"Accent! Accent is very important!"
Zhang Shaozhong took out his phone and frantically searched for videos in the dialects of Southwest China.
"Come on, listen to this, get a feel for the tune... It doesn't have to be exactly the same, just something like it!"
The video showed:
"Little sister, time to eat!"
"Okay~"
"What?!"
Ling Qingxue: "..."
Night Enchantress: "What kind of gibberish is that?"
Zhang Shaozhong:
"...Forget it, this is too difficult. Just remember to speak slowly, be a little clumsy, and use a bit of 'yes,' 'easy,' and 'what' in your voice!"
Don't be too bookish, but also don't be too aggressive!
Next is behavior and manners.
"Fairy, please, can you not sit so upright? Hunch your back a little? It makes you look a bit ignorant."
Ling Qingxue tried to relax her shoulders, but her posture was still like that of a concubine who was slightly unwell, a far cry from that of a "country girl from the mountains".
"Hey lady, tone it down! Don't put your hands on your hips! Don't walk awkwardly! Don't look around! Keep your head down and look at your toes!"
Ye Meier tried to take two steps, but it was so awkward, as if she couldn't walk at all, which only made her more conspicuous.
Zhang Shaozhong covered his face in disbelief.
"Oh no, oh no, this isn't a village girl, this is clearly a case of an undercover investigation going wrong and a top courtesan from a brothel experiencing rural life..."
"Traveling incognito?" Ling Qingxue raised an eyebrow.
"The top courtesan of a brothel?!" Ye Meier bristled.
"Slip of the tongue! Slip of the tongue!"
Zhang Shaozhong wanted to slap himself. "In short, it's just not like it! It's completely unlike it!"
The training has reached a stalemate.
These two big shots have such strong personal styles that they can't be hidden in a short time.
Just as Zhang Shaozhong was pacing anxiously, considering whether he should prepare an escape plan in advance, a series of footsteps and voices suddenly came from the corridor outside the door!
"...Is this the place?"
"It should be, 502, that's right."
"Knock on the door and see if anyone is home."
Zhang Shaozhong's blood instantly turned cold!
My heart is pounding! No way?!
They just showed up like that?! So fast?!
Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier instantly tensed up, their eyes sharply fixed on the doorway, like startled cheetahs, instinctively adopting a defensive posture.
"Shhh!!!"
Zhang Shaozhong was terrified and hissed, "Quick! Pretend to be asleep! Or pretend you're not home! Don't make a sound!"
He hurriedly stuffed the leftover fried noodle box into the trash can, kicked it into a corner, then quickly jumped onto the sofa, lay down, pulled a blanket over half his face, closed his eyes, and pretended to be dead.
Ling Qingxue reacted quickly, her figure flashing silently to the bedside and sitting down. Then she quickly lay down on her side with her back to the door, her breathing slowing down as if she were asleep. However, her straight back still betrayed her nervousness.
Ye Meier was a little confused. She looked around and finally followed suit, moving to the other side of the bed and lying down facing inwards like Ling Qingxue. However, she was not used to such a cramped position and couldn't help but twist.
"Thump, thump, thump."
A knock sounded on the door, neither too loud nor too soft.
Zhang Shaozhong held his breath, remained motionless, and prayed in his heart: Nobody! Nobody! Nobody! Hurry up and go!
The person outside waited a while, then knocked three more times: "Is anyone home? It's for the community census."
Still no one responded.
Just as a glimmer of hope rose in Zhang Shaozhong's heart, he heard people outside say:
"Looks like nobody's here? I'll make a note of this and come back another time."
"Okay, let's go, there are still several more places."
The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.
Only when the sound was completely gone did Zhang Shaozhong on the sofa and the two women on the bed simultaneously let out a long, silent sigh of relief.
Zhang Shaozhong felt that his back was soaked, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
He slumped on the sofa, his body limp and he had no strength left.
"They...they left?"
Night Enchantress cautiously raised her head and asked in a low voice.
Ling Qingxue also sat up and straightened her perfectly neat clothes, but her face was still a little pale.
"I'm leaving for now..."
Zhang Shaozhong said weakly,
"But it will come again next time... You can avoid it once, but you can't avoid it a second time..."
After being frightened like that, all three of them truly felt the immense pressure brought by the words "unregistered resident".
That was no longer a distant concept, but a sword hanging overhead, ready to fall at any moment.
"No! We can't keep waiting passively like this!"
Zhang Shaozhong sat up abruptly, a resolute glint in his eyes.
We must take the initiative!
"How should we launch the attack?"
Ling Qingxue looked at him.
"Get the documents! We have to find a way to solve this identity problem!"
Zhang Shaozhong gritted his teeth and said,
"If the official channels don't work, then I'll have to resort to unofficial channels! I'll go out and ask around tomorrow to see if there's any way... um... to get a certificate."
He spoke vaguely, but his meaning was clear.
"Fake certificate?"
Night Enchantress's eyes lit up.
“I know this stuff! We used to make fake travel permits back in the day! Want me to help you find a way?”
"You're kidding me!"
Zhang Shaozhong quickly stopped her.
"My dear sister! You'd better stay home quietly right now! Don't go anywhere! Don't even step out the door! This matter needs to be investigated discreetly, don't let it be publicized!"
He was truly terrified of this guy who did whatever came to mind.
"Does inquiring about this require money?"
Ling Qingxue calmly pointed out the key issue.
"We've spent all the money we received the other day on food. Do you have any money left?"
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