is really insatiable and lustful. He is so lewd."

The fat man threw Logan Tao down and clenched his fists, "What a mean mouth."

The students were woken up by them one after another, and they looked at them blankly. The fat man saw that his bedding was spread on the old floor with mottled paint, and it had already twisted into a knot. He couldn't help but feel sad: "It's all broken into pieces~"

Logan Tao, the morning demon of low blood pressure, finally woke up.

He just glanced at the fat man, and the fat man whistled away in the wind.

Quinn An hurriedly covered him with a blanket and shouted to the students on the ground: "Go! Go! Be careful not to be eaten!"

The student suddenly jumped up and rushed out of the door. Only the sound of chaotic footsteps could be heard, and more than a dozen people fled.

Logan Tao slowly pulled off the quilt: "Kill you..."

Quinn An patted him and said, "Go take a shower before killing. It smells sour."

Logan Tao smelled himself, then smelled Quinn An: "You stink too."

Quinn An said: "I have been so busy for several days, how can I not stink."

Logan Tao sighed: "I am also destined to be busy and toilsome."

The two men jumped off the bed, wearing only their underwear and carrying washbasins, they went into the toilet on the third floor, shouting "It's so cold! So cold!" while pouring cold water on themselves.

The fat man followed in with a perverted look on his face: "Use my pure window of the soul to record this beautiful spring time."

Quinn An took a basin of water and poured it out on him, while Logan Tao trembled and laughed uncontrollably.

Then he ate, tidied up, took off the dirty quilt covers and bed sheets and soaked them, and listened to Quinn An's saliva flying as he recounted the thrilling experience of his mentor's recovery. It was not until around four o'clock that Logan Tao remembered his business.

"Books!" He hurriedly turned on the computer: "No more!"

"What's missing?" Quinn An asked.

"The girl's book you asked me to edit!" Logan Tao broke out in a cold sweat: "It was deleted!"

"Hey? The one that costs 50 yuan per thousand words?" Quinn An's eyes widened: "That's money! Money!"

"Oh no!" Logan Tao rushed to the phone: "That B@st@ard has sinister intentions, he might do such a thing!"

Blake Ye's cell phone was turned off and there was no one in the office. I don't know if the phone at home was unplugged or something, but I couldn't get through.

"I'll go there!" Logan Tao rushed out the door in a hurry: "Quinn An, wait for my news!"

Blake Ye's home is near the school, on the top floor of the old staff dormitory.

His parents were originally teachers at this university, but in the early 1990s they turned to capitalism and, together with Blake Ye's equally talented brother, they contributed their wisdom and strength to the American people. Currently, he returns to China once a year, and considers himself a patriotic overseas Chinese.

Blake Ye refused to go out. In his own words, "The domestic legal system is not sound and there are still loopholes to be exploited." This makes people suspect that this person is engaged in arms trade.

Logan Tao knocked on the door loudly, but heard no movement from inside. He was afraid that the neighbors would meddle in his business, so he had to open the door himself. He actually had the key to Blake Ye's house. That person had a bad memory and often forgot to bring things. Almost from the day they met, Logan Tao had taken on the job of running errands.

The room was so messy that it was impossible to step in: shoes and socks were scattered all over the place, books, magazines and newspapers were all over the floor, the sofa was covered with dirty clothes, and the ashtray looked like it hadn't been emptied for a month.

Logan Tao murmured, "At home, definitely at home."

He pushed open the door quietly, and sure enough, Blake Ye was curled up on the bed with his clothes on, with his laptop at hand.

Logan Tao hesitated for a while, and finally stepped out, closed the door, and sat back in the living room.

The sun was setting, and Logan Tao's anxious mood gradually calmed down, but he was reluctant to leave. He walked to the balcony and took a few deep breaths. He turned around, frowned, and began to clean the house as usual. When it comes to cleaning, he is indeed a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder. So although Blake Ye is single and lives alone, he never hires hourly workers. If he feels that the house is too messy, he just tricks Logan Tao into coming back to help him get a book.

It was getting dark. When Blake Ye opened his eyes, he saw Logan Tao working hard.

He rubbed his eyes, closed them, opened them again, rubbed them again, and finally said: "Son..."

Logan Tao dropped the mop, picked it up, and turned back calmly: "Dad."

Blake Ye's voice became even hoarser, and he asked with difficulty: "Son, why are you here?"

Logan Tao said: "I'm cleaning the house and asking my dad about my 5,000 yuan business."

Blake Ye said: "Come to the bed, Dad will tell you."

