Chapter 60: n Are Fine Too
The next morning, Lin Mo got up early as usual to wash up, changed into his sportswear, strapped on his Back Straightener, drank a glass of honey water, and finally stepped out the door with a heavy heart to exercise.
As for why he looked so troubled—it was all thanks to that bone-setting massage from last night.
Among the four options, it seed like this was the only one he could choose. He definitely couldn’t let that handcuff get shackled on Sichuan Girl, right? If that happened, wouldn’t she be able to do whatever she wanted to him?
And as for that ghost-fire motorcycle, he wouldn’t even think about it. If nothing unexpected happened, the mont he rode it, he’d be finished. After all, the saying went: once a ghost-fire roars, your parents raised you for nothing.
His great life had only just begun; he wasn’t stupid enough to go seeking death.
That “One Wash Black” shampoo was pretty good though, a blessing for many premature white-haired patients. But his hair was already black; he didn’t need it!
The last option—the bone-setting massage—was quite interesting. It ca with three teaching manuals, each as thick as two fingers. The mont he paid, the three books bundled together and smacked into his stomach, making him feel as if soone had punched him in the gut.
All three were ordinary books available on the market, divided into upper, middle, and lower volus. And surprisingly, the prerequisite to this skill was that he had to finish reading them. It wasn’t difficult, but it was ti-consuming. So at this point, he hadn’t actually mastered the skill yet.
What worried him was whether this skill would trigger so bizarre matching chanism.
Would he finish learning it one mont, and then the next mont his body would suddenly develop so issue? Like a leg cramp, or so kind of accidental injury?
After all, he had such precedents before. He couldn’t let his guard down.
Soon, Lin Mo arrived at the track field, still alone as usual.
“Damn it, if it’s a blessing it won’t be a curse, if it’s a curse you can’t escape. Anyway, it won’t kill .”
Once he thought it through, Lin Mo started jogging freely to warm up. Before long, he spotted Professor Mu, swinging her arms and smacking herself again.
Lin Mo felt like he had found a fixed NPC. He just had to show up every day and wait for her to refresh. It was really mysterious.
“Good morning, Professor Mu.”
Since they had already t twice before, and even chatted yesterday, this ti he finally greeted her first—naturally.
“You’re early too, Xiao Lin.”
The refined old lady looked very energetic, even her voice louder than most people’s. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to scold people so fiercely.
The two of them automatically tead up to exercise together: first running, then arm-swinging self-slaps, and finally standing postures. By the end, both were dripping with sweat.
During the session, he even asked about the details of her assistant’s job. Fortunately, it was just handling trivial matters, which put his mind at ease.
After parting ways, Lin Mo went to the cafeteria for breakfast and brought back an extra share for his two adopted sons.
When he returned, their senior dormitory building was still completely quiet, hardly anyone awake, forming quite a contrast with the bustling sophomore and junior dorms.
After setting the breakfast on the table, he woke the two up to eat, then went to shower himself.
“Old Mo, why are you changing clothes so early in the morning? Where are you going?”
Seeing Lin Mo fresh out of the shower, dressed up and ready to head out, Wang Chu couldn’t help but ask.
“Going to the library to read. Sitting around here is boring anyway, I need to find sothing to do.” Lin Mo smiled.
He was planning to finish the bone-setting manuals he had just gotten last night as soon as possible, hoping to master the skill earlier.
“The library? You? You’re not failing classes or cramming for exams, so what are you doing there?”
Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl both found it strange. But they could tell that after a few months, Lin Mo had changed a lot—not just in appearance, but also in habits, like morning runs.
“Just killing ti. By the way, what are you two up to today?” Lin Mo asked.
At that, Sichuan Girl replied: “Today’s the freshn’s first day. I plan to livestream, and Wang Chu’s coming with to shoot so material.”
“As Li Shiya?”
“Of course. Isn’t it thrilling?”
Lin Mo: …
Alright, alright. Sichuan Girl was getting more and more perverted.
“Fine, I’ll head out first.” Lin Mo waved and left.
He had no interest in tagging along with Sichuan Girl’s antics. He was focused on improving himself.
At the library, Lin Mo found a quiet corner, took out the upper volu of the bone-setting manual, and started reading in silence.
He had to admit, studying a dical manual in a science and technology university library was a bit odd. Fortunately, everyone was busy with their own things, and no one paid attention to him.
From the first page onward, this ti there was none of that strange feeling of knowledge forcibly flooding into his mind, nor that sudden mastery of skills. Most likely, it was because he hadn’t finished reading.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo cleared his mind of distractions and focused on the book. Before he knew it, over two hours had passed.
Just as he was about to take a break, his phone lit up. It was a voice call from Miss Yuan. But since he was in the library, his phone was on silent.
He glanced around at the other students, declined the call, and typed a ssage.
【What is it, Sister Yuan? I’m in the library!】
Yuan ng: 【Reading so bullsh*t book? Get out, I’m almost at your school.】
Lin Mo: 【Huh?】
Yuan ng: 【Huh what? Hurry up. If I don’t see you when I get there, tom】
Lin Mo: 【Alright, alright, I’m coming.】
He knew all too well about Miss Yuan’s “tom” combo. He wasn’t about to risk losing his life. Just look at Fatty Dong for reference.
He quickly packed his things and hurried out of the library.
By now, it was already ten in the morning. The campus was filled with banners welcoming freshn, and even the fountain—which only ran a few tis a year—was turned on.
When he reached the school gate, the scene was lively: gongs, drums, and firecrackers everywhere.
Parents, freshn, and student council mbers—crowds everywhere.
“Old Mo? I thought you weren’t coming?”
Just then, Wang Chu called out to him from not far away.
“Had sothing to do. Why are you alone? Where’s Sichuan Girl?” Lin Mo asked, since today she was supposed to be Li Shiya.
“There, under that tree.”
Following Wang Chu’s gaze, Lin Mo saw Sichuan Girl standing under a tree, facing a male student.
“What’s going on?”
“What else? She’s being hit on. That’s already the seventh one today.” Wang Chu sighed.
Lin Mo: “Huh? Then why aren’t you helping her?”
“I helped with the first six, but the guy said I wasn’t good enough to match Li Shiya. So this ti she insisted on handling it herself. And now she’s stuck. Why don’t you go? You’d definitely match up.” Wang Chu looked aggrieved.
“No way. I’m not going. Poor guy…” Lin Mo refused, starting to pity the male student instead.
“Beauty, I just think you’re really pretty. Can I add your WeChat? This is the first ti in my life I’ve felt my heart race. Please give a chance.”
anwhile, under the tree, the boy carefully pleaded with Sichuan Girl.
Having been pestered for quite a while, Sichuan Girl was helpless. Shaking her head and waving her hands did nothing. Normal people weren’t usually this hard to shake off.
He regretted sending Wang Chu away and facing this alone.
After thinking for a mont, he glanced around to make sure no one was nearby, then spoke softly:
“Th-that… actually, I’m a guy.”
Sichuan Girl’s voice wasn’t deep to begin with—it had a neutral tone. Maybe the boy didn’t catch it because of how softly it was said, or maybe he thought it was just an excuse for rejection. Either way, he didn’t care, and his reply stunned Sichuan Girl to the core.
“Huh?”
“Mm, I’m a guy.”
“Gu… guys are fine too!”
Sichuan Girl: (￣口￣)!!
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