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Chapter 250 The Steps of a Pre-Qin Lady

People are becoming increasingly abstract these days. The Sichuan girl is quite popular now, but with fame comes controversy. When she was a blogger, although there were some criticisms online, she could ignore them. Firstly, her influence was small and didn't have much impact. Secondly, if she cared about everyone's voice, she wouldn't be able to be a self-media creator at all.

But things are different now. A blogger with 200 million followers, while not a top streamer, is still a significant number, even if you add them all up across the entire internet.

With his newfound popularity, naturally more people are keeping an eye on him. Fortunately, it's currently the National Day holiday, and Chuanmei (his wife) is home and unable to do live streams. The only videos she updates are old ones from her archives.

Otherwise, the buzz would probably be even greater. Even so, he still receives so many private messages every day that he can't possibly read them all. It's understandable that he encounters a few oddballs.

Now, the private messages on Chuanmei's back-end are all kinds of things. Most of them are messages from fans, a small number are from advertisers, MC companies, individuals seeking jobs, etc. There is nothing you can't think of that can't be found in her private message area.

Lin Mo didn't know how he ended up chatting with this abstract fan. He felt that Chuanmei had been corrupted by the other party's sweet talk. The other party must have promised some benefits, and it was even possible that she had already accepted them.

However, none of this concerns him. It's Chuanmei's own business. Whether she does better in the future or collapses halfway, it's her own choice. All Lin Mo needs to do is take care of himself.

He felt more and more strongly that it was true not to interfere in other people's lives and careers after returning home.

In the evening, Lin Mo grabbed something to eat outside and returned to continue his preliminary tasks. Director Wang didn't come over again. He didn't know if the class monitor had given him a clue about lunch or if he was too tired to continue. There was no word from him. If he hadn't seen the class monitor update his WeChat Moments with a picture of the two of them having dinner, he would have thought Director Wang had been trained to death.

'Click-clack, click-clack!'

Lin Mo held the fidget spinner Yuanbao in his hand, pressing it every now and then. The crisp sound effectively reduced the anxiety caused by watching two cartoons at three times the speed at the same time.

At 10 p.m., Lin Mo turned off his computer and tablet, and put the fidget spinner Yuanbao into the glass display case in the living room.

At the same time, he took out a transparent plastic box from his backpack, inside which were various candies wrapped in rainbow paper.

It was the box that Jiang Xia had left for him. When he returned from Nancheng, he had put away all his belongings and placed them at the bottom of the box, but he brought this box of candy with him.

Open the box, take out one, and carefully place the rest in the glass display case after closing the lid.

Unwrapping the candy, Lin Mo popped a pink candy ball into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste was quite nice. He waved the candy wrapper in front of the glass display case and chuckled softly:
"I ate it, it tasted good. Goodnight, old classmate, don't worry about me!"

As the living room lights went out, at the same time, in Lin Mo's room next door in Jiangning, a gentle breeze blew in, opening the high school Chinese textbook placed in front of the window.

It just so happens to stop at the page of "The Brocade Zither".

The brocade zither has fifty strings for no reason, each string and bridge a thought of bygone years; Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, and the Emperor Wang's heart was entrusted to the cuckoo.

The moon shines brightly over the vast sea, pearls seem to weep; the sun warms the fields of Lantian, jade seems to emit smoke. This feeling can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was already a regret.

Jiang Xia left her mark on this page, which was also what she wanted to say at the time.

Those wonderful things and experiences can only exist in memories now. I just didn't cherish them at the time, thinking it was just an ordinary afternoon.

Therefore, what sustained her through the vast and beautiful landscapes of China after graduating from high school was her golden years of youth.

The last remaining rose petal was pressed forlornly between the pages of the book. A gentle breeze stirred, causing the petal to tremble slightly, just as...

At the Yellow Crane's Broken Rock, is my old friend still here? The old mountains and rivers are all filled with new sorrows. I want to buy some osmanthus flowers to carry with me, but it doesn't feel like the days of my youth.

The next morning, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, a festival for family reunions. However, with the development of society, this festival seems to have lost its importance.

Just like Lin Mo, who ran back to school before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In the past, transportation was underdeveloped, but nowadays, it's very convenient to go home whenever you want, so there's naturally less homesickness.

Of course, it's also possible that he's not old enough to leave school and enter society, becoming a beast of burden far from home, so he naturally wouldn't have such feelings.

