madnovel Chapter 129 Patting Head, Xia Li Behaves
Chapter 129 Patting Head, Xia Li Behaves
Chapter 130 Patting Head, Xia Li Behaves
"I made a few dozen more today." Xia Li is now a gaming pro, but making money by manual labor is exhausting and hard-earned. To put it bluntly, it's like being a slave. She's lucky if she gets any pocket money at all.
Good market conditions, good prices, quick sales.
If the market is bad, no amount of hard work will help.
Xia Li wants to make money, so she needs to find a different way. However, Song Che can't think of any other options right now. At first glance, Xia Li's biggest advantage is her appearance and figure, but Song Che doesn't want her to do things like live streaming with her face showing. It's still best to be careful about her identity. As for other options, he really can't think of any.
You need to use your brain to make money.
Xia Li's magic?
There seems to be some explanation for this.
Song Che almost started thinking about illegal and criminal activities.
He shook his head and told himself that he was a good young man and shouldn't think about unrealistic things.
After a while, he lost heart and stopped thinking about it.
There are so many things I can't do—it's so tempting.
Song Che felt uncomfortable. He now understood two phrases very well: one was "willing but unable" and the other was "having the strength but unable to use it".
Song Che thought, "If I could just score 700 points on the college entrance exam, I could achieve all of this?"
Never mind—I'll learn it first.
He had talked to his two friends and they basically finalized the skiing plans.
After the two bought their equipment, they took a ride to the ski resort next door.
This can be considered the last holiday period.
During this time, Xia Li has gradually integrated into modern society.
At least she doesn't say strange things all the time, and she's basically familiar with modern forms of address and communication.
The problem now is how Xia Li will live independently.
She couldn't survive even after leaving Song Che, and in the end, she still ended up in a shelter.
She turned off the computer, picked up a book and started reading. She had just learned some junior high school material, and then she got stuck.
Elementary school knowledge was easy for her, but she started to feel tired in junior high. Xia Li was actually puzzled, as learning these things didn't seem to help her in life.
These things are all superficial. She didn't see how to make money through them. All she knew was that learning these things could improve her education level, and then she could find a job and start earning money.
In short, that's what Song Che said.
But after studying for more than ten years, is it all just to find a job?
Xia Li couldn't figure it out.
She felt it was so slow.
He put down his book and looked at Song Che. Although Song Che was sitting next to him, he was still very serious.
She suddenly remembered being touched last time—
—Last time was an accident!
Xia Li didn't know what she wanted. She just felt that after understanding emotions, everything was so strange. She had clearly lived with Song Che for over a hundred years, and they were so familiar with each other. She even understood that her emotion towards him was called liking him, but why was it so strange? After understanding, she didn't dare to get too close.
She moved closer to Song Che, her ears gradually burning. Her body's reaction puzzled her; she wasn't shy at all, but her body would unconsciously feel slightly hot.
She paused, then spoke softly, "Song Che, are you done with your work?"
"I'm done with work. Actually, nothing much happened. Jiang Shuo's going crazy in the group chat." Song Che looked at Xia Li, who had moved closer, and instead of pulling away, he simply placed his hand on Xia Li's shoulder. "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry, I was just asking," Xia Li continued. "When can I start school, you mentioned studying?"
"You know, it depends on the situation. Didn't I say last time that it depends on your identity? If your identity is fine, you can go to school. If there's a problem, there's nothing you can do—at most, you can study at home."
"—Oh." Xia Li nodded. "So, are you going to university after the college entrance exam?"
"Yes, after high school comes university, and then graduate school and doctoral studies." Song Che patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm going to university in Nanhui, which is close by."
"Will my presence here affect your studies?" Xia Li asked.
"Of course not," Song Che laughed. "What did you see that makes you think it will affect my studies?"
"I've heard people say that dating in high school can be distracting, but for us—this is what dating is all about."
"Yes, that's right, but I wasn't distracted. I was very focused when I was studying." Song Che withdrew his hand. "I'm sure my attitude towards studying is several times more serious now than before."
"real?"
"Really." Song Che took a piece of draft paper and placed it in front of him, scribbling with a pen. "Look, the college entrance exam is divided into Chinese, Math, English, and Science. My Chinese was already pretty good before, and now that I've lived a hundred years longer, it seems even better. My current exam score is consistently around 140. Math hasn't improved much, but I'm gradually catching up a bit, barely managing 110. I should be able to stabilize at 110 to 120 later. There's not much to say about English; it's the easiest subject. I should be able to get back to around 120 before the college entrance exam. In the Science section, Physics is the hardest, and that's really a headache—I'll see later. The others are about the same; I estimate my score will be around 540. If my Science and English, or Math, improve a bit more, maybe I can reach 600."
point."
