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"Hey, did you review for this one?"
"No way! Did you review?"
"I didn't review either. I was playing games until the wee hours last night!"
"Really? But I checked last night and your game account wasn't online."
"Oh, I was playing Tile Match on my phone."
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Monday
Such conversations filled the campus everywhere.
If nothing unexpected had happened...
They would probably have been writing until their pen tips were about to spark last night!
(TL: Hahaha, liars)
"Did you go into bed last night?"
Lu Xing looked at Li Dachun's two dark circles hanging down, looking as if his vital energy had been drained.
He had been coaxing that little pervert Liu Qingqing until two-thirty in the morning last night, and even then he still didn't end up looking like this.
"Don't even mention it."
Li Dachun wasn't even eating snacks anymore, yawning and lying on the desk.
"It's the first mock exam today. Aren't you worried at all?"
"Last night, I hung my head from the rafters and stabbed my thigh with an awl, cramming at the last minute. Even in my dreams, Demon Lord Li's angry voice was echoing."
(TL: A reference to two ancient stories of students going to extreme lengths to stay awake and study.)
Lu Xing smiled and took out a piece of chocolate for him.
"Eat it."
"Don't fall asleep while you're writing your essay."
He had to say.
Song Junzhu, that person, was truly a top student from childhood to adulthood. The materials she organized for Lu Xing were simply divine!
The feeling of being carried, it's so good!
When the morning reading session ended, everyone in the class was busy turning their desks around.
Lu Xing looked back at Xia Yeshuang's seat.
She didn't come to school today.
Xia Yeshuang was actually quite smart, but her artistic talent surpassed her talent in academics.
When Lu Xing had tutored her a few days ago, he felt that she understood everything with just a little explanation.
"Sigh, then I'll just have to drink this congee myself."
Xia Yeshuang didn't come to school and didn't even tell him. It made Lu Xing wake up half an hour early for nothing today to make congee.
Just as Lu Xing was about to consume his own product...
"Lu Xing."
A cool and quiet voice slowly spoke.
Lu Xing looked up and saw Wei Qingyu's clear eyes.
Li Dachun looked at Lu Xing, then at Wei Qingyu.
Suddenly.
A sense of mission as the god of CPs welled up within him!
Li Dachun, who was originally so sleepy he was about to pass out, instantly perked up.
His eyes darted around twice, and he immediately said.
"I'm going to the restroom!"
As expected of the sports committee member.
He really is powerfully energetic. He vanished in the blink of an eye!
Lu Xing was speechless. Big silly Chun is so slow on other things, why is his brain so quick when it comes to this?!
Wei Qingyu stood slender and thin in front of Lu Xing's desk, not speaking.
Lu Xing sighed and could only ask, "What's wrong?"
Wei Qingyu's face was expressionless, but her eyes showed some embarrassment.
"Xia Yeshuang didn't come today."
Lu Xing was confused.
I'm not blind.
"Wasting food is bad behavior."
Lu Xing was confused.
So?
"I didn't eat breakfast."
Lu Xing got it!
Smack!
A hundred-yuan bill was slapped onto his desk. Wei Qingyu said seriously.
"Can you give it to me to eat?"
Lu Xing asked sincerely.
"Where did your family hire your chef from?"
Is the food really that bad?
Otherwise, how could it make a cool campus belle like Wei Qingyu fight for a bowl of congee?
Are we really filming a fucking TV drama!
Wei Qingyu didn't understand why he was asking this, but she still answered word for word.
"A descendant of the imperial chef. I haven't asked which generation. I'll ask when I get home tonight and then tell you on WeChat."
Pfft.
Lu Xing couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Sometimes he felt that this blockhead Wei Qingyu was really quite fun. Who was it that said she was cool and aloof?
"Go ahead and eat it. But I think your family's chef probably cooks better than me."
Lu Xing picked up the hundred-yuan bill and put it in his pocket.
Mm.
Made a hundred yuan for free. So awesome!
Wei Qingyu's posture and table manners were very elegant. She didn't look like a student, but like a well-bred young lady from an ancient painting.
She took a sip of the congee, then said seriously.
"I like you."
Pfft!
Lu Xing almost became the first person to choke to death on bread!
"...Me?"
No!
Sis!
Can you not say such terrifying things with such a calm expression!
Thinking of Old Man Wei's protective nature, Lu Xing could almost see the scene of his own body being sunk in Haicheng Port.
"But I'm not sure."
Lu Xing let out a sigh of relief.
"But my emotions have fluctuated because of you."
Lu Xing held his breath.
"But there's no reason to prove that I like you."
Lu Xing let out a sigh of relief.
"So I came to ask you, do you have any clue?"
Lu Xing's hanging heart finally died!
He knew Wei Qingyu was a blockhead, but he didn't expect her to be a blockhead to this extent!
Is it really feasible to ask the person you might like so directly?
Won't you really be treated as a lunatic?
Lu Xing glanced at Wei Qingyu's face.
Oh, okay.
She does have the power to do that. She could probably say "I like you" and get a boyfriend on the spot.
But unfortunately.
This person was Lu Xing. He really didn't want to get entangled with a former client.
You say we've settled our accounts, and we can still have a drink when we meet in the future.
Now you're turning this into a Qiong Yao drama. How are we supposed to meet in the future!
(TL: Qiong Yao is a famous romance novelist known for her highly dramatic and emotional stories.)
No!
This must be nipped in the bud!
And so.
Lu Xing thought for a moment and guided her patiently.
"You don't like me. You're just used to me. Even if it were someone else, you would be like this."
"I wouldn't."
"You would!"
"I wouldn't!"
"Alright, alright, you wouldn't. Listen to me."
Lu Xing felt his blood pressure soaring.
"Think back on your life. Hasn't it been very smooth? Haven't you ever experienced failure?"
Wei Qingyu thought for a moment and nodded lightly.
"That's right! I simped for you for over two years. You must have gotten used to it. Everyone thought I liked you! But then I suddenly said I think of you as a sister. Weren't you a little surprised?"
Wei Qingyu was convinced and continued to nod.
"In a life that has been smooth sailing, a little setback suddenly appears. Wouldn't your emotions fluctuate..."
Unbelievable.
On the morning before the mock exam was about to begin, Lu Xing was actually giving Wei Qingyu psychological counseling.
When Wei Qingyu returned to her seat, Wang Zhenzhen's hands were trembling with excitement. She quickly asked.
"How did it go, Qingyu?"
Wei Qingyu said calmly, "I told him I like him."
Wang Zhenzhen nodded. "Oh, that's very... huh???"
Wang Zhenzhen was dumbfounded!
No, sis!
I knew you were brave, but I didn't know you were this brave!
Is this shooting your shot directly? This is fucking launching a nuke!
That's not how you have an epiphany!
Wang Zhenzhen immediately asked.
"And then? What did he say back?"
Wei Qingyu said with great satisfaction.
"He said I don't like him. I just encountered an unexpected problem, so I'm a little unsettled. When I'm doing some difficult problems, I do have this feeling. In psychology, this is called the desire to conquer."
"What Lu Xing said makes a lot of sense, more sense than your love theories."
Wang Zhenzhen's mind went numb.
It's over.
Lu Xing has figured out the logic of how Wei Qingyu's brain works, and he's even using that logic.
What a beast!
If this isn't called 'like', she, Zhenzhen, will write her name backward!
Whatever.
She might as well prepare the gift money for Lu Xing and Xia Yeshuang's child.
There's no hope for Wei Qingyu.
Just bury her.
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