Logan Tao swung the mop and hit Blake Ye on the head.

Blake Ye laughed and scolded: "Water! Water! Be careful with my bed sheet!"

Logan Tao asked: "Where is my book?"

Blake Ye said: "It was trashy reading material that corrupted young people, so I destroyed it."

Logan Tao almost choked out of breath: "What! What! What~?!"

Blake Ye smiled: "Formatted."

Logan Tao wailed and sat down at the end of the bed. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly looked up with murderous intent on his face: "Heaven created all things to nourish humans, but humans harm all things to go against heaven. Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!"

Blake Ye stepped back while laughing: "Why are you reciting the Seven Killings Inscription?"

Logan Tao gritted his teeth, his eyes red: "Kill them all to bring peace!"

Blake Ye retreated to the bed: "Hey, hey, hey!"

Logan Tao pounced on him, and Blake Ye quickly lifted the quilt to wrap him up, and used his height advantage to hold him tightly and press him under him.

"You little brat!" Blake Ye said, "You even left your father for a few thousand dollars!"

Logan Taomeng was lying in the quilt, and his voice was buzzing: "No more!"

"You don't want a degree anymore?"

"Kill you and find another wise master!"

"Okay, okay, just rebuild your country and wait for your stepfather!" Blake Ye simply put all his weight on Logan Tao, adjusted the quilt, and locked his limbs tightly, leaving only his head exposed.

"What?" Blake Ye observed his expression: "What do you think of the tutor?"

Logan Tao spat: "I am so lucky to meet you!"

Blake Ye smiled softly: "Thank you."

Logan Tao was embarrassed and kept twisting his body.

Blake Ye hurriedly pressed him down: "Don't move! Don't move! If you move, I'll react."

Logan Tao stiffened immediately.

Blake Ye burst out laughing: "Actually, even if you don't move, I will still react."

Logan Tao's face turned red and he was furious.

Blake Ye lowered his head and leaned against Logan Tao's neck. Logan Tao said, "You are so heavy. I feel suffocated! I feel suffocated!"

Blake Ye refused to withdraw, "Logan Tao..." After a long while, he whispered: "Don't ask me to leave... This is the first time in seven years that I can be so close to you, can you just bear with it for a while... Just for a while..."

Logan Tao stopped talking. He looked at the ceiling and slowly closed his eyes.

"Logan Tao..."

"Um?"

"Are you panicking?"

Logan Tao nodded: "Panic."

"Why?"

"A dangerous and tempting world opened its door to me, but I didn't know what was inside, so I was scared and terrified. There was a demon waving at the door, saying in an encouraging tone, 'Come on! Come on!'"

Blake Ye laughed in his ear and Logan Tao turned his head away.

The two of them lay motionless for a long time in the dimness of the early night.

"Logan Tao..."

"Um?"

"Can we do this?"

"Um?"

Blake Ye said: "Can we live together for a while? Well, I don't mean anything else... I just want to prove that getting along is not maintained by S3x, or only by S3x, and happiness is not dependent on lust."

Logan Tao was about to speak, but Blake Ye covered his mouth: "Listen to me."

"You usually read so many books and talk about so many theories, but not a single word can be integrated into your soul. You look enlightened, you can talk about homoS3xuality all the time, and you dare to discuss it with Quinn An with confidence... But in fact, you are such an unsteady and weak person."

"You are indecisive, have no opinion, and are unwilling to face the heavy mental burden on yourself. If you continue like this, you will be forced to get married by others, including your parents, Max Ma, or Quinn An. You may even marry someone of the opposite S3x simply because you are afraid of being lonely."

Blake Ye looked at Logan Tao with bright eyes: "But that is wrong. A rational, pure, responsible person would not do that, would not deceive himself and his family, and would not deceive and ignore another individual who has the same right to life - your wife."

"But you will," Blake Ye said softly, leaning against Logan Tao's forehead, "because you are kinder and softer than others, so you will waver, and this wavering may eventually lead to a tragedy in your life and that of an innocent woman."

"I am very afraid to see that day." Blake Ye said: "One day you bring a woman to me and say, 'Teacher, this is my wife.' You have a bright smile on your face, but deep in your eyes there is sadness and gloom..."

"Logan Tao," Blake Ye finally let him go: "Please don't let me see that day, okay?"

Logan Tao was speechless.

"Will you stand on the same side with me?" Blake Ye continued to ask, his voice was hoarse, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were already wrinkled, and his face was slightly pale. Only his eyes were so gentle.