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This is a reference to a very famous sketch from the CCTV New Year's Gala, which is the most-watched television event in China. The specific sketch is called "Selling Crutches".
In the sketch, a con artist is trying to trick a healthy man into believing his leg is disabled and that he needs to buy his crutches. To "diagnose" the man, the con artist performs a series of ridiculous tests.
The number 540 comes from a different part of the same series of sketches where the con artist is selling a fake wheelchair.
He asks his accomplice how much the parts cost, and the accomplice replies with a coded number that sounds like a price but is actually a secret message. The victim overhears this and gets tricked.
The number 540 has become a famous punchline from these skits, instantly recognizable to almost any Chinese person.
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"This is a constant-temperature swimming pool. It won't be cold."
"Someone comes to take care of it every day. The water is also very clean. Do you want to try it?"
Seeing Lu Xing stumble in and look completely stunned, Song Junzhu took the initiative to explain.
At this moment, the sunlight fell on the surface of the swimming pool, sparkling.
Song Junzhu was wearing a two-piece swimsuit, her seaweed-like long hair soaked and slicked back.
Water droplets slid down her straight, fair collarbones. She was like a bewitching mermaid, her pair of peach-blossom eyes staring at Lu Xing with a watery gaze.
Heh.
In the face of such beauty, Lu Xing's defenses were broken, and he sneered in his heart.
'Who asked you?!'
Who asked you?!
Do I really want to know?
Do I really want to know that this is a constant-temperature swimming pool?
Do I really want to know that this courtyard perfectly meets the conditions for a modern person to live in seclusion?
His defenses were broken.
Truly broken!
This house perfectly fulfilled Lu Xing's fantasy of living in seclusion.
Convenient transportation, a spacious courtyard, and wifi.
'Who the fuck decreed that seclusion must be in the deep mountains!'
Hmm?
Song Junzhu was confused.
She was wearing a swimsuit that Zhang Yue had hand-picked for her. It was neither revealing nor conservative, and particularly beautiful.
'Why was Lu Xing not reacting?'
Song Junzhu looked down at her own chest. This is also quite nice.
She couldn't figure it out, so she asked directly, "What's wrong? Did you not sleep well? Do you want to take a nap?"
Holy f*ck!
Lu Xing was shocked.
A nap?
Why is Professor Song suddenly having such a maternal outburst? She's even letting him take a nap?
No, no, no.
As a qualified professional simp, his broken defenses just now were already a serious work accident. To go to sleep now would be even more impossible!
Lu Xing put down the schoolbag on his shoulder and walked to the edge of the swimming pool with light steps.
Song Junzhu didn't know what he was going to do, but she still slowly swam to the edge of the pool, looking up at him from the water.
'A professional simp's professional quality—don't let the client look up to you.'
And so.
Lu Xing squatted down.
He smiled and stared into Song Junzhu's eyes. The hand behind his back suddenly reached out in front of her.
"Good morning, Professor Song."
A magnolia flower was noble and beautiful in the morning sun.
The youth on the shore offered a flower. The arrogant mermaid was silent for a moment, then reached out her hand and firmly held the flower.
Hehe.
As expected of me!
Lu Xing observed Professor Song's expression and knew that she would definitely like it.
He was relieved.
'Praise Auntie Wen!'
Mainly because there were no security guards in Auntie Wen's garden.
His leg was lame now. He really couldn't outrun a security guard.
"Thank you."
Song Junzhu really liked this casually elegant magnolia flower. Even the corners of her mouth held a faint smile.
Feeling the violent tremor of her heart, she thought, Zhang Yue was right.
She had indeed met true love.
Song Junzhu lay on a floating tray in the water. The usually arrogant person was now like a big cat that had been petted.
"Are you really not coming in? It's very comfortable."
"No, no. I'll just stay here with you. I don't like swimming."
Lu Xing smiled and sat down by the side of the pool.
Alright.
Since Lu Xing was unwilling to come down, Song Junzhu didn't want to force him.
Song Junzhu pointed to the empty space on the side.
"I've had someone tidy that up. You can plant some plants or vegetables you like."
"The privacy and greenery here are very good. The floors of the houses are not high, and the decoration is on the warmer side. I've put a table and a reclining chair for you on the terrace. If you're tired from studying there, you can look at the scenery. And..."
'That old Chinese medicine doctor had said that Lu Xing's spirit was too tense.'
Song Junzhu thought and thought.
Her previous villa's decoration style was not good. It looked cold and oppressive, cold and impersonal.
Mm.
'It's better to change houses'
This mansion was not as oppressive as a skyscraper. The atmosphere was leisurely, the greenery was particularly good, and the transportation was also convenient.
The more Song Junzhu looked at it, the better she felt.
Wait.
Not right!
Lu Xing listened to Song Junzhu's continuous chattering and was completely dumbfounded.
