charming
Aaaaaaahhhhhh?!
What the hell was she talking about?
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
"Yes, Lin Changren said that your singing skills are very stable and you are quite suitable."
"Brother Chang has good taste." Zhu Shiyi patted his chest.
Another half-second of silence.
"Let's discuss the compensation issue."
Zhu Shiyi was most interested: "Great! Great!"
eagerly.
"......"
"You can make a quote."
The naive college student, unaware of market prices, asked: "Two hundred?"
Zhu Shiyi even overstated the figure.
With her skill level, she could earn two hundred by singing a few songs.
I wake up laughing from my dreams.
A soft, feather-like hum, almost imperceptible.
Are you sure?
Zhu Shiyi was suddenly startled: "Then one hundred and fifty?"
His smile widened.
Zhu Shiyi really heard it this time.
They're laughing at her again!
"We are a legitimate company. Is four hundred yuan, based on the industry median market price, acceptable?"
Zhu Shiyi: ?
She quoted a slave price?
“Mr. Pan, you’re such a good person,” Zhu Shiyi chuckled to herself, her voice trailing off in a soft tone. “I’m so touched. A conscientious entrepreneur who doesn’t cheat college students.”
You can earn four hundred yuan a night!
It's still through official channels!
"The working hours are from 7 p.m. to 12 a.m., divided into 4 parts, each lasting 45 minutes. Two singers take turns singing, and each singer prepares their own song list."
"The bar has regular musicians. Remember to submit the song list before noon tomorrow, and the musicians need to prepare the accompaniment scores in advance."
Zhu Shiyi nodded in agreement: "Approximately how many songs do we need?"
"15 insurance recommendations".
That's not something you can just pick up effortlessly.
Zhu Shiyi replied, "By the way, the dormitory curfew is at 11 PM. Can I go up first?"
"Sure, you can sing the first two shows, which should finish around nine o'clock."
“Okay, okay,” Zhu Shiyi asked, “Where is the address?”
"I'll send it to you on WeChat later," Pan Yue paused, "and there's one more request."
Zhu Shiyi said nervously, "Go ahead."
The other person coughed softly, muffledly.
"...do the makeup and hair."
"Of course," Zhu Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was something serious. "I'm good at this."
......
I went back inside.
Ni Yuqi gave a sharp look, her eyes narrowing slightly, while one corner of her lips curled up in an ambiguous way.
Zhu Shiyi immediately sensed something was wrong.
"You're feeling romantic, and a man is looking for you?"
It felt like an electric current was rushing to my scalp.
“Grandpa Chunxin,” Zhu Shiyi’s voice unconsciously rose, “I’m going to make money tomorrow.”
"What the hell?" Ni Yuqi's expression changed instantly, her eyes wide and her lips parted in a wide grin. "What are you going to do?"
"Singing at a bar."
Ni Yuqi nodded, her smile fading slightly: "Is it legitimate?"
Zhu Shiyi understood what the other person meant: "It's a legitimate package, from an acquaintance."
"When did you start having acquaintances like this?"
"I met her through a live stream," Zhu Shiyi told a little lie, "She's a friend of a classmate, so we're kind of alumni."
“As long as you’re safe,” Ni Yuqi asked. “Why do you suddenly want to make money?”
"Medical treatment costs money, and I don't want to ask my parents for it," Zhu Shiyi said, stopping there.
“I understand.” Ni Yuqi didn’t ask any more questions.
In the dormitory, even if the physical distance is close, the psychological distance must be maintained.
Too much constraint can easily lead to feelings of rejection.
Ni Yuqi suddenly said, "As long as she's not kidnapped by some random man and forced to become his wife in some remote mountain village, it's fine."
My ears suddenly felt numb.
"How is that possible!"
“Okay, okay,” Ni Yuqi shook her head with a smile, “You seemed off on the way here, looking like a shy little girl. Even a dog would be disgusted if it passed by. I was so scared that I thought you had a lover behind my back.”
“Impossible,” Zhu Shiyi said firmly, pointing three fingers to the sky. “Three sisters, widowed and graduating.”
"You've already talked to them."
Zhu Shiyi took a big step forward, making an X with his arms: "I've already said it, it's a dark history, don't mention it."
......
The Third Bathing Beach, at dusk, on the sandy beach.
In the distance, the smoky purple sunset drifted by.
Before me stood a high, straight nose.
The man wore square, half-covered black-rimmed glasses, his thick eyebrows slightly raised, and a smile welling up in his dark eyes.
He was wearing a black shirt with the cuffs rolled up.
