Win or Lose, Call in Sick

Five minutes later.

Du Ruxue: "Startled, it flies far and reflects against the green mountain; a tree of pear blossoms falls in the evening wind. Wind!"

Lin Yu: "It can blow off the leaves in autumn and make the flowers bloom in February. Flower!"

"..."

Fifteen minutes later.

Maomao: "Increase the difficulty level. The ending characters used before cannot be repeated."

Lin Yu: "Understood."

Du Ruxue: "Okay."

Lin Yu: "To repay the lord on the Gold Terrace, I'll lift the jade dragon for him. Death!"

Du Ruxue: "A solitary grave a thousand miles away, where can I tell my sorrow? Sorrow!"

"..."

Half an hour later.

Du Ruxue: "Leaving home young and returning old, my accent remains but my hair has turned gray. Gray!"

Lin Yu: "Leaning on the staff, I suddenly realize it's late; what hope does life really hold? Hope!"

"..."

Hearing a pause in their conversation, Chen Qimeng quickly put her hand on Du Ruxue's shoulder.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoyu, you are both amazing."

"I think we should call it a draw in today's poetry competition?"

"Hehe... It's so late. Shouldn't we go back?"

[Ding!]

[Brilliant move! The Holy Son's long - lasting performance and continuous output have greatly shocked the Holy Maiden!]

[Reward: 50 spirit stones]

Du Ruxue looked at Lin Yu, who remained calm as usual, and couldn't help but be shocked.

This guy... Does he have such an astonishing reserve of poems?

He was able to match her for half an hour, exchanging more than two hundred lines back and forth without repeating a single ending character.

In contrast, before Maomao's reminder, she had even repeated the ending characters two or three times.

Du Ruxue had a feeling that if they continued the competition, she would definitely be the one to lose.

Qimeng's kind interruption was a suitable way for her to save face.

"I have no objections. I wonder if Xiaoyu still wants to continue the competition?"

Du Ruxue left the choice to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu thought to himself:

Can't find a poem to match "Hope"?

So close, so beautiful, come to...

Lin Yu also noticed the change in Du Ruxue's attitude from her reaction.

He didn't intend to fight to the death today.

Knowing when to stop was the best strategy.

"Aunt Qimeng is right, Aunt Ruxue. Let's call it a draw today."

"I'll be at a loss for more poems soon!"

Du Ruxue naturally knew that this was just Lin Yu being modest.

This guy could handle dozens more poems without a problem.

[Ding!]

[Brilliant move! The Holy Son's memory ability has made the outer - sect disciple in awe!]

[Reward: 50 spirit stones]

At this time, Maomao was staring at Lin Yu with starry eyes.

She had been silently calculating how long she could last during their competition.

After fifteen minutes, some of the rare poems that popped up were indeed ones she had memorized before.

But memorizing didn't mean being able to think of them quickly.

This wasn't just about reciting a poem and finding its source.

It required a thorough understanding and immediate on - the - spot reaction.

Maomao further realized the gap between herself and Lin Yu.

At the same time, her admiration for Lin Yu grew even more.

Hearing the system prompt, Lin Yu was clear about one thing...

His image in Maomao's eyes had become even more imposing.

Is it too easy to just assign her some simple household chores?

Maybe he could consider asking Maomao to clean his room too?

Thinking of this, Lin Yu sincerely hoped that Maomao could pass Aunt Ruxue's test!

...

In the evening, everyone returned to the apartment together.

The two aunts tidied up the things they bought today to make Aunt Ruxue's stay comfortable in the next few days.

After Maomao returned to her room, she buried herself in making a spending plan for tomorrow.

Aunt Shen was really reliable.

She said she would ask Aunt Qimeng for leave for Lin Yu, and she really did it!

Moreover, she didn't just send a WeChat message.

She called directly.

It happened that Lin Yu was beside Aunt Qimeng and heard Shen Buyao's words on the speakerphone.

On weekdays, although Aunt Shen always spoke sharply.

When it came to coaxing people, well... She was really good at it!

First, she praised Lin Yu for being good at games and a great master in the gaming world.

There was an important online event tonight.

She, Rongrong, and Jiuyi invited Lin Yu to help them play the game together.

She also said that Lin Yu really wanted to accept the invitation.

But he was worried that Aunt Qimeng would be worried if he went out so late.

So he insisted on reporting to Aunt Qimeng to make sure the trip was safe and that he wouldn't go out and cause trouble.

[Ding!]

[Brilliant move! The Holy Son considered his Taoist companion's feelings first in his worldly actions, which made the Taoist companion feel warm!]

[Reward: 50]

Lin Yu: Wow?

He really had to praise Aunt Shen. With just a few simple words, she helped him gain some experience points.

She did so well that she even said what he wanted to say in advance.

Hearing that there were so many friends around, Aunt Qimeng, who always hoped that Lin Yu would be more outgoing and make more friends, had no reason to refuse. She smilingly gave Lin Yu permission to go out for the night.

On the phone, Shen Buyao also offered to come and pick him up.

Due to Lin Yu's exaggerated gestures, the offer was rejected on the spot through Aunt Chen Qimeng's mouth.

I really don't know what the antique sister is thinking.

She wasn't in trouble last time, and now she's gotten overconfident?

She insists on trying to find a way to get rid of Lin Yu completely?

Riding in her car...

Can he even make it through tonight?

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qimeng rushed into the bedroom, took out 300 yuan in cash from her bag, and stuffed it into Lin Yu's pocket.

"Xiaoyu, here you go..."

"Although it's just a group playing computer games together, you should also buy some snacks and drinks."

"Be more generous in front of girls."

"Many small supermarkets that are still open now don't accept WeChat payments. It's better to bring some cash."

"Have a good time and don't come back too late. Stay up less."

Lin Yu made an "OK" gesture with his hand and said warmly,

"Got it. I guarantee I won't play too late."

"Thank you, Qimeng..."

Hearing Lin Yu omit the word "aunt", Chen Qimeng quickly looked around to see if there was anyone else on the third floor.

Of course, there was no one.

Seeing her startled look, Lin Yu couldn't help but bend down and kiss her on the cheek.

Chen Qimeng didn't push him away or dodge.

She just whispered a reminder,

"Xiaoyu, be careful at home..."

Lin Yu took Chen Qimeng's hand and whispered back in the same low voice,

"It's a pity that Aunt Du Ruxue will be staying for many more days. These days are like years..."

...

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