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That night.
It was only nine-thirty after putting Nannan to sleep.
Lu Xing thought about the always fiery little Lu Xing, so he simply changed his clothes and went to the gym.
As soon as he entered the gym, Lu Xing felt an overwhelming sense of luxury.
All the equipment was from top-tier brands, from treadmills to barbells, everything was there!
And this was just what had been hastily prepared.
If Wen Lingxiu had enough time, Lu Xing believed this gym would be even more luxurious.
Lu Xing had worked as a receptionist at a gym before.
After some people finished their workout, he would have to go and disinfect the equipment with disinfectant.
Otherwise, a fungal infection could easily happen!
Later, Lu Xing was "optimized," and the receptionist was replaced by a girl. The boss even posted a huge sign on the door.
【If you are unable to return the equipment to its place, please ask the little sister at the front desk for help~~~】
From then on, the phenomenon of equipment being left scattered around the gym instantly decreased.
At that time, even Lu Xing couldn't help but marvel. Look at the boss's brain, he deserves to make money!
"I never thought that after all this time, I would go from being a receptionist to a client."
Lu Xing turned on the treadmill and started walking to warm up.
After running for about three thousand meters, he was already sweating, his face was a little red, and he was out of breath.
At this moment.
The phone rang. Lu Xing glanced at the caller ID.
【Song Junzhu 27-year-old Psycho】
"Strange, it's not Saturday. Why is she calling me?"
But Lu Xing still answered the call.
Song Junzhu on the other end didn't speak. She had her principles, so Lu Xing could only be the one to speak first.
"Hello? Professor Song, good evening."
Something's not right.
Song Junzhu's hand, holding the wine glass, suddenly paused. She felt that Lu Xing's voice was too strange.
Out of breath, and a little hoarse. Why did it sound like he was...
"What are you doing!"
Song Junzhu's good mood vanished. She asked angrily, her words mixed with a sourness she herself didn't even notice.
Damn it!
What kind of new madness has this damn psycho come up with!
Lu Xing frowned, switched screens, took a photo, and sent it over, saying gently.
"Professor Song, I'm exercising. What's wrong?"
Song Junzhu was taken aback for a moment, looking at the photo Lu Xing had sent.
The youth's handsome face was flushed red, sweat dripping down, trickling down his neck, and finally disappearing into the towel hanging around his neck.
Looking at the background of the photo, it really was a gym.
Song Junzhu looked at the photo and subconsciously swallowed, her slender fingertips long-pressing the screen to save the image.
Why isn't she talking?
Lu Xing thought Song Junzhu had disconnected and asked again.
"Professor Song? Are you still there?"
"I've organized some college entrance exam materials for you. Go take a look yourself. Don't fail to get into Haicheng University and embarrass me!"
Song Junzhu's mind was full of Lu Xing's face. After throwing down this sentence with a slightly rushed tone, she hung up the phone directly.
Lu Xing: ???
The next second.
He received a compressed file sent from Song Junzhu.
After decompressing it, there was a folder for each subject: Chinese, Math, English, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology.
Clicking into them, the important knowledge points and past exam questions for each subject were all there.
There were even Song Junzhu's own predictions for this year's college entrance exam questions???
Lu Xing was shocked.
"Is this the execution power of a top student?"
He thought Song Junzhu was just coaxing him that day. He hadn't expected this psycho to actually keep her word.
So this is what it feels like to be carried by a top student.
Lu Xing was enlightened.
Who cares what kind of madness that psycho is up to!
It's free materials. It would be a waste not to take them.
Lu Xing found his good helper, AI, and generated a short essay.
After carefully checking it for any problems, he sent it directly to Song Junzhu.
Technology really changes lives!
But after waiting for three minutes, Song Junzhu didn't reply. Lu Xing couldn't be bothered to wait anymore.
"Whatever, she's probably busy. I'm going to bed too."
After exercising and taking a comfortable shower, Lu Xing lay on the big bed and fell into a deep sleep.
On the other side.
Song Junzhu's villa was dimly lit, with only a single phone screen glowing with a cool white light.
On it was a photo of a youth.
Song Junzhu stared at the photo on her phone, motionless.
She was already twenty-seven years old, and as the youngest professor at Haicheng University, her standards were incredibly high.
But–
When she saw this photo, Lu Xing's overwhelming and vigorous vitality still made her heart thump wildly!
"Saturday, I can see Lu Xing on Saturday."
"I can't look anymore! Sleep!"
Song Junzhu's legs went weak. She trembled as she went to the bathroom.
The next morning.
Song Junzhu found that her favorite set of expensive three-piece bedding was ruined.
...
The next day.
"Another refreshing day!"
Now, with each passing day, Lu Xing was one step closer to his day of freedom!
However, when he arrived at school and heard the new rumors about himself, he felt terrible.
"What?"
"Wei Qingyu and Xia Yeshuang had a confrontation on the playground because of me, and in the end, I, the scumbag, went to find a 'sister' from another school?"
After hearing Li Dachun's retelling, Lu Xing's eyes widened!
Who the fuck spread this rumor!
Li Dachun shrank his neck, took a big bite of bread, and said helplessly.
"Many people on the playground saw it yesterday. The first half is true, the second half is speculation."
When it comes to talk...
The most feared is this kind of half-truth, half-lie.
If you say it's the truth, well, there is a little bit of truth, but it's not all true.
Lu Xing's mind went numb. How did a normal school day turn into this strange kind of Shura field?
"They didn't start fighting, did they?"
And that person Wei Qingyu looks like she could ascend to immortality at any moment.
She could actually take the initiative to provoke Xia Yeshuang?
Li Dachun thought for a moment and shook his head.
"No."
"But Xing-xing, don't worry. If they start fighting, I'll definitely film it for you to see!"
(TL: Send me a copy as well!)
Lu Xing: ???
Holy f*ck!
That's really not what I meant!
I really don't like to watch women fight. Don't you dare frame me!
"Lu Xing! Old Ban wants you in her office!"
Hu Zhongzhong came in from outside with a gloating smile.
Li Dachun understood at a glance. "Damn it, this bastard went to snitch again."
"Why doesn't Demon Lord Li go find Wei Qingyu and Xia Yeshuang? You weren't even fucking involved in this!"
Lu Xing tore off half of Li Dachun's bread and stuffed it in his mouth, explaining.
"She doesn't dare to find Wei Qingyu, and she doesn't dare to find Xia Yeshuang. So of course, she can only come for me, right?"
Lu Xing showed a smile.
"Kicking me is like kicking cotton~~~"
As Lu Xing was passing by Wei Qingyu, the corner of his shirt was suddenly gently pulled.
Wei Qingyu's beautiful eyes were tinged with some red blood vessels, looking like she hadn't rested well last night.
"Sorry, I got you involved. I'll go with you."
Lu Xing shook his head, pried her hand off the corner of his shirt, same as usual.
"No need. I'll go by myself."
"Class hasn't started yet. You can catch up on some sleep."
Lu Xing left.
Wei Qingyu's eyes seemed to have flown away with him.
Wang Zhenzhen sighed from the side.
When will this child finally have a complete epiphany? Isn't this what being deeply in love looks like?!
You just keep holding it in. Sooner or later, you'll suffocate yourself!
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