Suddenly a large hand reached out.
Long arms with distinct joints, half of the forearm is visible, with several prominent blue veins that bulge like mountain ridges.
She couldn't resist and touched it.
It stretches along the verdant mountains, reaching deep into the skin.
The man smiled, his voice magnetic and captivating: "You've come."
That sound.
She then realized that the person in front of her was Pan Yue.
She slightly raised her arm and gently placed her hand in his palm.
It appears to be securely wrapped in silk.
To make matters worse, Pan Yue grabbed her hand and, like in a TV drama, pulled her into his arms.
It tastes like...sweet porridge.
Warmth and reassurance.
Like home.
She leaped up and pounced on him, clinging to Pan Yue's neck like an octopus, her feet wrapping tightly around his waist.
......
charming.
Lips so close.
Zhu Shiyi swallowed hard.
The upper lip is thin, the lower lip is full, and the color is a natural light red.
She pressed those lips against her lips.
......
I felt nothing.
Just like.
"Bang!" Zhu Shiyi slapped his forehead.
Ni Yuqi woke up with a start and screamed.
"An earthquake?" The whole bed was shaking.
"...I accidentally bumped my hand against the bed frame." Zhu Shiyi was still in shock.
"My goodness, it's only 6:30," the bed shook again as Ni Yuqi turned over, "You should go to the hospital, I'm going to continue sleeping."
......
Ten seconds later, a long, steady breathing sound could be heard.
My heart was still pounding.
The soft, moist color of the lips is still vivid in my mind.
......
Zhu Shiyi.
You're a pervert.
After getting up and washing up, Zhu Shiyi went to the restroom and then took the subway to the hospital alone.
She, who always arrives on time, was the first patient to sign in, without having to wait in line.
The gynecologist was a middle-aged woman. Perhaps because she looked young and was alone, her voice was extremely gentle.
"Were your periods regular before? How long were they? And how much bleeding was there?" the doctor asked. "Were your sleep, diet, and lifestyle healthy?"
“It was fine before, but it was a bit irregular when I was in high school a couple of years ago. But my menstrual flow has never been heavy,” Zhu Shiyi said, sitting upright with her hands folded on her lap. “My sleep schedule… isn’t very good. I often stay up late.”
"How long have you been staying up late?" the doctor asked, frowning slightly.
"Maybe... it's just that I've been staying up late for the past few years. Sometimes I go to bed a little earlier, maybe a little after midnight..."
"You call this early?" The doctor's tone became slightly more serious. "What about your diet? You're so thin, are you eating too little?"
Zhu Shiyi felt guilty.
She hasn't dared to say it yet; usually it's around two or three o'clock.
"I'm on a diet, so I don't eat much because I like to snack. If I eat too much food and then snack, I'll gain weight."
The doctor didn't ask any more questions. She typed on the computer and fiddled with the mouse: "Have you had breakfast?"
"No." Zhu Shiyi deliberately didn't eat.
"Have you ever had sexual intercourse?" the doctor asked without changing his expression.
This is terrible.
Beautiful scenes reappeared.
"No, no." We haven't even kissed.
The doctor picked up the printed examination form: "Okay, scan the code to pay, go to the laboratory on the third floor first, sit quietly for twenty minutes and then have your blood drawn, then go to the ultrasound room on the second floor for an ultrasound."
"Okay." Zhu Shiyi took a deep breath and took the receipt.
Suppressing certain blood-pumping scenes.
She really is a pervert, and her heart is dirty.
During a routine medical inquiry, she started having inappropriate thoughts.
Amitabha.
My apologies, my apologies.
"You can eat after the blood is drawn. Remember to drink plenty of water, as you will need to have a full bladder for the abdominal ultrasound."
Zhu Shiyi learned for the first time that you have to hold your urine to get an ultrasound.
...This is the first time I've ever heard of needing an ultrasound if I don't have my period.
After having her blood drawn, she randomly bought a slice of toast from a vending machine and then started drinking water like crazy.
This examination area was almost entirely filled with pregnant women.
Whether or not the "men not allowed" rule applies, there are very few men in this area.
Most of the inspectors were either alone or accompanied by women.
It makes it seem like the child is solely the mother's responsibility.
I stood in front of the water dispenser and drank eight cups of water at once; my stomach felt like it was going to explode.
But I have no urge to urinate.
She smelled the clean water in the glass.
......vomit.
Your Majesty, this water is poisoned.
If she drinks any more, she might die.
Zhu Shiyi continued to post.
Perhaps because his desire was too strong, Zhu Shiyi felt like he needed to urinate.
