I am weak and friendly

Chapter 21 Congratulations, you have learned about [Acquired Brain Injury]

"You bunch of weaklings, if I don't leave work, are you too scared to leave on your own?"

In the elevator, Tang Yiping complained about these weak and incompetent interns.

"Didn't you see Bao Ge's face today?!"

"Yeah, luckily Brother Bao wasn't standing at the door. If he had, I wouldn't have dared to leave!"

"What's wrong with Bao Ge today? He's been acting like he's on fire all day, it's terrifying."

"When he came to see me today, I was so scared I almost peed my pants!"

After everyone finished complaining, they said to Tang Yiping, "Brother Ping, please don't be so timid in the future. Pack your things at 5:50 and leave work on time at 6:00. We will follow your lead!"

"No, I'm going to swarm you all! I'll swarm you until 10 p.m.!"

"It's over, Hirako has gone mad."

"I love my job, I love my company, I absolutely love the company atmosphere, the company is just so great! I want to work until 10 pm!"

"No, Master Ping! Please, have mercy!"

"I even adore Brother Bao!"

I absolutely love his outdated programming techniques!
"I knew you were crazy, but I never expected you to be this crazy!" The elevator doors opened, and everyone threw him out: "Get out of here!"

Tang Yiping was not lying; he truly loved Bao Ge's "outdated programming technology" because without it... Tang Yiping would be dead for sure.

So after get off work, he had to hurry up and practice [Carrion Eater].

None of my family members understand! I'm actually busier after get off work than when I'm at work.

[Carrion Eating] Not only can you make money, but you can also hone your skills, which is double the fun.

If it weren't for the fact that too many batteries were so heavy and inconvenient to take on the subway, Tang Yiping would have wanted to buy another battery.

Waves! Fly! Pick up as many as you can, even if it kills you!
Once the interns arrived at the entrance of Qihang Building, they went their separate ways.

"Hirako, shall we have dinner together?"

"Hey Ping, wanna play some games?"

The various names are getting more and more confusing.

"I have plans, I have plans!" Tang Yiping waved his hand as usual, declining everyone's invitations.

We made a promise yesterday that we would have dinner with the hamster today.

Strictly speaking, Shushu was another of Tang Yiping's mentors.

"No way, two dates in a row? Who are they meeting? I don't believe it, let's meet up!" "Diligent Old Ox" refused to believe it.

"The girl I met is fair-skinned, beautiful, petite, and elegant. Her face is smaller than the palm of my hand! Everyone who sees her will stomp their feet and scream!"

"boast!"

"Stop dreaming!"

"Whoever peees yellow, wake them up!"

Tang Yiping sped away, first buying dinner, then having dinner with Shushu, and then driving around in circles towards the villa complex he had arranged with Aunt Zhang.

Tang Yiping guessed that Aunt Zhang wouldn't be there too early. After all, the last time he saw Aunt Zhang, it was already evening, and it was only a little past six o'clock now, which was still too early.

Why don't we first explore some places we haven't been to before, mark the locations, and then go on a raid with Aunt Zhang?

After wandering around for a while, Tang Yiping arrived near a primary school.

The elementary school had already let out for the day, and many children were playing and running around in a nearby park.

Tang Yiping sensed something in the park, drove towards the center of the small park, and successfully picked up a hundred yuan from behind a bench by the roadside.

Tang Yiping flicked the note with satisfaction, and just as he was about to put the hundred yuan into his pocket, he heard a voice behind him:
"Zhang Zitong, come and pursue me!"

Zhang Zitong?
Tang Yiping's ears twitched. Why did this name sound so familiar?

Wait a minute... Zhang Zitong?
Zhang Zitong, the little girl who lost her money for books?

I actually got to see him again?
Yes, the system only said that this thing was forgotten, it didn't say that it wouldn't encounter an owner.

Tang Yiping turned his head and looked behind him.

Then I saw three or four boys fighting over a boy's backpack.

The tall, strong little boy in the lead was running wildly, carrying a schoolbag. Behind him, a slightly chubby little boy wearing glasses was chasing after him. He was noticeably shorter than his peers and looked only six or seven years old. He was running and chasing after the boy, letting out angry roars.

The park wasn't very big, and the little boy in front, seeing that he was about to be caught, turned around and tossed his schoolbag to the boy behind him.

Then another boy started shouting, "Zhang Zitong, come and chase me! Come and chase me!"

So the little boy with glasses chased after him in vain again.

As he was running, "thud!" the little boy fell to the ground, and even his glasses fell off.

He was probably stunned by the fall, lying on the ground for a long time without getting up.

The three boys gathered around, but instead of helping the little boy up, they jumped around him.

"APTAPT!"

"I am the Milk Dragon, I am the Milk Dragon!"

They even tossed his schoolbag around.

"What are you doing!" Tang Yiping couldn't stand it anymore and roared.

Several boys, seeing him approach, weren't afraid at all; they even jumped around.

Tang Yiping was really helpless. If these brats were two blond guys, he would have beaten them to a pulp long ago.

He maneuvered his wheelchair over, bent down to pick up the schoolbag that had been thrown on the ground, then grabbed the little boy's clothes and helped him stand up.

"Are you OK."

"He's an idiot."

"Yes, he can't speak!"

The little boys next to him were chattering away, and the little boy who had fallen and gotten covered in dirt was so angry that his face turned red. He roared something, but no one could make out what it was.

"Pick up his glasses." Tang Yiping pointed to the little boy's glasses on the ground, glaring at the tallest and strongest boy.

The tall, muscular boy jumped around nearby, shouting, "I'm the Milk Dragon! I'm the Milk Dragon!"

Tang Yiping's anger slowly rose; he was no longer willing to tolerate it.

He planned to beat up these brats, and when their parents arrived, he would lie on the ground and accuse them of bullying and insulting disabled people.

Then we'll feign weakness and show goodwill for a while, and see if this brat survives.

Seeing Tang Yiping's changed gaze, the tall, chubby boy was startled and instinctively took a step back.

"I...I'll pick it up."

He picked up the glasses and handed them to Tang Yiping, then ran off like the wind.

Tang Yiping helped the little boy put on the glasses.

Then she patted the backpack and handed it to him.

He saw the three words "Zhang Zitong" scrawled on a label in the corner of the backpack.

The familiar, childish handwriting.

It's definitely Zhang Zitong.

Little Zhang Zitong looked at Tang Yiping, then started rummaging in her schoolbag, making strange noises as she did so: "C- ...

Tang Yiping stared at him, wanting to know what he wanted to say.

"What do you want to say?"

"What do you want to give me?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, think slowly and speak slowly."

Unable to speak, his face flushed red, and he became agitated again, his movements becoming increasingly frantic.

Tang Yiping was also anxious, staring intently at him, trying to guess what he was thinking.

But he just spat at him with a "pui" sound.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, he didn't mean it! I'm so sorry, Tongtong, quickly apologize to your brother!" A middle-aged woman rushed over and apologized to Tang Yiping from afar.

Tang Yiping was about to speak when a notification popped up:
— Congratulations! You have identified and learned from the weakness of young Homo sapiens Zhang Zitong: acquired brain injury.

(End of this chapter)