Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 71 Don’t Call Me Officer Li

After receiving their money, the guests were all overjoyed. Qin Jiaxiang suggested going to town together to buy ingredients and then cooking at Sang Ning’s place.

Since Director Sun had already forbidden staying with local farmers for free meals, it seemed better for the guests to pool their resources for a lively dinner.

Sang Ning had no objections, but before heading to town, she secretly went to retrieve her ID card from Director Sun.

Director Sun initially didn’t want to give it back, but Sang Ning’s solemn expression gave him pause—she mentioned she had unresolved private matters with a certain officer.

Given how far the conversation had progressed, could he really refuse?

As the guests enthusiastically set off for the town to buy ingredients, Director Sun began sinking into a deep contemplation: what should they record over the next three days?

Yuan Village had already been thoroughly familiarized by Sang Ning—continuing to film there might lack challenge.

While fretting, a sudden flash of inspiration struck his mind, followed immediately by a clear name appearing in his thoughts.

Director Sun quickly took out his phone and dialed the number.

"Dean Tang, hello, this is Xiao Sun. About that idea we discussed previously, inviting you to be a guest on the show..."

Nervously, his words were interrupted by the chaotic background noise on the other end—likely an airport boarding announcement.

Dragging a suitcase as he walked, Tang Yuanmao looked up at the boarding notice, replying hastily, "Xiao Sun, I’ve already consulted, and I can participate in your show as a science education guest. However, I must apologize—I won’t be able to come to Yuan Village these next couple of days. A last-minute work assignment is sending me to Astro Town."

Tang Yuanmao was utterly frustrated. Life has such timing—finally a chance to see his mentor, but why did it have to coincide with this business trip?

"I see..."

Director Sun’s voice carried a hint of disappointment, followed by a sigh.

Sighs are contagious, so Tang Yuanmao joined in sighing as well: "Sigh, I can’t come for now. If only you could come find me instead..."

Find him?

Director Sun’s drooping eyelids slowly raised until his eyes were wide open, a gleam flashing within.

Gripping the phone tightly, he suppressed his excitement and nervously asked, "Dean Tang, we could absolutely come to you—our later filming locations haven’t been constructed anyway, so we can change sites anytime. Still, would it be convenient on your end..."

After all, it’s a research facility; could outsiders be permitted inside?

He lacked confidence and asked casually, hoping Dean Tang wouldn’t scold him.

To his surprise, the response was even more enthusiastic: "Of course! Why not? Anazhen is huge—you just need to avoid entering the astronomical lab area."

The two men immediately hit it off, their lively chat continuing until Tang Yuanmao boarded the plane and a flight attendant reminded him to turn off his phone.

After the call ended, Director Sun’s lips curved into a cunning grin.

Receiving money? Just wait until they arrive at a place where money can’t even be spent.

Meanwhile, the guests had arrived at the town. Fortunately, Yuan Village wasn’t far from it—they had walked for just over half an hour.

While everyone headed to the town’s market to buy ingredients, Sang Ning slipped away from the accompanying cameramen and entered a certain telecom store.

She had promised Li Juezhou that she would buy a phone, activate a SIM card, and contact him to repay the debt. Though the phone wasn’t bought, she now had one.

Sang Ning was very reliable. Even if she couldn’t pay back the money immediately, taking the initiative to contact him and express her intent was still a good move.

As a seven-star customer, she was eligible for free SIM card replacements. With few people at the telecom store, it only took her ten minutes to get her phone number restored for free.

She inserted the SIM card into the phone President Wang had gifted her and powered it on.

Looking at the screen displaying a bitten apple logo, Sang Ning silently mused to herself. She wasn’t the type to indulge in freebies—so why was she feeling so thrilled?

Eventually, she reached a conclusion: because free stuff is freaking awesome.

Leaving the store, Sang Ning relied on her memory to dial Li Juezhou’s number.

The call went through, but no one answered for a long time.

Just as Sang Ning was about to impatiently hang up, a deep, mature male voice came through the receiver. It felt like a whisper brushing against her ear, leaving her oddly ticklish.

She pursed her lips in slight disdain and held the phone a little further away from her ear.

Why did his voice carry such an electric charge?

"Hello, who’s this?"

Li Juezhou had picked up the call, yet there was no immediate response. Patiently, he asked again.

This time, she answered.

"Hello, Officer Li, this is Sang Ning—the girl who owes you money. Remember me?" Sang Ning’s tone was all business, exceptionally formal.

Li Juezhou had been donning a cold, unapproachable demeanor, but hearing Sang Ning’s voice made his lips curve upwards instinctively, "Didn’t you say you’d wait until filming wrapped before contacting me?"

Aside from tuning in briefly earlier that morning, he hadn’t had time to catch her live-streamed show, though he knew the program ran for 30 days.

"It’s a long story. I’m sneaking this call right now—I just wanted to ask how much you paid for my mom’s medical expenses."

She had already asked him in the hospital, but he refused to provide an amount, insisting she get a phone first.

"I don’t remember anymore. Just pay whatever you think is appropriate," Li Juezhou said casually, rubbing his temple.

The hospital was under Hai Chuan’s name, meaning his mother’s treatment had essentially been free. Nobody would actually demand payment from him.

Sang Ning smacked her lips, looking troubled.

Li Juezhou was the epitome of reckless generosity. Working as an auxiliary officer, he surely couldn’t sacrifice several months’ worth of wages just for appearances’ sake.

"Officer Li, there’s no need to be polite with me. Whatever the amount is, it’s what I’ll pay. You should’ve paid through your phone, right? Find the transaction record and send me a screenshot," Sang Ning said firmly.

Now it was Li Juezhou’s turn to face difficulty. He hadn’t paid anything in the first place—where could he pull a transaction record from?

While he was pondering excuses, Sang Ning spoke up again to ease the situation.

"How about this—if finding it now feels like a hassle, I’ll add you on WeChat, and you can send it to me whenever you get a chance."

If she didn’t hurry back, the cameramen would start hassling her like her manager did—whiny and relentless.

Adding his WeChat would at least allow them to address the matter later.

Li Juezhou quietly exhaled in relief, "Alright, my WeChat ID is this phone number."

"Okay, I’ll add you as soon as I hang up."

Just as Sang Ning was about to end the call, Li Juezhou suddenly interjected, "Oh, by the way, could you stop calling me Officer Li? It sounds kind of strange."

Sang Ning considered this for a moment—since he wasn’t officially a full-fledged police officer, perhaps he felt there was a mocking undertone.

Referring to him as Mr. Li seemed awkward too.

Calling him Juezhou? Yuck, way too cringe.

After much deliberation, Sang Ning finally blurted out, "Xiao Li?"