Chapter 123 : Hard Pen Running Script Copybook
Chapter 123 : Hard Pen Running Script Copybook
Chapter 123: Hard Pen Running Script Copybook
“It's me. You and Sichuan Girl better keep your mouths shut and stop shouting around like loose waistbands on cotton pants, got it?”
“Otherwise what? Am I supposed to take the initiative, post a video to admit it, and then start livestreaming and selling goods?”
“Get lost. Let them search if they want to. If they find out, then I’ll admit it. If they don’t, I’ll pretend nothing happened.”
“As for our classmates, don’t bother with them. Let them talk if they want to. As long as you two keep quiet, it’s fine.”
Inside the living room, Lin Mo stood on the balcony taking a call, reminding Wang Chu not to go shouting everywhere. Although saving people was indeed a good thing, taking the initiative to admit it felt like he was demanding gratitude in return.
When he saved those people, he never thought of asking for any repayment, not even a thank you. At that moment, it was just a sudden impulse. As long as it didn’t cause trouble, that was the best result.
Besides, unlike Sichuan Girl who did self-media and needed traffic, being overexposed wasn’t good for him at all.
Firstly, there were no real benefits. Secondly, it could invite endless disturbances. Once all sorts of people started calling him, he would be annoyed to death.
Even now, within a short while, he had already answered several calls—Miss Yuan, Class Monitor Wang Jing, Brother Wang from the company, and Senior Brother Xiao Fan from the Chinese medicine hospital.
All of them had recognized him from the video online and called to confirm.
And that wasn’t even counting the WeChat messages from his college classmates and the noise in the class group chat.
If things were already like this, then if he actively admitted it, the outcome was obvious.
He knew he wasn’t cut out for making a living off self-media. Now that he had the shopping page, he didn’t need to put himself out there. All he had to do was lay low. Eventually, he would achieve financial freedom.
“How does it feel, suddenly becoming famous?”
Seeing him put down the phone, Liu Rushuang couldn’t help laughing, without mentioning how professional her wild 投抖+ moves just now had been.
“Don’t bring it up. All the acquaintances around me have seen it. Looks like I won’t get any peace in the next two days.” Lin Mo shook his head.
Even though he told Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl not to blab, there was no such thing as a wall that didn’t let air through. His face was perfectly clear in the video, and finding him was just a matter of time. The thought of his information being plastered online made him feel uncomfortable, even if it was for a good deed.
“What’s so bad about it? And the video turned out so handsome. The comment section already has people calling you the Excavator Department God. And the girls in the comments are being really bold with their words. If you opened an account, you’d gain a pile of female fans in no time.” Liu Rushuang grinned as she held up her phone.
In just a few hours, the word “excavator” had already become a hot search term, showing how massive the traffic was.
“Excavator? I might as well be a tractor. One of my friends does self-media, and the things the men say in his livestream are way bolder. Want to see?” Lin Mo shot her a glance.
Seeing him like that, Liu Rushuang covered her mouth and laughed softly. “Alright then. If you’re afraid of trouble, just turn off your phone these two days and hide at my place. In a few days when the heat dies down, you’ll be fine. What’s there to worry about?
Come on, help me with a massage. Once Su Su finishes washing up, let’s go to bed early.”
Hearing this, Lin Mo thought it over. Things had already come this far, so at worst he would just play dead. He rubbed his hands warm and massaged Liu Rushuang to ease her stomach.
These past two days, with medication and his massages, her condition had improved a lot. Even when she felt pain, her face no longer turned pale.
Half an hour later, Lin Mo returned to his room and checked the stock market. The situation looked excellent. His principal of 5.54 million had now grown to 6.094 million. The “Investment+” buff had started to kick in.
His gains for the day alone reached 550,000, and tomorrow’s would be even higher. Seeing such considerable income eased much of his earlier frustration.
Indeed, the only cure for sorrow was sudden wealth.
Making money brought happiness. And if making money didn’t bring you happiness, it only meant you weren’t making enough.
The next morning at 10 o’clock, inside Liu Rushuang’s office.
