"What date is uncle's birthday next month?"
"End of next month, still a while away."
"Alright, got it."
"Don't bother preparing a gift; just showing up is enough."
"Okay."
Li Zhiyuan hung up the phone.
Carrying the ink, Li Zhiyuan returned to his dormitory.
Lin Shuyou was trying to follow him in, but Tan Wenbin made a kicking gesture, making Lin retreat back to his own room.
After closing the door, Tan Wenbin heaved a sigh of resignation and said, "This guy, always sticking around us lately. Maybe I should deal with him and let him peacefully serve as a door god?"
A door god is meant to stay outside, not come in.
"Right, let's give him another two sets of talisman needles."
"Heh heh, first give him one set. If he behaves, we'll give him another."
"Brother Binbin, it's up to you."
"Mission: guaranteed to complete."
Tan Wenbin took a set of talisman needles and went out.
Li Zhiyuan sat down at his desk and opened the book in front of him.