Back at school, his routine naturally returned to normal, but the school was deserted, with most students on holiday and not yet back.

Lin Mo finished his morning exercise alone on the playground, but when he was having breakfast at the back gate of the school, he ran into Director Wang and Class Monitor Wang.

Good morning, you two.

"Good morning, Lin Mo," the class monitor greeted him with a smile.

As for Director Wang, he was eating breakfast with a grimace, looking completely listless.

"Wow, your breakfast is so light?" Lin Mo asked in surprise, looking at the breakfast on the two people's table.

In front of each of them was a bowl of soy milk, two eggs, half a boiled corn cob, and a tomato. That was all.

There seemed to be a lot of food, but none of it felt like it would fill me up.

“There’s nothing I can do, he’s trying to lose weight. But what did you feed him yesterday? Why did his weight not change after he exercised last night, and even increase by 2 ounces?” Wang Jing suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo immediately raised his hand: "I swear, yesterday Director Wang ate exactly what you said, nothing else!"

"Fine, I'll believe you. But today, his meals must be under my watchful eye. You're not allowed to call him to eat, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo nodded repeatedly, then exchanged a glance with Director Wang beside him and shook his head. It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I really can't!

"Boss, one bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, two beef pies, one egg, one sesame ball, and I'll serve myself the pickled vegetables," Lin Mo called out to the boss.

Soon, Lin Mo carried his lavish breakfast over to join the table, but after thinking about it, he felt guilty and sat down at the table next to him. He was afraid that Director Wang would get so hungry that he would turn into a zombie and steal his breakfast.

Of course, the most important thing was the platoon leader's sharp eyes, which made him feel intimidated and he didn't dare to go over and provoke Director Wang's sensitive nerves.

"Ahem, class monitor, your workouts have been going well these past few days. You look like you've lost a lot of weight," Lin Mo quickly said to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the class monitor's expression immediately improved, and he smiled and said, "It's alright, I've only lost 7 pounds and 4 ounces."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo gave a thumbs up: "Amazing! You've lost the weight of a child! The adults are safe and sound!"

Class monitor: ? ? ?
"Ahem, never mind," Lin Mo coughed twice and buried his head in his rice.

Your description is so detailed, it's hard not to think of a pregnant woman coming out of the delivery room. The baby weighed 7 pounds 4 ounces, and both mother and child are safe and sound—it's simply wonderful. "Speaking of which, Lin Mo, why don't you work out a bit? Even though your face has improved, you can't neglect your body. If you could develop eight-pack abs, you'd truly be a god-like man. Maybe your rich girlfriend would like that type?"

"If we don't work hard now, we might get dumped someday," said Wang Jing, the class monitor, suddenly changing her tone.

In her opinion, Lin Mo needed to develop a good physique more than Wang Chu, while Wang Chu's main purpose in exercising was simply to lose weight.

Firstly, he is indeed a bit overweight now, and secondly, being overweight is not good for one's health. If they both lose weight together, they can not only become better together, but also cultivate their relationship, especially the latter, which is the most important.

On the other hand, Lin Mo has a goddess-level girlfriend who is also a rich woman. He should seize the opportunity and live off her for the rest of his life.

As a woman, Wang Jing knew very well that although not all women liked men with eight-pack abs, having abs was definitely a plus, and this kind of physique was most suitable for men who lived off women.

Lin Mo is just an ordinary male college student who hasn't graduated yet and might not even be able to find a job. He's finally got this opportunity, so he definitely has to seize it.

Having a pretty face is nothing; you also need a great figure to win over a rich woman's heart.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo nearly choked on his congee with preserved egg and lean pork. What the hell is this? It's coming at me!

"No, I don't want to eat grass every day. Besides, do I look like someone who lives off a woman? Can't we just be attracted to each other?" Lin Mo asked, pointing to himself.

Upon hearing this, Director Wang and Wang Jing exchanged a glance and then nodded firmly.

"You're still living off a woman, aren't you? Tell me, how can a college student from an average family with an average education, who hasn't graduated yet and has no source of income, attract a goddess-level girlfriend, and a rich woman at that? Is she out of her mind, coming to you specifically to help her out?" Director Wang had long been dissatisfied with Lin Mo's behavior of keeping all the money to himself, and he went straight for the kill.

Squad leader Wang Jing nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right. And I heard from Director Wang that the rich woman buys you clothes and gives you watches worth hundreds of thousands. Doesn't that count as living off a woman?"

