Chapter 24 Girl's Plot
Lin Qingxu pressed his fingerprint to open the door.
I forgot to bring my key and couldn't get into the house. When Gao Luo found out, she changed the door lock. It can be opened with fingerprint or face scan.
"Mother."
Passing from the entrance hall to the living room, Lin Qingxu saw Gao Luo, who was supposed to be on a business trip, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window and making a phone call.
Seeing her, Gao Luo nodded and gestured with his eyes to the two gift boxes placed on the coffee table.
She held the phone further away and said to Lin Qingxu, "This is a specialty from Qionghai, and it tastes pretty good. I'll send a box to Kan Zhao after school tonight."
Then he answered the phone again.
"Okay." Lin Qingxu said.
Lin Qingxu returned to the bedroom and opened the closet to look around.
Gao Xiao would update her wardrobe every season, sending her new arrivals from certain stores or any nice clothes she'd spotted while shopping. She had plenty of everyday items, but very few formal dresses left.
It’s not that Lin Qingxu must choose old clothes to wear, but the rest time at night is short, and it probably won’t be enough time to go back and forth and choose and buy.
Lin Qingxu seldom attends banquets. Whenever she does, she puts on full makeup and a matching outfit. No matter how expensive and gorgeous a dress is, she will throw it away after wearing it.
But she remembered that there should be a piece of clothing kept in her closet that she had worn at her high school graduation banquet two years ago. Because of its great significance, she had saved it from disaster.
But I turned over and over and there was no trace of it.
Lin Qingxu went back to the living room.
"Mom, did you see the white dress I was wearing earlier?"
Gao Yao said a few more words to the person on the other end of the phone, then hung up: "Dress? Maybe it's somewhere. Why are you looking for it all of a sudden? What activities are you going to attend tonight?"
"I signed up for the school's cultural performance."
Gao Yao was a little surprised. She had previously asked Lin Qingxu to show off more and put his knowledge into practice. But Lin Qingxu was unwilling to do so.
Why did you suddenly think of it?
Falling in love too early?
It’s no wonder Gao Luo thinks this way. Almost every mother of a high school student has doubted this.
She became interested. "Oh?"
As soon as Lin Qingxu saw her mother's expression, she knew that Gao Luo had got something wrong again.
"Don't think too much about it, Mom. It's just an ordinary performance."
"Oh——" obviously didn't believe it.
Gao Yao sent a few messages to her secretary, and she casually asked, "Dance, piano, guzheng, cello, and others, which one should I perform?"
Lin Qingxu reported the name of a song.
Seeing that it was getting late, Gao Luo knew that Lin Qing might have returned for dinner time, so she asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
Lin Qingxu nodded. She had been worried about being late for something unexpected, so she bought an egg-filled pancake at the school gate and ate it on her way back to save time.
"Then I'll make some Tremella soup. I might be hungry after the performance tonight, as I've used up a lot of energy."
The secretary was very efficient, and was followed by a makeup team.
The makeup artist gave the dress to Lin Qingxu and asked her to change into it.
When Lin Qingxu came out, Gao Luo pushed her onto the sofa.
Someone puts makeup on Lin Qingxu.
Lin Qingxu wanted to stand up and said that a formal dress would be enough and there was no need to be so formal.
But Gao Luo pinched his face.
"The original intention of letting you learn piano was to let you shine in these kinds of cultural performances. Who knew you would treat it like a task, just to pass the exam and be done with it? I usually ask you to show more of yourself, but you don't listen."
"It's a rare opportunity like this, so just be obedient and let me do whatever I want."
Gao Luo sent away the other person who was braiding Lin Qingxu's hair and did it herself.
As the company grew, so did her network. Gao Yao attended many dinner parties, and through so much makeup, she learned a few things and became adept at applying her own makeup.
She can also easily braid Lin Qingxu's hair.
Holding her long hair in my hands, it was soft and silky.
Lin Qingxu stubbornly resisted: "It's not good to wear makeup to school."
"It's okay. I told your teacher Wang in advance. He said it's okay."
Gao Luo braided a bunny-like hairstyle with lop-ears, looked at Lin Qingxu in the mirror, and began to adjust a few places that she was not satisfied with.
"Studying is important, but youth only comes once. Sometimes you have to enjoy yourself while you can. It's not like your mother can't cover for you."
After experiencing a failed marriage, Gao Luo did think of using work to numb herself at first.
Even after she let go of her worries, she was still busy with her career all year round. Gao Luo was born in a family that favored boys over girls, so she knew how important the confidence given by her mother's family was.
