Chapter Seventeen: Damn, Young Man!
“Ah, this!”
Tan Ping saw the fishing streamer's bicycle and couldn’t hold back any longer.
This topic was completely impossible to continue!
So, he awkwardly chatted with the fishing streamer for a bit before hastily ending the live connection.
“Hahaha! Officer Tan just took a big hit!”
The viewers in the livestream room all burst out laughing.
“Fishing guys really aren’t ordinary people!”
Tan Ping glanced at the time; it was already ten in the evening.
He smiled and said, “Friends, it’s quite late now. That’s it for today’s livestream. Everyone, get some rest early!”
“Okay! Officer Tan!”
The fans flooded the chat with messages.
“Those who haven’t followed yet, hit that follow button. Follow so you won’t get lost, next time we livestream, I’ll share more traffic law tips with you!”
Tan Ping pointed with his finger to the follow icon in the upper left corner.
“Alright! Officer Tan!”
Immediately, the backend of Douyin buzzed with notifications, refreshing nonstop, quickly surpassing 99+.
Tan Ping noticed his follower count had jumped from 1,023 to 1,342.
In such a short time, he had gained over three hundred new fans.
“I wonder how much my fan value in the system has increased?”
Curious, Tan Ping opened the system with his mind. Instantly, the fan value had risen from 3,211 to 5,125.
“The fan value in the system doesn’t exactly match the Douyin followers; it’s a bit higher. Obviously, some fans haven’t officially followed my personal Douyin account!”
Seeing this, Tan Ping understood.
At the same time, he looked forward to what the system might reward him when he reached 10,000 fan value again.
It was late, so Tan Ping finished his wash-up and went to bed.
At five in the morning the next day, he opened his eyes, quickly got up, dressed, and tidied his living space.
Not only did he straighten the bedsheet neatly, but he also folded the blanket into a perfect square.
This was a habit Tan Ping had maintained since his military days.
After washing up, he opened Douyin, started a livestream, and went out into the yard to exercise.
“Officer Tan is exercising so early?”
A fan was surprised to see Tan Ping’s morning workout.
“Really disciplined!”
“No wonder he has such great physical fitness!”
After the workout, Tan Ping glanced at his phone. Over a hundred people were quietly watching his morning exercise in the livestream room.
“Friends, it’s almost time for work. See you later in the ‘Tan Ping Traffic’ livestream!”
Sweat glistening on his face, Tan Ping smiled.
Hearing this, fans sent waves of messages.
“Alright! Officer Tan, go ahead, I have to get ready for work too!”
“The plight of the working class! I’ll watch the policewoman’s videos later!”
…
“Officer Tan, I’m free later, I’ll wait for you in the law education livestream!”
After greeting his fans, Tan Ping closed the livestream.
He put on his police uniform, donned his hat, and quickly headed out.
Just after stepping outside, he ran into his mentor Wang Xingyun and several colleagues.
“Ah Ping, let’s go together!”
The group left and arrived at the law education livestream site.
Once the cameraman was in position, the lens focused on Tan Ping.
Standing straight and firm, Tan Ping addressed the camera with his familiar opening line:
“Hello everyone! I’m Tan Ping, your Officer Tan. This is the ‘Tan Ping Traffic’ livestream site!”
“Officer Tan, what are we checking today?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a fan asked from the livestream room.
“The usual—driver’s licenses and overloads!”
Tan Ping smiled. Since it was early morning, there were fewer drunk drivers at this hour.
The viewers expressed some disappointment.
“Hahaha! I still prefer watching Officer Tan catch drunk drivers. Those guys get so boastful when drunk, and each one is different!”
“Exactly! That successful guy yesterday left a deep impression!”
“If you want to see drunk-driving checks, you have to wait until after lunch! That’s when they increase!”
“Really looking forward to today’s parade of oddballs and misfits!”
It was still morning rush hour, and the roads were extremely congested.
Tan Ping immediately joined the traffic control efforts.
He watched carefully in all directions, listening attentively, directing traffic calmly and efficiently.
“Wow! You have to say, Officer Tan is really professional at directing traffic!”
The fans watching the livestream praised him enthusiastically.
“Of course! Why was Officer Tan chosen as the head of traffic law education? Because he’s highly skilled and knowledgeable!”
“I watched his livestream last night; he did 360 push-ups in one go, many of them very difficult variations!”
“No way! Tan Sir’s physical fitness is almost as good as some special forces soldiers!”
After the morning rush hour, Tan Ping and his colleagues patrolled the roads.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on a tricycle across the street.
“Officer Tan has spotted a target!”
Seeing Tan Ping’s expression, the viewers sent a flurry of messages.
“The prey appears!”
“Hunting time!”
Tan Ping spoke to the camera: “Over there across the road is a tricycle, loaded full of goods, and there’s a person sitting on top. That’s very unsafe. Let’s educate him! Stop that tricycle!”
His colleagues immediately drove the patrol car toward the tricycle Tan Ping mentioned.
Soon, the tricycle was stopped.
Tan Ping approached and said to the driver, “Young man, please show me your driver’s license.”
The tricycle driver immediately produced his license.
Tan Ping checked it—no issues.
The driver said, “Officer, my license isn’t fake!”
“Whether your license is fake or not, this is just too unsafe! Look at your tricycle—fully loaded with goods and a person sitting on top. When the tricycle moves, that person sways back and forth. Is that safe?”
The driver lowered his head at the reprimand.
The viewers in the livestream room sent messages: “Not bad! This tricycle driver isn’t drunk and has a good attitude—knows when to admit fault!”
At that moment, the young man sitting on top suddenly said, “It’s safe!”
Tan Ping looked up at him and asked, “Why are you still sitting up there?”
“There’s no space below, so I have to sit on top,” the young man smiled.
“…”
Tan Ping.
“Hahaha! Was Officer Tan asking if you can sit up there?”
The viewers all laughed.
“There’s no space below, so you sit on top. But is it comfortable sitting there? You haven’t even gotten down when you saw me coming!”
Tan Ping looked up again at the young man on the roof.
“It’s okay,” the young man said calmly, looking down at Tan Ping.
“Wow! Young people these days!”
“Awesome!”
“The traffic cop’s here, and he’s as steady as a mountain! I’m no match for that calmness!”
Tan Ping then turned to the tricycle driver: “Can your vehicle carry people like that? Sitting so high up?”