"Punishment" may be delayed, but it will inevitably arrive.
For Tang Hua, who is neither obedient nor well-behaved, Lu Qing's response is—
To go directly to her home and teach her a lesson.
First, break her defenses, making her realize that lying is wrong and that lies woven with lies will ultimately backfire.
The second step is to educate her. After tearing off her disguise, inform her that if she has any issues in the future, she can seek help from him immediately.
instead of hiding at home in isolation, even waiting to be discovered by Wen Le before notifying him about a test for a character model.
"Seriously. What's the deal?"
Lu Qing put away his phone, muttering to himself: "This should teach you a lesson."
Given the nature of the female bodhisattva, she would absolutely not accept such an excessive proposal.
She is an ultimate beauty, an absolute stunner.
He is her boss, and he made a slightly over-the-line request.
If she were truly as she pretends to be—a 38-year-old uncle—then his request would be perfectly reasonable, even very appropriate.
After all, the artist's equipment is at home, and going to his place to address work details on-site, with two men, would naturally raise no concerns.
But Tang Hua is different.
Tang Hua is probably in a state of extreme confusion right now, unsure of how to respond to this message.
A 20,000 yuan order, with the final payment even requiring an additional several thousand yuan.
Faced with such temptation, would she refuse?
Lu Qing glanced out the window—
He smirked:
"The rain today is really heavy."
…
The sun soon emerged.
A clear sky replaced the sudden rain,
revealing the blue that had been hidden by the clouds.
Bai Xing, in room 1902 of Dongyang Residence, was holding her phone, rolling around on the bed.
Her gaze lingered on the WeChat ID labeled "Old Man," pondering whether to send a message to disturb him.
It was Saturday.
She had just bought breakfast and it had rained for a while.
Now that the rain had stopped, it was about time to go to the hospital.
But she was a bit curious about what her senior was doing.
Earlier, she had eavesdropped through the crack of his door and faintly heard the sound of rapid typing,
as if he was writing something?
In any case, as long as he wasn't cozying up with his sister, that was good.
"Hmph, it seems Su Ling isn't that formidable at home either!"
The girl's heart swelled with confidence, her boldness growing:
"I bet you two haven't even slept in the same bed, let alone the same room! Haha, I was overthinking it. Su Ling, it seems you're just bluffing in front of me! Just wait, I'll find a way to overtake you! You better watch out! Hehehe!"
For some reason, Bai Xing, having received a bit of pampering from her senior, became increasingly confident.
She was no longer as hesitant as before,
no longer feeling suffocated when alone in her room.
With her senior around, everything was better.
The girl thought this to herself.
"Well, I'll send a probing message to my senior."
She lay on the bed, her creamy white silk-covered feet dangling upside down, a mischievous smile on her face as she typed "Probing Message" into the chat box.
The so-called "Probing Message" was meant to determine if Su Ling was by his side through his reply.
If his reply was slow/restrained/distant,
then it was almost certain that someone was monitoring him, making it impossible for him to speak freely.
This was unfavorable for Bai Xing.
It was "unfriendly."
In any case, first, probe.
If there was an opportunity, she would invite him out to reduce the time he spent with Su Ling.
Hehe~
Bai Xing quickly typed:
[Senior, how's the group project PPT coming along? There are only 5 days left before the presentation.]
—"Probing Message."
About 3 minutes later, Lu Qing replied:
[Working on it, will finish today. No need to write a speech draft, I'll improvise.]
"…Wow."
As expected of her senior, he could handle a speech off the cuff.
Being teammates with such a person was truly reassuring.
Bai Xing's face unconsciously showed a smile, faintly feeling that her senior seemed quite natural today.
So she went further,
"Probing·Two."
[Senior, you're so amazing! Then… when will we work on my project?]
After sending this message, Bai Xing felt a bit anxious.
If, if Su Ling was by his side, seeing this message would inevitably raise questions.
Not only did she compliment him ambiguously, but she also asked a private question—
a question related to a project involving just the two of them, excluding his sister.
This would undoubtedly bring trouble and discomfort to her senior, making it a risky move.
But if her senior replied…
It would mean that Su Ling wasn't by his side, not even on his lap or anywhere else.
Based on that, inviting him out wouldn't be unrealistic.
Lu Qing:
[Tomorrow. Today I need to work on some of my own stuff. Don't worry, I've already thought of your character design, and the modeling for the character model is in the testing phase. If my calculations are correct, it can be deployed after next Sunday. At that time, you'll have a super "Prototype" that will crush all others. Just wait and see.]
"???"
This message left Bai Xing stunned.
What does it mean?
"What does it mean, what does it mean?!"
Crushing all others?
Super "Prototype"? What is that?
The girl's little head was overloaded, her CPU a bit stuck.
But it wasn't hard to understand. Her senior was probably saying that he had prepared an "ultimate" character model for her and that it had already entered the "mom testing phase."
She knew that Lu Qing never boasted about anything.
If he said "crushing all others," then it really might be something extraordinary.