Lin Mo:
You know what, you really know what, he was speechless.

"Alright, I shouldn't have said anything. Anyway, I'm not going to exercise. You two keep it up and try to help Director Wang lose weight as soon as possible," Lin Mo said contentedly after taking a bite of the beef pie.

Just kidding, Liu Ruyan is nothing compared to him. Is she worth him eating grass every day to work on his abs? He earned his money through his own abilities, okay?

If I've made so much money, what's the point if I can't eat whatever I want? I can live without wealth and status, but if I can't enjoy the good life, then life is meaningless. I might as well find a good day, dig a hole, and bury myself!

After breakfast, Wang and his companion went to the gym to sweat and cry, while Lin Mo returned to his residence to continue working on the preliminary tasks.

At noon, just as he was thinking of ordering takeout to satisfy his hunger, he suddenly saw that Miss Yuan had updated her WeChat Moments. Looking at her location, he saw that she had already returned to Jiangning.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but look at a red bag inside the glass display case behind him.

[Mugwort Foot Bath Herbal Pack; Removes dampness and cold, unblocks meridians, promotes restful sleep; ¥12.9]

It's considered a health supplement; although it can't save lives, it's still quite effective and would be perfect as a gift.

He happened to be planning to visit Miss Yuan's house in the next few days, and take the opportunity to pave the way for his next plan.

When making a visit, it's definitely not appropriate to go empty-handed. But if you just bring some fruit, it would seem a bit shabby for Miss Yuan's family. This is perfect, and since he is Professor Li's student, it doesn't seem out of place at all for her.

The main reason is that the other person rounded it up for him last time. Even though it was the other person who took the initiative, he couldn't pretend it never happened, right? He'll just consider it a return gift.

He then sent a message to Miss Yuan, telling her that he had returned and asked her to come over when he had time.

Miss Yuan only responded with an "OK" sign. Lin Mo thought she would come tomorrow, since today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Just because he didn't celebrate it doesn't mean others won't, especially since there are elderly people at home.

But to my surprise, just over an hour later, I heard Miss Yuan banging on the door.

As the living room door was opened, Lin Mo subconsciously squinted and saw a white-haired loli with silver hair appear at his door. Her hair was tied into two thick braids that hung down to her chest on both sides, and she was wearing a white baseball cap with the word "platelet" written on it.

His entire outfit—a white T-shirt, white pants, and white sneakers—was so white it wasn't just luminous, it was blindingly white.

Most importantly, Miss Yuan has a high and large bust.

"Sister Yuan Yuan, what are you doing?" Lin Mo's pupils dilated in shock, and he stammered as he spoke.

Seeing his shocked expression, Miss Yuan slightly raised one corner of her mouth, transforming into a crooked-mouthed dragon king, and deliberately puffed out her chest: "How about it, isn't it sexy? Your sister Yuan is still quite feminine, isn't she?"

"No, is this right?" Lin Mo looked him up and down and asked the probing question.

Miss Yuan was furious upon hearing this: "Hmph, what's wrong with it? Liu Ruyan walks with a swaying gait. Perfect timing, I've recently learned the authentic pre-Qin lady's walk. I'll walk a couple of steps and you can watch."

After saying that, Miss Yuan took a step forward, puffing out her chest and sticking out her butt. How should I put it, she walked exactly like Tom from "Tom and Jerry".

For the first time, Lin Mo had the feeling that having a curvy figure was a kind of illness. Her every step and sway was like a pupa, and anyone who didn't know better would think she was going to breastfeed a stranger.

But as Miss Yuan began to display her 'pre-Qin lady's steps', Lin Mo's gaze slowly moved down from Miss Yuan's chest and finally settled on her stomach.

"How is it, Mo-zai? Isn't it sexy?" Miss Yuan raised her chin and asked arrogantly.

Lin Mo: →_→

"Sister Yuan, we're all acquaintances, there's no need to pull this stunt. With your behavior, I'm even thinking of suing you for fraud. I've seen people who force things when they don't exist, but this is the first time I've seen such a deceptive tactic!"

As he spoke, Lin Mo pointed to her stomach, gesturing for her to lower her head.

Upon seeing this, Miss Yuan's gaze slowly moved downwards, and then she froze.

Three seconds later, she casually reached out, forcefully pulled the unidentified object from her stomach back to her chest, and said:

"How do you think of her compared to Liu Ruyan?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes widened: "No, you're lying!"

(End of this chapter)