After Song Che finished speaking, he did a mental calculation and realized that his limit was roughly like this; anything beyond that was beyond his reach.
Unless you suddenly have a breakthrough in physics, you can get 100 out of 110 on a test.
Xia Li opened her phone and looked up, saying, "So you were able to beat 50 test takers in one go. If you scored 600 points, that would be 60—"
"The cutoff scores are like this from previous years, but they change a little every year." Song Che didn't dare to exaggerate. Sometimes, academic performance is quite mysterious. "If you score 600, you can get into a good 211 university, and it will be easier to find a job later. Even if you don't score 600, you can still get into a top university and choose a good major. If you don't get a good major, you can take the civil service exam or apply for a government job. There are still ways out."
Song Che told Xia Li about everything he had been thinking about, "When I go to university, I will apply to live off-campus. If I can't apply, I will live there secretly. In short, I will definitely not leave you alone."
Xia Li processed Song Che's words and said, "I understand. So, what score do you think I can get?"
"The National College Entrance Examination?"
"Um."
"You—" Song Che grinned and smiled, "You haven't even finished high school yet, so you can't judge."
"If I go to high school, what score can I get?"
"That's not possible."
Song Che actually thought about it for a moment. He wasn't good at physics, and Xia Li was even worse. Physics violated the laws of magic. If she studied physics, she would definitely keep muttering, "[It doesn't conform to the laws of magic at all, I'm not studying it!]"
Even getting a perfect score of 10 in physics would be considered a high honor for her.
Xia Li paused, then pressed, "If I were to take the Chinese exam, what score would I get?"
"Six points, that's the most I can give."
"What score can you get?"
"Of course, the more the better."
"————" Xia Li didn't believe it. "There's no way I could have scored this low."
"Xing—" Song Che looked at her and kept smiling. Xia Li couldn't even tell the difference between good and bad words. If he made her do Chinese, she would definitely make the Chinese teacher have a stroke.
She wasn't taught Chinese by a PE teacher, but by a magic teacher.
Xia Li didn't think too much about it. She just saw Song Che working hard and wanted to work hard herself. She had Tao Yao's ID card, so she could go to school, but there was no need for her to.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Song Che said, "You don't need to be so fixated on school. There are other ways to make money besides this. You could try being a social media influencer. Don't you have a bit of a knack for it? How far can you go?"
"A trick to fool people."
"That's enough. If you can lie, you can make money." Song Che nodded. "Can you conjure fireballs by hand?"
"————" Xia Li didn't speak; she couldn't even rub a flame.
"You didn't just sense a trace of magic, but really only a trace?"
"Just a trace."
Song Che was also puzzled. According to Xia Li, the one who suppressed her magic must be a master. That wicked woman—she was a suspect. She was always going against him, but she didn't seem to have any hostility.
Song Che had considered several of her identities, but couldn't figure out who she was.
The only distinguishing features were her red eyes and the small part of her face that had been shown last time, which was covered in scars.
Song Che said, "Then we'll see later. I think if you can create a spark, you can at least do some magic tricks, build up some fans, play some games, and make some money."
"————Hmm." Xia Li noted it down.
She was silent for a while, then suddenly realized that she had forgotten her original intention again.
Her original intention was to get closer to Song Che and see what he was thinking now. His current attitude was too polite and distant; as long as she didn't speak, he never took the initiative to do anything out of line.
What was Song Che really thinking?
Xia Li missed her mind-reading ability.
She analyzed Song Che's behavior.
He's a scoundrel, there's no doubt about that.
Because last time he was allowed to touch it, he even pinched it several times.
—Very unserious.
But she didn't say anything. Song Che acted like a normal friend, maintaining a normal distance, saying normal things, and doing normal things—he cared about her, but it wasn't the same as before.
Why?
Xia Li decided to test Song Che and see what he was really thinking.
Fortunately, she had already dug the pit while skiing.
She had a sudden inspiration and thought that spending the night outside would be a good opportunity.
She thought she was very smart.
Song Che looked at Xia Li and sensed that she was thinking something unpleasant.
What is she thinking?
Xia Li has no sense of time, Xia Li is slow to react, Xia Li eats a lot, Xia Li even lies to herself, Xia Li—is Xia Li really not a stupid dog? (—T)
I accidentally cursed at her again, she probably won't notice.
Anyway, her mind-reading ability is long gone.
Seeing her silly look, Song Che patted Xia Li's head.
After touching it, I couldn't help but smile.
What to do? After touching her, Xia Li seems even more like a silly dog.
Pat the dog's head, Xia Li, be good.
Xia Li's hair was very soft. After Song Che touched it, he touched it again, and then subconsciously touched Xia Li's chin, like petting a puppy.
Xia Li, be good.
Will she behave?