“You weren’t there yesterday, so you don’t know. If Mo hadn’t acted a second sooner, that mother and daughter wouldn’t have survived. He was really handsome when he drove the excavator to save them, but honestly, he was just as pathetic running away afterwards.
He said the car was stolen and was afraid of paying damages. When he found out the construction site belonged to my family’s project, he even wanted to go back and make off with something bigger. I’ve never seen anyone so timid!”
Miss Yuan chattered away about his glorious deeds yesterday. To someone who didn’t know better, it would sound like she had personally driven the excavator herself.
Liu Rushuang, meanwhile, listened with great interest. This was a version she hadn’t heard before. The video online hadn’t captured that part, and Lin Mo certainly wouldn’t tell his own embarrassing story. Who would have thought that the hero of the viral video “Excavator Brave Rescue of Trapped Mother and Daughter” had run off afterwards out of fear of compensation?
Sure enough, things online were always only one-sided.
As for Lin Mo, he was sitting at a table nearby, pen in hand, writing furiously, looking more like a leader than Liu Rushuang, who was the actual boss.
If he had been wearing an administrative jacket and narrow-framed glasses, he could have easily passed for a civil servant.
And the reason he was doing this was because of his shopping page that morning:
【Maxim Heavy Machine Gun; 300 bullets; Healing Maxim, Miracle Gatling; A doctor’s benevolence, a work of compassion; ¥8.4】
【Blue Cheese, one box; ready to eat upon opening; ¥2.64】
【Hard Pen Running Script Copybook; Master running script in one book, handwriting reflects the person; ¥3.68】
【Cooling Patches, 20 per box; refreshing summer, prevents heatstroke; ¥1.65】
Glancing through them, Lin Mo had quickly placed an order for the hard pen running script copybook.
Although in this heat he needed cooling patches more, he wasn’t a freshman enduring military training outdoors. If it was hot, he could just stay in air-conditioning. Even if he went outside, it was only a few steps.
But the copybook was different. Even though he had fewer chances to handwrite these days, who would dislike having beautiful handwriting?
His handwriting since childhood had been very average—not sloppy, but only barely legible. After entering college, he wrote even less, and his writing deteriorated further.
Especially last time when he went to the Academic Affairs Office to sign and collect his salary—seeing his own signature made him embarrassed.
That was when he realized: not writing for a long time truly made one’s handwriting uglier.
As for the heavy machine gun, he skipped it. The blue cheese even more so. Whoever picked that had to be a fool.
“Oh, so you’re practicing calligraphy now? Let me see.” Liu Rushuang leaned over curiously.
“Yuzhang, an ancient county; Hongdu, a new capital; under the constellations of Yi and Zhen… You’re practicing The Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng? Practicing calligraphy to calm the mind? Shouldn’t you be using a brush for that?”
Miss Yuan also leaned over, adding her jab: “What’s the point of that? My mom bought me loads when I was little. I even learned brush calligraphy. Now my writing still looks like a spider crawled across the page. Toss it!”
Hearing this, Lin Mo leaned away and shot her a glance. “Just because you can’t doesn’t mean I can’t. If you’re bad, practice more! As for you—” He gave Miss Yuan a once-over and added, “I’ve already mastered brush calligraphy. Ever heard of wild cursive? I’m very proficient!”
Miss Yuan immediately reached her hand into her skirt, only to pull out half a roasted yam. “Hmph, lucky for you!”
With that, she hurried to the sofa and took a few bites.
There was no need to guess—the taste had to be excellent. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been reluctant to share and would have already devoured it.
This gluttonous girl had one redeeming trait—an almost supernatural obsession with food. Nothing tasty ever went to waste. That was the only reason Lin Mo escaped her “punishment.”
Meanwhile, Liu Rushuang’s lips curved slightly, and she chuckled: “Wild cursive? Wrong pronunciation, isn’t it? I think it should be the fourth tone.”
Lin Mo: …
“Go away! I meant proper wild cursive. You’re the one with four tones!”
But Liu Rushuang raised an eyebrow and asked back, “Proper, huh? Then why were you staring at me when you said it, even looking me up and down? Tell me, what exactly were you looking at?”
Yuan Meng, biting her roasted yam, interjected: “Looking for where to start, obviously.”
Both of them: …
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