She quickly signed in and got a number.
I lay down on the hard bed in the examination room.
"Have you finished holding your pee?"
"I've held it in, haven't I? I've drunk a lot of water."
"Pull your pants down a bit, show your lower abdomen."
Zhu Shiyi did as instructed.
A slightly sticky liquid was applied to her lower abdomen, and a spherical object suddenly came close, making her shiver from the cold.
The little ball rubbed against my belly.
“Your condition won’t do; your bladder isn’t even half full,” the cold metal voice said, a hint of impatience in its tone. The doctor then placed a few tissues on his lower abdomen. “Wipe yourself, and drink more water. You have to wait until you feel like you’re about to urinate.”
"Call the next number."
The medical assistant called out the number again.
The rough paper was rubbing against my skin when the door opened.
Zhu Shiyi was embarrassed, his face turned red, and he quickly pulled up his pants.
The passerby turned sideways to close the door and then gently drew the bed curtains fully.
Zhu Shiyi quickened his pace in packing.
Before I left, I was told to make sure I held my pee.
Except for her infancy, there will never be so many people caring about her, whether she needs to pee or not;
Never before in such a serious setting have so many people been talking about her excretory function.
Zhu Shiyi sat in despair on the cold chair by the door.
I will never stay up late again.
I shouldn't have gone to the toilet this morning.
She slacked off for two minutes, then put on her headphones, listened to music, and encouraged herself to continue producing urine.
Zhu Shiyi switched to a different drink.
The urge to urinate seemed to increase slightly as well.
I pray that I can successfully hold my pee this time.
......
"It's still not enough." Even through the mask, Zhu Shiyi could see the doctor's expression, which wasn't good.
Zhu Shiyi's heart sank.
The doctor glanced at the receipt.
"Zhu Shiyi, 20 years old?"
"right."
The doctor sighed softly, stood up, and tightened his grip: "If you're not pregnant, then I'll try to probe a little harder. It might be a little uncomfortable, so please bear with it."
Zhu Shiyi had no objections: "Okay."
Zhu Shiyi held his breath, feeling as if a large stone was pressing down on his stomach.
She always procrastinated on her menstrual irregularities and was reluctant to go to the hospital.
I finally managed to coax myself into going to the doctor, but I have to endure this kind of torment.
She never wants to go to the hospital again for menstrual problems in her life.
......
As she was pulling up her pants, the medical assistant handed her the examination report.
Zhu Shiyi was taken aback: "Thank you."
It came out so quickly.
As soon as he stepped out of the examination room, Zhu Shiyi lowered his head, eager to leave.
She couldn't understand the descriptive statements above.
The following conclusions show:
No obvious abnormal masses were seen in the uterus or bilateral adnexa on ultrasound.
This should mean normal, right?
Zhu Shiyi relaxed a little.
After grabbing a quick lunch, Zhu Shiyi waited at the hospital for her blood test results.
I didn't expect it to take so long.
Don't let it interfere with her makeup and styling.
The ultrasound showed everything was fine, and the blood test results should be okay too, right?
The inspection report is out.
The report contains several upward-pointing abnormal arrows.
Zhu Shiyi's heart trembled.
High testosterone levels?
What's the meaning.
Other values depend on the menstrual cycle.
...But she hasn't had her period yet, so what cycle is she in now?
Faced with a pile of numbers, Zhu Shiyi felt dizzy and anxious.
The doctor hasn't started his afternoon shift yet.
Zhu Shiyi directly consulted a doctor via Baidu:
Fortunately, cancer did not develop at the onset.
Baidu (a Chinese search engine) answers: [It may lead to hair loss, increased hair growth, endocrine disorders, etc.]
Does it cause both hair loss and increased hair growth?
Zhu Shiyi silently slipped into his trouser leg.
Fortunately, she had focused on shaving her leg hair for the past two years.
Before she reached adulthood, her leg hair could flutter in the wind.
Baidu also states: "Women experiencing menstrual irregularities, or even amenorrhea, are associated with conditions such as obesity, insulin resistance, and polycystic ovary syndrome."
A bunch of incomprehensible terms.
But those two words—amenorrhea and obesity.
She's only 20 years old, is she already going through menopause?
Also, she doesn't want to gain weight!
Zhu Shiyi quickly searched: [How to treat high testosterone?]
A post popped up on Baidu: "High testosterone levels may affect ovulation, requiring 3 to 6 months of birth control pills or the use of androgen antagonists..."
Good heavens, does she have a terminal illness?
Taking birth control pills before even having tasted anything?
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