Xia Li clearly looks like she's about to misbehave.
"—Let me tell you, when I touched your head just now, I really didn't treat you like a puppy."
The next day.
Song Che was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and his head was throbbing.
Xia Li really needs to change his habits. He shouldn't use illusions to bully people so easily; he's been fooled like a dog.
Xia Li is such a simpleton.
Sure enough, she's better off as a witch; being human would just make her a scoundrel and a simpleton.
He just touched her chin, and although he felt she looked a bit like a puppy at the time, he didn't say it out loud.
He was completely controlled by her illusion magic and had his chin touched for more than ten minutes.
abnormal.
rogue.
I sat at the same table as Zhang Hanyu for dinner!
When Song Che came out of the kitchen with fried eggs and rice porridge, Xia Li was already sitting at the dining table.
She sat very upright, her hands on the table, like a primary school student waiting for lunch. Her silver hair had just been washed last night and cascaded smoothly down her back.
Song Che placed the plate in front of her.
"eat."
Xia Li looked down at the fried eggs on the plate. Two, fried on one side, yolks intact, looking both beautiful and delicious.
But she didn't touch her chopsticks; she looked up at Song Che.
Song Che had already sat back down in his seat, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating. He ate very quickly, one bite after another, his eyes fixed on the porridge in his bowl.
"Song Che," Xia Li said.
"Um?"
Do you have a headache?
Song Che paused for a moment with his chopsticks.
"It doesn't hurt."
"Oh." Xia Li nodded. "Then why aren't you looking at me?"
Song Che looked up at her, remembering what happened last night.
My chin was touched for more than ten minutes.
He couldn't move at the time, so he sat on the sofa and watched Xia Li squat in front of him, one hand supporting her cheek, the other hand reaching out to touch his chin again and again.
Like petting a dog.
Her expression was very serious—damn, this was revenge, how could it be curiosity?
This is rape.
Against the man's will.
"Xia Li." He put down his chopsticks.
"Um?"
"What happened last night."
Xia Li blinked.
"What is it?"
"Don't play innocent."
"I wasn't pretending," Xia Li said. "What is it?"
Song Che looked at her.
Her expression was completely innocent, her eyes were wide open, and her lips were flat, showing no sign of guilt.
But he knew she was faking it; she must be panicking terribly, just like last time when she insisted on seeing him shy and came over to act like a hooligan.
"The thing about touching his chin," he said.
Xia Li's ears burned. She was just curious why Song Che touched her head and then her chin, and why he wouldn't let her touch his. So she had to control Song Che a little.
"Oh," she said, "that."
"that----"
Xia Li looked down at her hands, then looked up at him.
Are you angry?
Song Che thought for a moment.
"no."
"real?"
"Really," Song Li said, "It's just a little strange."
Xia Li tilted her head.
"What's strange?"
Song Che didn't know what to say.
My girlfriend touched my chin for over ten minutes. Is that strange? It's incredibly strange.
Are you angry? It doesn't seem like it.
that is----
"Why did you touch me for so long?" he asked.
Xia Li thought for a moment.
"I don't know," she said, "I just wanted to touch it."
She paused, then added, "When you touched my head, I let you touch it too."
Song Che was stunned for a moment.
"So this is revenge?"
"It's not revenge," Xia Li said. "It's—"
She thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with a suitable word.
"It's a swap," she said. "You touch me, I touch you."
Song Che looked at her.
This is called mutual touching.
"Fine—" he said, "Let's change it then."
Xia Li nodded.
"So you're not angry anymore?"
I wasn't angry to begin with.
Xia Li looked into his eyes for a few seconds, then nodded.
She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat the fried egg.
Song Che continued drinking his porridge.
The kitchen quieted down, but outside the window, birds were chirping incessantly; I couldn't tell what kind they were. Since the New Year, there have been more and more birds; every morning in spring, the air is filled with their calls.
After taking a couple of sips of porridge, Song Che suddenly remembered something.
"Xia Li."
"Um?
'
"Is this illusion really Tao Yao's doing?"
Xia Li chewed on a fried egg and mumbled, "Tao Yao taught me."
Song Che thought for a moment.
"So you've known illusion magic for almost half a month now?"
Xia Li nodded.
Song Che paused for a moment.
How many times was he scammed in the past month?
He couldn't remember.
"Xia Li."
"Um?"
Have you used it before?
Xia Li looked up at him.
"What have you used?"
"Illusion," Song Che said. "Have you used it on me before?"
Xia Li looked at him without saying anything.
Song Che waited.
After a few seconds, Xia Li spoke.
"I've used it."
Song Che was stunned for a moment.
"When?"
Xia Li thought for a moment.
"Several times."
"Several times?"
"Hmm," Xia Li said, "when you don't remember."