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One whole morning.
Outside the window, the wind and rain swayed. Inside the house, it was as warm as spring.
Lu Xing tried hard to keep up with Song Junzhu's train of thought.
There was no helping it.
Although Song Junzhu was narcissistic, she had real substance.
There were benefits to having her teach him.
She used a higher-dimensional perspective to attack high school knowledge, making Lu Xing suddenly discover that much of it was wrong.
It was just to make it easier for people to understand.
In one morning, Lu Xing abruptly understood why diligent study and hard practice were not as good as the guidance of a noble person.
The feeling of being carried by a top student, it's so awesome!
Instantly!
His eyes, as he looked at Song Junzhu, were practically glowing.
Emmm...
If I could record Song Junzhu's lectures and then sell them as a paid course...
Hehe, another sum of money!
Even if he didn't make it a paid course, posting it online to benefit the vast number of high school students would also be accumulating good karma.
Sigh.
What a pity.
Seeing Lu Xing's gaze, Song Junzhu looked at the test paper unnaturally, reached out her finger, and poked Lu Xing's head away. She said in a rare, small voice.
"What are you looking at me for? Are there words on my face? Look at your book."
Lu Xing suddenly felt that this sentence was very familiar.
It seemed Song Junzhu had said it before.
But the same sentence, yet the tone was already vastly different.
Lu Xing couldn't help but sigh. This was something he had earned through his diligent simping that moved heaven and earth and shocked both China and the world!
He deserved it!
Seeing that the time was about right, Lu Xing asked Song Junzhu, "Professor Song, what do you want to eat for lunch today? I'll make it for you."
He winked at Song Junzhu. "I'll make a little extra to thank the great Professor Song for her private tutoring, hmm?"
Song Junzhu looked at Lu Xing's bandaged hand and thought for a moment.
"No need. I'll make it for you."
Huh?
The smile on Lu Xing's face froze.
Holy f*ck!
He quickly turned his head to see if the sun had risen from the west.
It's not that Lu Xing looked down on Song Junzhu.
It was just that he really didn't think Song Junzhu had unlocked the skill of cooking.
So Lu Xing asked tentatively.
"Has Professor Song cooked before?"
Song Junzhu looked at him with confusion, frowning. "Is cooking difficult?"
"Isn't it just mixing animal carcasses and plant carcasses together, and then cooking them?"
Lu Xing: ...
Uh-
He wondered if there were any instant noodles in Song Junzhu's house. He would get up tonight and have a couple of bites.
The road is winding, and the result is hard to bear.
(TL: It's a modification of a famous quote, he changed it to mean: The journey (of waiting for her to cook) has been long and difficult, and the final outcome (the terrible food) is so awful it's almost funny/unbearable.)
Half an hour later.
Looking at the dishes Song Junzhu brought out, Lu Xing thought for a long time and picked up a chopstick full of shredded potatoes.
Heh.
He didn't believe anyone could make potatoes taste bad!
The next second.
Heh.
There really is.
Who taught you to stir-fry shredded potatoes with shredded ginger?
Are you playing Minesweeper?!
(TL: Shredded potatoes and shredded ginger look very similar in color and shape when cooked together, so he has to avoid the ginger (mines) while trying to eat the potatoes)
Lu Xing tearfully turned his chopsticks and was about to have a sip of soup.
The first sip.
Song Junzhu's usually arrogant eyes were rarely filled with anticipation. "Is it good?"
Lu Xing with difficulty swallowed that mouthful of soup, then asked.
"Do you want the truth or a lie?"
Song Junzhu was taken aback for a moment. "Tell me both."
"The lie is, wow! So delicious! I've never tasted such a unique flavor before!"
"The truth is... my lady witch, you forgot to add the frog when you were brewing your poison."
Song Junzhu was silent.
Song Junzhu was angry.
Song Junzhu was silent and angry as she tried it!
How could it be this disgusting! This is the first time she has ever cooked!
The next second.
Song Junzhu silently threw her chopsticks back, picked up her phone, and asked Lu Xing.
"Which restaurant's food do you want to eat?"
The contrast between before and after made Lu Xing unable to hold it in and he laughed out loud.
Song Junzhu gave him a sideways glance, but she wasn't really angry.
Suddenly.
Lu Xing felt that Song Junzhu had really changed a lot.
At least before, when he laughed like this, Song Junzhu would have pinched his face and cursed him for being a whore.
After lunch.
Song Junzhu started her paid lecture again.
Lu Xing listened with high spirits. This was much better than being whipped!
Besides,
Others had to spend a lot of money to hire a tutor. He was directly listening to this gold-plated psycho, and he was even getting paid.
Hehe, so awesome!
God of Wealth, I love you to death!
"Your brain is not bad. If you have any questions, you can ask me on WeChat. On Saturdays and Sundays, you can ask me in person."
"You've improved a lot in this mock exam. By the time of the second mock exam, if you can get into the top ten, you can go to a university in the capital."
Song Junzhu seriously analyzed for Lu Xing.
With her as a "god-tier substitute," Lu Xing's improvement was a sure thing.
(TL: high-level gaming slang.)Actually, Lu Xing himself was also very curious.
Why on earth didn't Song Junzhu teach at a university in the capital, but instead stayed in Haicheng?
Why was Song Junzhu so rich, yet she lived like a lonely old person every day, with no life in her villa at all?
But.
Everyone has their own past. He didn't want to get to the bottom of it and find the answer.
Many things simply have no answer.
In the evening.
Song Junzhu lectured on math for two consecutive hours, making Lu Xing's head buzz.
Finally, Song Junzhu stopped.
He was just pouring Song Junzhu a glass of water when he turned his head and saw that Song Junzhu had changed her clothes and was coming out of the bedroom with an exquisite black box in her hand.
Lu Xing was stunned.
That black box was where Song Junzhu kept her whips, but that wasn't the point.
Can someone tell him...
Why is Song Junzhu wearing a maid outfit?
Why is she wearing rimless glasses and cat ears!
Who taught her to match them like this!
In Lu Xing's moment of daze, Song Junzhu, feigning composure, tossed the black box to Lu Xing and said with a blank expression.
"Pick one from inside."
Lu Xing: Huh???
Don't understand, what is she trying to do?
Lu Xing randomly picked one and waited for Song Junzhu's next instruction.
Song Junzhu glanced at him, lifted the hem of her skirt, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
She had hurt Lu Xing too much, but Lu Xing didn't resent her. Instead, he was like a shelter in a storm, leaving a safe zone for her.
These days she often had dreams, sometimes of being beaten as a child, sometimes of herself beating Lu Xing.
Lu Xing didn't hate her, but she began to feel an inexplicable panic. She had always trusted her sixth sense intuition.
There was a feeling that she was about to lose her grip on Lu Xing, so she had gone to check the total amount of her liquid assets and real estate.
When she saw Lu Xing running towards her in the storm, Song Junzhu thought, it doesn't matter.
Whether it was teaching him, giving him money, or anything else, it didn't matter.
She wanted to eliminate this sense of unease.
When she was beaten as a child, she always thought that one day she would definitely hit back.
Then let's hit back.
Outside the window, a storm was raging.
Song Junzhu stared at her own face in the reflection of the glass. After a moment, she closed her eyes, and her red lips slowly spat out two words.
"Whip me."
Lu Xing's CPU completely crashed.
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