novelraw Chapter 119 : Did I Become Lü Xiaobu
Chapter 119 : Did I Become Lü Xiaobu
Chapter 119: Did I Become Lü Xiaobu? Snake?
In the end, Wang Jing invited Wang Chu to eat at a seafood buffet, which made Wang Chu extremely happy. He had thought they were just going to grab a quick bite in the cafeteria.
During the meal, Wang Jing would occasionally bring up the matter of Zhao Tingting. For one, this incident had caused a huge stir in school these past two days. After all, it had even alarmed the “Uncle with the Hat,” making it quite the hot topic.
For another, she wanted to finally confirm what Wang Chu really thought in his heart.
Although Class Monitor Wang Jing seemed rather straightforward and bold in personality, when it came to emotions, she was actually quite reserved, not much different from other girls.
The reason she liked Wang Chu dated back to their sophomore year, when the two of them participated in the sports meet. Since every class was strictly required to register a certain number of people and events, she had no choice but to sign up for the 3000-meter run herself. After all, she was the class monitor.
Not every school had students eagerly signing up for sports meets. Even when credits were given, many still didn’t want to go—especially for long-distance running events. Who would risk their life for just a handful of credits?
When not enough students volunteered, tasks had to be forcibly assigned.
Three thousand meters—not to mention for a girl, even for a boy it was exhausting. And Wang Jing was not someone with great stamina to begin with.
As expected, after more than half the race, her body stiffened, and she collapsed flat on the track. Coincidentally, Wang Chu was nearby, preparing for the shot put event.
When he saw his class monitor fall, Wang Chu rushed over to help her up and, together with other classmates, sent her to the infirmary.
To him, it was just a small incident, something he didn’t even keep in mind. But Wang Jing remembered.
Sometimes, young people’s affection was born from such chance moments.
But because of a girl’s reserve, nothing came of it. Later, when she keenly sensed that Wang Chu seemed to like Zhao Tingting, she decided to bury this secret deep in her heart. Unexpectedly, things took a turn.
When Zhao Tingting ran into her own problems, Wang Jing began to think differently. After much deliberation, she confided in her roommate, He Xiaoyue.
Her roommate was very surprised but encouraged her to give it a try. After all, they were already in their senior year, with autumn recruitment just around the corner. If she missed her chance now, it might truly be gone.
After long thought, Wang Jing finally decided to make an effort, at least so she wouldn’t have regrets. That was why today’s event happened.
“By the way, now that you’re so free, what do you guys usually do in your dorm? Play games? And that Lin Mo kid—though it’s not my first time seeing him, isn’t his change way too big?”
During the meal, Wang Jing suddenly brought up their dormitory, which made Wang Chu freeze on the spot.
“Uh—”
“What’s wrong?” Seeing his expression, Wang Jing asked curiously.
Scratching his head, Wang Chu said, “Our dorm is fine, I guess. But Old Mo really has changed a lot. Not just his looks, even his habits. Now he exercises every morning. As for Sichuan Girl… let’s not talk about her.”
After all, how could he say that in their dorm of three, one had started crossdressing livestreams and become a big internet celebrity, another was freeloading off a girl, and only he himself was “normal”?
At Chengyue Community, Sichuan Girl was livestreaming and linking up with another female streamer.
“Shiya, pull your skirt up a little. You’re showing more than me, and I’m an actual woman! If I dressed like that, I’d have been banned ages ago. So unfair!”
A female streamer with over a million followers wailed.
Li Shiya: “I can’t pull it any higher. I’m afraid I won’t be able to cover anything down there!”
Indeed, best left unmentioned—Wang Chu was absolutely right.
By noon, the Yongjie Trident gathered together.
“Tonight after work, we’ll carry out Blind Date Plan 1.0. First, spruce yourself up—haircut, suitable outfit. Next, practice the Three-Wave True Words. I’ll provide the specific props. Finally, tonight I’ll take some photos of you to decorate your Moments, and we’ll see how she reacts.”
Miss Yuan was passionately laying out her battle plan, while Zhang Wei listened with rapt attention.
As for Lin Mo, he was still digging away, humming to himself.
