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'Fuck!'
I've run into a pure-blooded love-struck fool!
Listening to Liu Qingqing's words, Lu Xing couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
'Is this what contrast is?'
Liu Qingqing, with such a mature-sister voice, can also be a love-struck fool?
Damn it!
This thing called love is really toxic. Once you get it, your IQ automatically drops by two hundred and fifty.
So terrifying!
All day with the lovey-dovey stuff. Throw them in the fields to plow three acres of land, and they'll be honest.
"Alright, let's stop here for today. You should get some sleep early."
Liu Qingqing couldn't bear to make Lu Xing stay up any longer.
The last time she saw Lu Xing, she had noticed some faint dark circles under his eyes.
Liu Qingqing hated herself a little.
Why did she have to sleep so late, making it so Lu Xing couldn't sleep well either?
After thinking for a moment, Liu Qingqing said.
"Can I report my progress in pursuing him to you every Saturday in the future? The remuneration will remain the same."
"When I succeed, I'll give you a big, big, big red envelope."
Huh?
Lu Xing was taken aback for a moment, then he was ecstatic!
Holy f*ck!
Oh, heavens, you love me too much.
Now, not only is Song Junzhu not going psycho on Saturdays and Sundays, but even Liu Qingqing is not being a pervert anymore.
What kind of heaven on earth is this!
I praise, I praise love. Love is simply the greatest thing in this world!
So good!
Lu Xing forcibly suppressed his excitement and said, pretending to be calm and composed.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
"Boss Liu, if you run into any problems while pursuing him, you can tell me on WeChat. I'll give you my suggestions when I see them."
He couldn't just take the money for nothing. Otherwise, he'd feel quite guilty!
After hanging up the phone.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Lu Xing clenched his fists cheerfully, wishing he could do a sliding kneel on the spot to express his excitement.
For him, time is life.
Now that Liu Qingqing had saved him so much of his life, of course, he was grateful to her!
After praising Liu Qingqing...
Lu Xing glanced out the window. The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse.
It was just the time to do some wonderful things!
Let's do it once!
Let's have a hearty session of doing practice problems!
Lu Xing quickly took a shower, sat on the bed, and solemnly took out his beloved test papers!
This was personally certified by the top student, Hu Zhongzhong, who said that this was the most comprehensive test paper covering all the knowledge points.
Based on Hu Zhongzhong's experience of having read all the problem sets and test papers on the market...
Lu Xing believed it and sighed.
"If only the Chinese exam were at night, that would be so good. Not to mention anything else, the drop rate for high-quality compositions would definitely be one hundred percent!"
(TL: The night gives more inspiration, I guess.)
Under the bright light, Lu Xing was seriously doing the problems.
Knowledge is power!
Learn, there is no end to learning!
...
Sunday.
"So happy..."
Outside the window, the green leaves swayed, and the gentle breeze blew in gusts.
Lu Xing was still writing his test papers.
A life that others find boring and disgusting was, for Lu Xing, a rare moment of peace.
Without anyone's interference.
He could solve one difficult problem after another and feel his own progress.
Before, Lu Xing felt that the problems were so difficult to solve.
But after starting this line of work, he realized...
The human heart is even more difficult to solve.
The comfortable environment allowed Lu Xing's brain to relax for the first time in a long time. He yawned.
Just ten minutes, just ten minutes.
After a moment.
Song Junzhu came down from the study on tiptoe.
When she saw Lu Xing's light sleep, she smiled faintly.
This house was the right choice.
This kind of environment really suited Lu Xing's mood better. He looked really relaxed.
Song Junzhu took off the shawl on her shoulders and gently placed it over Lu Xing.
After doing all this, she picked up the test papers Lu Xing had finished, picked up a pencil, sat down on the sofa, and began to write analysis and summaries for the problems Lu Xing had gotten wrong.
The gentle breeze blew through, the long tassels at the end of the shawl swaying gently. The room was silent.
"Mmm..."
Lu Xing struggled to wake up, his eyes still dazed and blank from just waking up.
Feeling something fall to the ground, Lu Xing turned his head to look.
A light-colored shawl was lying quietly on the carpet.
Holy f*ck!
Lu Xing's brain was instantly wide awake.
Professor Song had been here.
He immediately looked at the desktop.
The test papers he had finished had already been marked with a pencil, which could be erased at any time.
Besides that, on a few clean sheets of white paper, some analysis and problem-solving ideas were written in a flamboyant script.
Lu Xing picked up the thin sheets of paper and was silent for a long time.
"You're awake? Want some fruit?"
Song Junzhu walked over with a plate of cut fruit. She was wearing simple thin-rimmed glasses, her black curly hair casually tied up at the back of her head.
Lu Xing took the fruit plate from her hand, placed it on the table, and stared at Song Junzhu sincerely.
"Thank you, Professor Song."
"These things are a great help to me."
His gaze was too sincere. Song Junzhu had to fight the overwhelming urge to ruffle his head.
"It's nothing. I just did it casually."
Song Junzhu sat back on the sofa and asked, "What major do you plan to choose in university?"
'Huh?'
Lu Xing really hadn't thought about it.
For him, doing business and making some money was necessary. As for what to major to pick in university, he had no particular preference.
After all, he was going to university, to a large extent, just to live the life of his peers.
"I haven't thought about it."
Song Junzhu pushed up her glasses and analyzed seriously.
"I've seen your problem-solving process for each subject. Your logic is very good, and your math foundation is not bad either."
"Have you ever thought about taking the academic path?"
Academic path?
Lu Xing said, "But Professor Song, I'm not as smart as you. This path might be very difficult for me..."
"It's fine."
Song Junzhu waved her hand.
"When you're an undergraduate, you can come to my lab and do experiments. I'll include you in my journal publications. Then you can do your master's and doctorate with me. Or if you like any other major, if I know the leading authority in that field, I'll have them mentor you."
Huh?
Lu Xing was dumbfounded.
She's arranging everything for him!
The small Lu Xing was choked by the big pie. He asked with confusion.
(TL: A Chinese Idiom, being overwhelmed or stunned by something highly desirable, usually a huge, unexpected benefit or opportunity.)
"Professor Song, your major..."
"Oh."
Song Junzhu explained.
"My major itself is a very unpopular and difficult one, passed down through a single line. My mentor was the leading authority in this industry. My mentor passed away two years ago, so I became the leading authority in this major."
Song Junzhu didn't say the rest.
It just so happened that the new materials developed from her major's research could be used in the production of some special equipment, which was why she had been promoted so quickly.
There was no helping it.
She was the only one left!
Lu Xing: ...
Is this... an academic Daji experience card?
(TL: Daji was a famously beautiful and seductive consort who could get the king to do anything. This is a humorous way of saying he's being offered an easy path to academic success through her favor.)
...
Of course, he refused.
Lu Xing didn't want to feel the real intellectual suppression in a place with all sorts of academic bigwigs!
In the evening.
Lu Xing packed his things and left the mansion, taking a car to the hospital.
Watching his departing back, Song Junzhu propped up her chin and fell into deep thought.
"You don't have anything you're particularly fond of. How do you keep going?"
Her mental state was fragile; she only managed to anchor herself daily through her research.
But Lu Xing didn't have that.
When a person goes through life lacking passion or interest...
That would be a slide into nihilism and eventually self-destruction.
'Lu Xing, I don't want you to be destroyed.'
...
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