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"Of course, that's great."
The corners of Lu Xing's mouth lifted. He still spoke with some helplessness.
"Professor Song, does she have any hobbies? I want her to have a better impression of me."
A thick possessiveness flashed in Song Junzhu's eyes. Her tone was exceptionally calm.
"What do you want her to have a good impression of you for?"
Could it be that Lu Xing has other ideas about Zhang Yue?
"She's your friend."
Lu Xing scratched his head. He said embarrassedly.
"Professor Song, this is the first time you've introduced me to your friend. I don't want you to lose face in front of your friend."
Song Junzhu was stunned. The obsession in her eyes instantly faded.
Good.
So it's still for her.
That's good.
"Then she'll come tomorrow afternoon. You two can meet. Then we will go to the airport."
No one had ever taught Song Junzhu how to cherish a person. She could only fumble and find experience on her own.
At least at this moment.
Hearing Lu Xing's words, her heart felt an indescribable sadness.
"You don't need to please her. No one is worth you pleasing. You can just get along with her normally."
She had been wrong before.
Now she was correcting it.
Lu Xing nodded obediently. "Okay, Professor Song."
'Just enough is fine.'
A little less enthusiasm would make the client feel that he didn't value her friend. A little more enthusiasm would make the client feel that he had other intentions.
This is just right.
He had to let the client know one thing.
'All my enthusiasm for your friend is because of you.'
One of the professional qualities of a professional simp is to make the client feel that she is the center at all times.
...
Today was overcast. A cool breeze blew.
On the spacious table in the living room, Lu Xing and Song Junzhu each occupied half.
Both of them were busy with their own things. The atmosphere in the room was better than ever before.
The faint, cold light from the computer screen was reflected on Song Junzhu's glasses. She lowered her eyes. Her slender fingers held a pen. She was writing and drawing on the paper.
After a moment, a string of smooth and complex formulas appeared on the paper.
Magic!
Absolute magic!
Lu Xing looked at Song Junzhu's serious work out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but sigh. If only she were always this normal. How wonderful that would be.
As expected.
Whether male or female, the way they shine in their own professional field is the most beautiful.
Seeing Song Junzhu's focused look, Lu Xing also lowered his head. He began to do his own thing.
He had too many ideas for the cultural and creative competition of the Haicheng History Museum. He had been weighing which one was better.
"What are you doing?"
Song Junzhu noticed that Lu Xing wasn't doing practice problems. He seemed to be drawing something. She asked with some confusion.
Lu Xing said with a smile.
"Isn't it almost graduation? I want to customize some souvenirs online to give to all the classmates. I haven't decided how to make them not too cliché. I also want them to not be too niche."
Oh, I see.
Song Junzhu felt it made sense. A flash of inspiration struck her. "Wait for me."
Her two long legs swayed past Lu Xing. In a pile of books, she found a few books on traditional culture.
Placing the few books in front of Lu Xing, Song Junzhu pointed and said.
"I've read these. There are quite a few ancient things in them. See if you have any ideas."
"Things now are too assembly line and become cliché. Sometimes, looking back at history, you might have new ideas and inspiration."
Lu Xing had not expected Song Junzhu to also read these books.
"Professor Song, your reading volume is a little... beyond my expectations."
'E-heh!'
I was praised!
Song Junzhu's eyes were light and cheerful. She was happier than if she had published a journal article.
"There are many books in the study. You can also go and read them at home. They are all very helpful for broadening your horizons."
"If a person who studies physics only reads physics related books, he will not have a very open mind."
"Classic literature, historical materials, philosophy, natural sciences, and social sciences are all very worth reading."
"Science without humanities is dangerous. Humanities without science is ignorant."
Only reading one type of book will only make the reader's thinking limited.
It was rare to hear Lu Xing praise her so sincerely. Song Junzhu was happy. She said a little more.
"If you want to make the gifts special, you should categorize them. Use colors, zodiacs, or even personality types like MBTI. Use something like the Harry Potter houses."
"This generation craves recognition. Let them find a sense of belonging in your gifts. It shows you put in real thought."
Lu Xing was stunned for the first time.
'Holy f*ck!'
So damn reasonable!
'I gave you all the same thing.'
'I gave you different things according to your different personalities.'
These two sound completely different in terms of thoughtfulness!
I'm impressed.
Lu Xing was really impressed.
This Professor Song's brain is even better than he had imagined!
Having learned another trick, Lu Xing felt that he was terrifyingly strong. Even his view of Song Junzhu had become more pleasing.
Thanks to Professor Song.
...
With a general idea, Lu Xing's work went much more smoothly.
After spending an hour on the design concept, he directly sent the document to the official email.
Then.
Lu Xing and Song Junzhu were two workaholics. One did practice problems until two in the morning. The other worked until two in the morning.
The moon was bright. The stars were sparse. Lu Xing was full of energy. He looked at Song Junzhu. She was also equally full of energy.
The two of them looked at each other. For the first time, they felt that they had met their match.
"Do you want to..."
"Fight until dawn?"
(TL: Fight until dawn (战到天亮): This phrase usually refers to gaming or working all night.)
...
On the other side, Zhang Yue completely collapsed.
"What on earth should I wear to meet my best friend's duck ahhhhh(||?_?)"
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