“Stop singing already! Are you even listening to me?” Miss Yuan slammed the table angrily.
This was her fun. Anyone who tried to deprive her of fun—she would make them into her fun instead.
Lin Mo: …
Damn, still three times to go. These prerequisites were so tough—and a little socially humiliating.
“Ahem, Yuan, do you really think this will work? And isn’t the Three-Wave True Words more for dating? They’re just meeting for a blind date, not at the dating stage yet.” Lin Mo said helplessly.
He felt it was unreliable. And if Zhang Wei actually followed this plan, what could they really learn?
“You know nothing. Tomorrow, Ah Wei’s main task is to put on a show. If that girl has problems, you think I wouldn’t see it?
And you—don’t just sit idle. If the girl brings a wingwoman, you’ll step in and split the battlefield so we can annihilate them in one blow.” Miss Yuan waved her hand, brushing off his doubts.
“Wingwoman? So I’m supposed to be Lü Xiaobu? Snake?”
Lin Mo looked at Zhang Wei, utterly incredulous.
Zhang Wei: “Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, B, A—I don’t know how to fly a plane. I’m counting on you!”
Lin Mo: …
“Come on, bro, you’re really going with her plan? Let me tell you now—I don’t know how to fly a plane either!”
At that, Miss Yuan shot him a sideways glance and scoffed, “Aren’t men born knowing how to fly planes?”
“Who said that?”
“Ah Wei just said it—‘up, up, down, down’.”
Zhang Wei: …
Lin Mo: …
“I suddenly feel that even without me and my sword, Zhang Wei could annihilate the enemy on his own. Can I opt out of this mission?”
Suddenly, he realized that joining this battle plan might not be such a good thing. Who knew what kind of devilish scenarios might pop up?
And with Miss Yuan’s unreliable strategies, it was probably like the Kongtong Sect’s Seven Injuries Fist—first injure yourself, then injure others.
As soon as he said this, a multipurpose wrench for car repairs was placed on the table in front of him.
“I’ll go, I’ll definitely go.”
No kidding. At worst, he’d just lose face. But if he didn’t go, he might not even see tomorrow’s sunrise.
“Mm, that’s more like it.” Miss Yuan picked up the wrench, shoved it behind her back, and it vanished instantly.
A divine skill—simply divine. Lin Mo even thought Miss Yuan could make a living just by livestreaming this trick on Douyin.
Wasn’t this way more fun than Sichuan Girl’s crossdressing? After all, there were plenty of crossdressing guys online. But someone who could pull all sorts of objects from under their skirt? He hadn’t seen that before.
After lunch, the three returned to the company. The entire afternoon passed uneventfully, with Miss Yuan curled up in her office playing games.
Lin Mo gave Liu Rushuang a massage and bone-setting session, then slipped out to check the stock market. In front of his master, Old Wang, he dug away three more times, finally completing the prerequisite.
The price… was being stared at like an idiot by Old Wang for half a day, making his face burn with embarrassment.
But Heaven rewards the diligent. As humiliating as that prerequisite was, the reward proved equally rich.
Lin Mo sat at the computer for nearly ten minutes before he adjusted, now with the knowledge of operating various models of excavators in his mind.
In fact, even if he didn’t study anymore, he could now walk onto any construction site and be considered a master. It would be beneath him not to earn several hundred yuan a day.
If he operated a heavy excavator, daily earnings of over a thousand wouldn’t be a dream. The only pity was that he couldn’t easily find someone to test his skills on right now, which made his hands itch.
Before he knew it, it was quitting time. After saying goodbye to Liu Rushuang, the three drove toward Zhang Wei’s community to check his wardrobe. Miss Yuan wanted to personally style him.
Zhang Wei’s neighborhood was remote, right beside a demolition site.
But before they even reached the entrance, they saw thick black smoke billowing out, with a crowd gathered around.
“Damn, Wei-ge, I think your place is on fire!” Lin Mo exclaimed.
Zhang Wei: “Maybe it’s just my community that’s on fire. Doesn’t mean it’s my building.”
The three quickly got out of the car. With his huge frame, Zhang Wei squeezed through the crowd with great difficulty, and the next second—
“Crap, it really is my place… next door?”
The other two: …