No, bro.
'You changed houses. Why are you introducing it to me?'
Damn it!
'Your wealth has hurt me, hey!'
Stop! Stop! Boo-hoo~~~
After listening to Professor Song's introduction of the house and the arrangements for him, Lu Xing's envious tears flowed from his mouth.
Seeing Lu Xing not speaking, the usually autocratic and eternal Song Tiandi rarely asked.
(TL: A grandiose, self-given title.)
"Do you think this arrangement is okay?"
Hmm?
Lu Xing felt that Song Junzhu had completely gone crazy today.
Am I satisfied?
'Is this a matter of whether I'm satisfied or not?'
'I'm still waiting for you to assign me tasks, and you're asking me if I'm satisfied?'
Lu Xing thought for a moment and immediately said, "Satisfied, satisfied."
He widened his eyes, showing an innocent and amazed look.
"I particularly like this house. It's quiet, leisurely, and very convenient. I also like the decoration style very much."
This was the truth.
He really liked it!
"You like it? Then it's yours."
"Oh... huh???"
Song Junzhu's breezy sentence made Lu Xing shiver all over.
No.
What did you say?
Mine???
Damn it.
It has appeared!
A gift more expensive than a full-diamond watch has appeared!
Sigh...
'How could Sis Kate dare to accept this!'
Lu Xing didn't dare to accept it, and he also thought Song Junzhu was joking. So he frowned with conflict and said with a bitter look.
"Professor Song, can you please stop teasing me?"
Song Junzhu was taken aback for a moment, then sighed faintly in her heart. It seems it's still too early to give these things.
Alright.
She couldn't bear to see Lu Xing like this, so she said with a faint smile.
"Just kidding. This place is only for rent, not for sale."
Lu Xing was obviously relieved. He chatted with Song Junzhu for a while on some unimportant topics.
Lu Xing was fine, but Song Junzhu fell into a dilemma.
When she was chatting with Lu Xing, this person didn't even look down at the water?
Zhang Yue had said.
To cultivate feelings with a man, you must first make him interested or sexually interested in you.
But Song Junzhu clearly knew that her life was so boring.
The former was directly passed. Then only the latter was left.
But if Lu Xing didn't look, what was the point of her cosplaying a mermaid here in broad daylight!
How could she cultivate feelings like this!
Song Junzhu frowned, somewhat regretting not having studied psychology in advance.
"What's wrong, Professor Song? Have you been in the water for too long?"
Seeing Professor Song frown, Lu Xing immediately stood up, holding a towel in his left hand and a bathrobe in his right.
Sigh.
Song Junzhu glanced at Lu Xing faintly.
"I'm coming up."
Song Junzhu, like a mermaid, broke through the resistance of the water and walked ashore, causing a splash of water.
Hiss.
Lu Xing quickly glanced at Song Junzhu's attire, then immediately averted his gaze and draped the towel over her shoulder.
'So, so, so long legs!'
As expected.
'What a combination,' Lu Xing thought. 'Only she could be a supermodel, a professor, and a psycho all at the same time.'
Song Junzhu wiped the water from her body with the towel. Lu Xing, on the other hand, pulled the tray and took out the books and documents from it.
"Wait a moment."
Song Junzhu suddenly jolted, turned around, and swiftly took the document from Lu Xing's hand.
Lu Xing: ???
Song Junzhu asked nervously.
"What did you see?"
Lu Xing said honestly.
"I saw a very complicated musical score. I'm sorry, I don't know anything about music."
Song Junzhu said even more honestly.
"This is a math problem."
Lu Xing: ...
I hate you.
You make me look like a desperate illiterate!!!
Lu Xing deeply repented. He had still underestimated Song Junzhu's level of knowledge.
"You really didn't see clearly?"
Song Junzhu asked again, muttering to herself.
Lu Xing smiled helplessly. "Professor Song, I wanted to see, but I couldn't understand."
Other things he could do if he gritted his teeth, but math problems, he couldn't do even if he gritted his teeth to pieces!
Song Junzhu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked.
"How much for three cups of palace jade liquor?"
"...540 yuan."
(TL: A coded question and answer from a famous Chinese sketch comedy. The specific sketch is called "Selling Crutches" (卖拐 ). For a better explanation read the translation notes at the bottom of the chapter.)
"Mm, you can go."
Song Junzhu was relieved. She put on her bathrobe and walked into the house with her long legs.
Leaving Lu Xing alone, disheveled in the wind.
'What's wrong with this person'
Lu Xing had only thought that Song Junzhu was a rich second-generation professor. But combined with Song Junzhu's nervousness just now...
Holy f*ck!
'She's not secretly cooperating with the country on some project, is she?'
'It doesn't seem impossible, huh?'
Emmm.
Hehe.
Lu Xing was happy.
'My client is a civil servant!'
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