"Woc, did he spend a lot of money on this for me?!!"
The girl opened her small mouth, wanting to ask but hesitating.
Curious, but not sure how to ask outright.
"Ahhh… the more I think about it, the more likely it seems!"
"Senior… does he secretly go all out for me?"
"Does he really want to push me to the top?!" He, he doesn't show it on the surface at all!!"
A bit confused.
Completely confused.
Bai Xing didn't know what kind of position she held in Lu Qing's heart.
But she had a vague feeling that,
even if she couldn't compare to Su Ling, she certainly wasn't miles behind.
Otherwise, why would he agree to her capricious demands and secretly spend money on a character model for her?
Does he really want to be my old man?
Or does he…
Have a bit of "that" for me?
The girl muttered to herself, her little face red, and changed the note of "Old Man" to "Boyfriend."
Thinking about it, she felt it wasn't precise enough, so she changed it back to "Rented Senior."
Yes, day by day, she could change Lu Qing's notes eight hundred times.
Such is the heart of a young girl.
A few seconds later.
Bai Xing still felt the matter was significant and couldn't calm down.
She didn't know what to reply.
Just anxious:
"...Uh, this is bad. If I don't perform well after receiving his heavily invested character model, or if I can't bring out its full value, that would be terrible! Absolutely not! I... Oh right, I also need to improve my professional skills! I can't let him down!"
Suddenly, a huge sense of crisis swept over her, causing the girl to suddenly jump up and leave the cozy, soft double bed.
"Um, I haven't practiced my voice in a few days. Once I start broadcasting, my voice won't be at its best. This won't do. I have to prepare in advance."
Her expression was serious,
"Also, it should be fine to visit grandma later today. I just called her, and her mental state seems pretty good. Plus, the chemotherapy fees seem to be able to be paid in half a month, so… so I still have time to prepare! Yes, I must make a significant income for senior on my first broadcast and use that money to fill the first hole in the hospital expenses. Absolutely."
Bai Xing made up her mind, suddenly feeling that even the huge gap in medical expenses wasn't a big deal in front of her.
After all, with senior's strong support, no matter what, this hurdle would definitely be overcome.
She was full of confidence.
So she decided to prioritize strengthening her voice acting skills and temporarily give up on coaxing her senior out to play.
Compared to endless greed for romance, it's indeed more important to have your crush truly acknowledge you from the bottom of their heart!
Sow long-term plans to reap big rewards.
Before pouncing on the senior, you must make him wholeheartedly submit to you.
"A sense of substantial crisis."
...
...
Clearly.
Just like her, someone who also felt this "crisis" was
Tang Hua, who had already forgotten how she floated back to the downstairs of her home.
"Crap."
With a shaky hand, she sent her home address to her boss.
Completely, utterly thought she was still dreaming... She didn't consider anything else.
"This is bad."
More than 20 minutes had passed since the message was sent,
trying to recall it now was pure fantasy.
The boss had already received the location message【Dongyang Residence Building X, Room X】.
And replied, "Got it, we'll meet at 1 PM next Sunday. I checked, it's not far from my place, I'll leave 30 minutes early. You don't need to prepare anything."
"......"
Tang Hua read this line over and over dozens of times.
Muttering, chanting, reading backwards, reading forwards, staring at it, reading each word one by one.
No misunderstanding,
【The boss, is coming to my home.】
【The boss, is coming to find me.】
【To my place where even bugs won't want to live, to catch me.】
This kind of thing...
Ah...
No way...
Not that,
It's fine if it happens, but... ah... give me some time to prepare...
Tang Hua clutched her hair, her mind in turmoil.
"Speaking of... my old, decrepit haunted building compared to the boss's platinum apartment, there's no comparison at all... not even mentioning them together is a kind of disrespect and blasphemy..."
"Why did he suddenly want to come to my place... why did I suddenly send my address...?"
"Am I that desperate... that eager to see the boss, that eager to drag the boss into my home..."
Wait,
wait.
Suddenly, Tang Hua thought of the layout of her room.
"......"
865 photos of the boss...
Piles of trash and cardboard boxes, with the occasional cockroach...
A dark, cramped space, even the toilet can't fit two people.
A large bed in the corner, the center of the room is a workstation and shooting point.
A huge wardrobe against the wall, leaving no space for anything else.
"There's no way I can clean up the room in a week...!"
Wait.
"If, if the boss comes to my place..."
"Won't he have to share the air in these ten square meters with me...?"
Huh?!
Tang Hua shivered suddenly.
Her pure, beautiful face flushed with both shyness and anticipation.
Flustered and excited.
She even accidentally wandered onto the motorway.
The taxi driver rolled down the window and cursed her out a few times.
"Oh... humans are really strict."
She muttered.
Then she quickly darted into the residential area.
Looking up at the sky.
The sky was clear.
The clouds hadn't dispersed.
However,
"Today is really a good day."
Tang Hua thought,
imagining the fantasy scene of meeting the boss.
"Then, let's live a few more days."
She smiled sweetly.
...
...
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
