207: Chapter 207 If you don't correct your attitude, I'm going to spank you!

Qin Xun stood under the pomelo tree watering it when he suddenly heard a noise behind him and turned his head.

He saw Xia Ning's back as she was about to walk into the house.

Qin Xun quickly called out, "Ningning!"

Xia Ning stopped, her back to Qin Xun, her voice indifferent.

"You should pull up your pants before greeting someone; that would be more polite."

Qin Xun paused, turned around, and finished the last of the beer, raising the bottle.

"I was pouring beer, not fertilizing the pomelo tree. I'm grown up now, unlike when I was a kid..."

Seeing Xia Ning turn around, he continued.

"I usually only fertilize at night when no one is around."

Xia Ning: "..."

"You are truly disgusting."

Qin Xun sneered.

"Isn't that exactly the kind of thing you rich people call organic food?"

Xia Ning: "..."

Qin Xun's logic was so sound that she was once again left speechless.

She glanced at the beer bottle in Qin Xun's hand.

"You were writing a song in the living room just now."

"Why were you blinking, closing your eyes, saying all sorts of cringey, middle-schooler lines, and acting like a drunkard?"

Qin Xun smiled.

"People in the arts love geniuses, and geniuses are always a bit neurotic. How was my performance just now?"

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, was silent for a moment, and laughed.

"Pretty cringey."

Qin Xun: "..."

Xia Ning continued.

"However... Ye Lan seems to really buy into that act."

Just as she was speaking, Ye Lan hurried out of the house, looking somewhat excited. She pushed past Xia Ning, who was standing at the door, and walked toward Qin Xun.

"Teacher Qin, I've learned it."

"Could you give me some pointers?"

Seeing Xia Ning pushed to the side, Qin Xun felt a bit annoyed, though his face remained expressionless.

He nodded.

"You sing."

Ye Lan cleared her throat and began to sing.

"When will the moon be clear and bright? With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky."

"I do not know what season it would be in the heavens on this night."

...

Ye Lan had only sung two lines.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Qin Xun interrupted her directly, looking at Ye Lan coldly.

"You're a top-tier singer. Netizens say you have both talent and looks, and this is your talent?"

"It's only been a few minutes, and you're already rushing to sing it to me?"

"I thought you were actually capable!"

He walked up to Ye Lan, saw the panic on her face, and took the manuscript from her hand.

"This song is destined to be a classic, an eternal classic at that."

"First of all, this poem, 'Water Melody' by Su Shi, is the greatest of all Mid-Autumn Festival poems, a treasure passed down for a thousand years."

"As long as they are Chinese, everyone will learn it."

"If your rendition of 'wishing we last forever' is classic enough, children will certainly never be able to bypass this song when they study."

"This is a song that will be passed down for decades, maybe even centuries. Is this the attitude you have?"

Ye Lan hung her head, scolded like an elementary school student who had gotten their homework wrong.

Wang Cui stood behind Ye Lan, a fire rising in her heart, but she didn't dare say anything.

Xia Ning stood on the side, wanting to say something but holding back.

Qin Xun handed the manuscript back to Ye Lan.

"Go back and keep practicing!"

"There isn't much time left. You're going to be competing against the Cheng Tai Mid-Autumn Festival Gala later."

"If you sing it poorly, it won't just be your face that gets lost."

"If you don't straighten out your attitude, I'm going to hit your palm!"

Ye Lan looked up at Qin Xun, somewhat surprised.

"Hit my palm?"

Qin Xun nodded.

"Yes!"

Ye Lan turned and walked back into the house.

Wang Cui watched Qin Xun's chest heaving, as if he were about to explode with anger. She glared at him and followed Ye Lan inside.

Xia Ning walked over to Qin Xun, feeling somewhat helpless.

"I thought it sounded pretty good. Was she really that bad?"

Qin Xun shook his head.

"Not bad, it qualifies as excellent, but with Ye Lan's talent, she could handle it with much more nuance."

"I wrote this song so earnestly; how could she treat my hard work so carelessly?"

Xia Ning: "..."

Was he earnest when he was writing the song just now?

Not really!

Xia Ning sighed.

"Ye Lan paid 20.75 million, after all. You should be a bit nicer to her."

Qin Xun snorted coldly.

"I've realized that Ye Lan responds to toughness, not softness; she's a bit of a masochist who likes being treated harshly."

Xia Ning: "..."

She thought about it.

"Makes sense!"

Qin Xun added coldly.

"Most importantly, she shouldn't have pushed you aside just now."

Xia Ning was stunned.

"I... I don't mind."

Qin Xun said seriously.

"I mind."

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, not knowing what to say, and turned her head to look outside the small courtyard.

Qin Xun suddenly said.

"Ningning, let's go for a walk."

He reached out to hold her hand, but she dodged him.

"Can you have some professional ethics? Can you be a bit more serious about playing the role of my boyfriend?"

Xia Ning: "..."

She turned her head, glared at Qin Xun, and said in a very low voice.

"Don't be greedy. By that logic, does that mean at night we have to..."

At this point, she looked away again, staring at the dogtail grass on the side of the road.

Only to hear Qin Xun whisper.

"That works too."

Xia Ning turned her head sharply.

Qin Xun habitually covered his hair, but Xia Ning grabbed his ear and pulled it upward.

He grimaced in pain.

"Let go!"

"Only old married couples who have been married for years pull ears. You're going too far!"

Xia Ning let go and walked out of the courtyard with a cold face.

Qin Xun followed and walked side-by-side with her.

The two walked in silence along the ridge of the field outside the village.

Blue sky, white clouds, autumn breeze.

The air was filled with the scent of green grass.

The field ridge was neither wide nor narrow, and their shoulders often bumped into each other.

Suddenly.

Their hands accidentally touched.

Qin Xun took the opportunity to grab Xia Ning's small hand.

Xia Ning tried to pull away.

Qin Xun held on tight, looking ahead, and whispered.

"Someone from the village is coming from the other side; she's a core member of our village's intelligence network."

"If you shake me off, she'll definitely go around telling everyone I'm henpecked."

"Do me a favor. When we get back to Haicheng, I'll make you something delicious."

Xia Ning's voice was very soft.

"It's... it's just acting!"

"Don't overthink it."

Qin Xun opened his hand, felt around to find the angle, interlaced his fingers with hers, and held Xia Ning's hand tightly.

Xia Ning felt like she had been electrocuted.

At this moment.

A farm woman wearing rubber boots and carrying a hoe walked toward them. She looked at Xia Ning, so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.

"Xiao Xun, is this your girlfriend?"

Qin Xun answered with a smile.

"Yes, Aunt Lian."

Aunt Lian looked at Xia Ning, shaking her head in amazement.

"Beautiful!"

"So beautiful!"

"You are a lucky one!"

Xia Ning lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone.

Suddenly, she felt her hand tugged gently by Qin Xun, immediately understood what he meant, and looked up at the woman in front of her.

"Hello, Aunt Lian!"

Aunt Lian froze, then spoke as fast as a laser gun.

"Oh my, she's even better looking than a celebrity!"

"Little girl, what is your name?"

"Where are you from?"

"What do you do for a living?"

"How did you meet Xiao Xun?"

"Do you have any sisters or friends who aren't seeing anyone yet?"

Xia Ning: "..."

Why did answering these questions feel more exhausting than a business negotiation?

Qin Xun tugged Xia Ning's hand, pulled her behind him, and stood in front of her.

"Aunt Lian, my baby is shy, please stop asking."

Xia Ning: "???"