Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

Liyue Harbor.

Ying acted as a coachman and took Su Ming and Tok back to Liyue Harbor, exhausted. What greeted her was a room full of wine.

Ying stared at the endless wine jars in Su Ming's house in amazement, took a step forward and grabbed Su Ming's wrist tremblingly, "Wake up! You will die if you drink more!"

Albedo told her that Su Ming drank too much!

Hearing this, Su Ming calmly put down his luggage and asked, "Any questions?"

The Emperor brewed this wine himself! Why not save some?

"You..." Paimon touched his chin with a strange look on his face, "So drinking is a normal thing?"

"Of course!" Su Ming said in a strong voice, "Even the god Barbatos loves to drink, so the wine must be delicious!"

Toke rolled his eyes silently in his heart, "No, I didn't drink much in the Kingdom of Winter!"

Under the strange gazes of Paimeng and Ying, Su Ming calmly explained, "Because I was not yet an adult at that time."

"This..." Ying looked at Su Ming with curiosity and frowned, "So...once you become an adult..."

As soon as he became an adult, he not only started drinking, but also turned into an adult man?

"What are you thinking about?" Su Ming bent his fingers and knocked on Ying's forehead mercilessly, "Although I am a little unlucky, I still abide by the law!"

He didn't steal alcohol under the guise of being a minor like Wendy!

"What is this?" Paimon flew around, pulling a large piece of paper and said, "Why do I feel like there are a lot of things written on it that I can't understand?"

Hearing this, Ying leaned forward to take a closer look, "Isn't this..."

"Liyue's ancient books." Su Ming casually put away the thick stack of papers on the stone table and said, "I was punished a few days ago."

"Hiss..." Paimon covered his mouth and took a breath, "Mr. Zhongli... is he so scary?"

So many!

Ying looked at the ink on the beige paper and said, "Su Ming's handwriting is pretty good, but... why does he listen to Mr. Zhongli so much?"

It feels like Su Ming is the kind of person who would be unlucky enough to take care of himself even if Morax was standing right in front of him!

"Why?" Su Ming frowned slightly and looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, "Why do you say that?"

Just by looking at the arrogant look of the statue, he can crush me, okay?

Ying bit her lip, "Why is Xingqiu's handwriting..."

We are both children from Liyue Harbor, but how come one of them is good at writing Chinese characters and the other is good at writing...

Su Ming lowered his eyes and looked at the various papers in his hands, and said, "Because I am thick-skinned, the teacher taught me."

It would be a shame if you don't read the script in person. Anyway, Zhongli won't shoot the shameless kid in Liyue Harbor to death.

"So..." Ying's lips twitched slightly, "You shamelessly became Mr. Zhongli's student?"

"Of course!" Su Ming didn't feel anything was wrong at all, and said directly: "Do you think Mr. Zhongli is the kind of person who meddles in other people's business?"

Paimon scratched his head and complained in a low voice, "But I think Zhongli might think that Su Ming is too unlucky and is afraid that Su Ming's misfortune will affect Liyue Port..."

So he kept it under his nose, lest the land he had fought for for many years be destroyed in an instant because of bad luck.

"Speak some sense!" Su Ming gritted his teeth, "Although I am unlucky, I am the only one who is unlucky!"

His bad luck can only stick to others, but it is not contagious!

"In terms of universal theory, yes."

A man's deep voice came from behind them. Zhongli held snacks in one hand and put the other hand behind his back, "You're back."

Su Ming nodded, took the things from Zhongli's hand and put them on the table, then wiped the rocking chair beside him, "Why are you here, sir?"

"I have nothing to do." Zhongli sat calmly in the rocking chair, looking relaxed and lazy. "The hall master asked me to come here to thank you for the achievements you have made for Wangsheng Hall."

"Performance? What performance?" Paimon's eyes widened. "Can it really be buried?"

Su Ming stretched out a finger, pressed against Paimeng's head and pushed her back into Ying's arms, "A few Fatui soldiers who died unfortunate deaths."

"Oh..." Paimon responded muffledly.

As for the people of Zhidong Country, they may not be able to have a feast...

"Mr. Zhongli!" Ying suddenly thought of something, glanced at Su Ming secretly, then leaned in front of Zhongli and whispered.

Zhongli raised his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly to show that he was listening carefully.

Ying pursed her lips and made up her mind, "Take care of Su Ming. Look at how much wine he has stored! If he drinks any more..."

If my parents are not around, I can complain to the teacher, right?

Hearing this, Zhongli rolled his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping across the various types of wine in and outside the house, finally landing on Su Ming.

Zhongli chuckled, "I brewed it."

fluorescent:? ? ?

Ying's eyes widened in disbelief, "This is... your wine?"

Zhongli nodded calmly, "Of course, it's prepared for the Lantern Festival."

"Then..." Ying frowned slightly, covered her mouth with her palm and said in a muffled voice: "Then do you know that Su Ming is very kind to good-looking people?"

“Oh…” Zhongli responded, resting his chin on the armrest with one hand, “I know.”

Maybe she knew it when Su Ming appeared in front of her, and Su Ming might be even more terrifying than Ying described.

Not just the face, but everything else.

After failing to file a complaint again and again, Ying drooped her eyes in disappointment and said weakly, "Shouldn't you punish him? Shouldn't you beat him?"

Hearing this, Zhongli raised his eyebrows and raised his chin towards the thick stack of papers in Su Ming's hand, "Isn't that enough?"

"Oh..." Paimon sighed and patted Ying's shoulder comfortingly.

Stop dreaming, one is the King of Rock and the other is the uncrowned God of Disaster.

There is absolutely no way these two people would fight on the spot and let Ying eat melons!

Ying lowered her head and said pitifully, "Is it really impossible?"

"Don't let your imagination run wild." Su Ming came over and knocked on Ying's head, with a speechless look on his face, "Sir, you're not the kind of person who would resort to violence!"

What's going on in Ying's mind? Why does she have to see him get punished?

"Ah..." Ying sighed heavily, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding her face in her hands, "My wish is shattered... If I had known, I wouldn't have reminded you that Adonis was going to shave your head!"

Su Ming was slightly startled and touched his head.

It would be fine if he just scolded himself, but why was Ying obsessed with his hair?

"Oh?" Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly, "Adonis?"

Paimeng was held in Ying's arms as a pillow, with his head resting on Ying's chin, "Yeah, that pervert wants to shave Su Ming's head bald!"

Zhongli glanced at the black-haired young man beside him and curled his lips, "Not surprising."

He is not surprised by anything Su Ming does now. He always feels that the unsurprising Su Ming must be a fake Su Ming!

PS: I will add another chapter for those who are still smiling after reading the stories in the book circle.