Love rarely remains unchanged.
She thought that if her daughter ended up in the wrong hands like she had, at least she would be able to live a good life with the property she left behind.
But gains and losses always intersect.
Because of my busy work, the moments like this one that I can accompany Lin Qingxu and comb her hair are rare, making them even more precious.
Gao Luo bent down and looked at her daughter in the mirror. She was pretty, lively, had good grades, and knew a lot. She felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Anyway, all men are the same. Fortunately, she found a handsome guy in her early years with good genes.
Gao Yao pinned another hairpin into Lin Qingxu's hair: "Dress you up beautifully, and then we can have a sweet love relationship..."
"Mom, this is puppy love." Lin Qingxu interrupted in time.
Gao Luo remained unmoved and automatically blocked the message. She stuck the butterfly hairpin in her hair, clearly not wanting to hear anything.
Lin Qingxu sighed helplessly.
Her mother's girlish complex has never changed.
When I was a child, I wanted to arrange a marriage for Lin Qingxu and Kan Zhao, saying that they would grow up together as childhood sweethearts, and the plot of the novel came true.
"Qing Xu, who is the most handsome boy in your school?" Gao Luo suddenly asked.
"...Kan Zhao?" Lin Qingxu replied uncertainly.
She hadn't paid much attention to these things, but Kan Zhao was indeed the most handsome man she had ever met. At least the facts proved that Kan Zhao received a lot of love letters.
"It's so boring." Ms. Gao is a bit of a fickle person.
"So, is the top student in your grade handsome? Is he tall?"
“…It’s a girl.”
"That school bully..."
Lin Qingxu called out "Mom".
"The students of Nanhua High School respect the elderly and care for the young, and they are both good in character and academics. How could there be so many school bullies?"
Lin Qingxu was already considering whether to secretly uninstall a certain novel software from Gao Luo's phone.
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Singing and dancing, poetry recitation, and class chorus.
Qiao Yang, standing next to him, couldn't sit still either. "It's the same old thing every year. I'm getting bored. I guarantee it'll be the same next year as it was last year. I might as well just let me go home and play games. I'm going to try to get a rank at the beginning of the season."
Zhou Yu beside him nodded but disagreed, "After all, we still have a bet with the sports class. If you sneak back now, I will murder you right now."
"Go away." Qiao Yang pushed Zhou Yu. "How is that possible? Lin Qingxu hasn't come out yet. With our revolutionary friendship, how could I leave? Am I that kind of person?"
"Huh? Look, isn't that You Xinrui?" Zhou Yu pointed ahead. "She's performing for her class. What about Fang Hao's class?"
Qiao Yang tutted, "I told you, how can a private affair compare to a class event? It's obvious that our classmate You clearly distinguishes between public and private matters. Isn't that right, Kan Zhao?"
Kan Zhao glanced at him and pulled Qiao's arm away from his shoulder.
Zhang Ya pushed up her glasses. "Not necessarily. Maybe the PE class has found a more powerful backup."
Zhou Yu was silent for a moment. "Just in case, let's think about how to respond if the PE class really makes some unreasonable demands."
"Just do it." Qiao Yang tapped the armrest of the auditorium chair with his fingers. "I don't know about Qi Ke, but Fang Hao will definitely target Kan Zhao."
Kan Zhao acted as if it was none of his business, and everyone else looked solemn.
Qiao Yang smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Have you forgotten about Lin Qingxu? She can make Kan Zhao be punished?"
He turned around and asked the people around him, "By the way, how long will it take for our class to arrive?"
Zhang Ya glanced at her watch. "It seems our class is the last to go on stage. We're still late."
Qiao Yang nodded, propping up his chin as he watched the people dancing in the stands. "...Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've heard her play the piano. I've missed it. I stopped playing once I started high school. So, which piece did Lin Qingxu play? Kan Zhao, do you know?"
Kan Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to him and lowered his head to type.
HZ: Your teacher just asked for you.
LQX: I just called my teacher. My mom hired someone to do my makeup and hair, which took a while. They'll be here in a few minutes.
HZ: Okay. I've saved a spot for you. It's in the third row from the bottom. Kan Zhao sent me a picture.
LQX:ok jpg.
Seeing Kan Zhao remained silent, Qiao Yang became happy again: "Even you don't know. Haha, Lin Qingxu doesn't want you anymore."
Kan Zhao glanced at him lightly and replied in a low voice: "Get lost."
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