148: Chapter 148 Departure, Hangzhou!

Friday arrived in no time.

On the eve of departure, two suitcases were piled in the living room.

At this moment, Shen Qingxue was squatting beside the suitcases, checking the items one by one.

As for Lu Li, he was leisurely leaning against the sofa and watching her bustle about.

"You're bringing two suitcases?"

"Yeah, after all, with the trip there and back, a lot of things need to be prepared. One suitcase isn't enough."

Shen Qingxue said without raising her head, then stuffed the last item in, zipped it up, and stood up.

"By the way, have you packed your things?"

Lu Li was stunned for a moment.

"Why would I pack anything?"

Shen Qingxue suddenly raised her head to look at him, expressionless.

"You're not going?"

"Why would I go? You're the one competing, I don't need to go on stage."

Lu Li wore a matter-of-fact expression.

But soon, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him.

"However..."

Shen Qingxue stared at him for two seconds.

"However what?"

"Ahem, but if you shout at me right now, 'Young master, please get in the car~', then I'll go with you."

Lu Li's expression was deadpan, but what he said was not serious at all.

Shen Qingxue was stunned. What kind of new meme was this? She looked at Lu Li with a somewhat suspicious expression.

"Young master... please get in the car?"

Seeing this, Lu Li hurriedly shook his head.

"No no no~ That's not the tone. You have to be like me, 'Young master, please get in the car~'. Did you learn it? Let's do it again."

Shen Qingxue looked at him without a word, and simply walked silently into the kitchen. Before long, Lu Li heard the sound of a knife being sharpened.

Lu Li: ∑ ( ❍ ฺ д ❍ ฺ lll )

Since when had his relationship with Shen Qingxue gotten this good? After all, as the saying goes, if we're brothers, come hack me?

"Fine, fine, I'll go pack. Remember to stay calm, stay calm! Impulse is the devil, don't be impulsive at all costs."

Lu Li hurriedly stood up from the sofa, walked into the bedroom, rummaged a backpack out of the closet, and started stuffing things inside.

Two T-shirts, a pair of big shorts, a pair of flip-flops, toiletries, and a charger.

There weren't many things. In short, four words.

Travelling light.

...

At seven the next morning, before the alarm even went off, Lu Li was woken up by Shen Qingxue's knock on the door.

"Get up, eat breakfast, and we leave at eight."

Lu Li rolled over, buried his face in the pillow, and muffled a response.

"Got it..."

After lingering in bed for five minutes, Lu Li stepped into his slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

Breakfast was laid out on the dining table.

And Shen Qingxue was already sitting at the dining table.

"I'm dying of thirst."

Lu Li flopped down into a seat, picked up the milk on the table, and gulped it down wildly.

"Right, what time is the high-speed rail?"

"Nine-forty."

Lu Li nodded, lowered his head to slurp down a couple mouthfuls of porridge, and then picked up a fried egg, swallowing it in two or three bites.

"What about after we arrive in Hangzhou? Go straight to the hotel or check out the competition venue first?"

Shen Qingxue scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, chewed it leisurely, and then spoke.

"We'll go to the hotel to drop off our luggage first, and go to the venue for a walkthrough in the afternoon. I heard the competition segments have slight changes this time, so we should go over and get familiar with them."

She paused and glanced at Lu Li.

"In addition, the competition starts at 7:00 tomorrow night."

Lu Li nodded; it was nothing more than staying another night.

After finishing the meal, Lu Li cleared the bowls and chopsticks, and then dragged the two suitcases downstairs.

Shen Qingxue followed behind him, carrying a small bag in her hand, with her hat and mask already put on.

Lu Li stuffed the suitcases into the taxi's trunk, opened the back door, and let Shen Qingxue get in the car first.

Before long, the car slowly drove out of the residential complex and merged into the morning rush hour traffic.

From Modu to Hangzhou, driving takes a little over two hours.

Lu Li originally wanted to rent a car and drive there, but Shen Qingxue firmly disagreed, saying that driving for so long would definitely make him very tired.

Although Lu Li really wanted to add that driving for over two hours actually wasn't tiring and was quite enjoyable instead,

in the end he honestly booked the high-speed rail tickets.

After arriving at the high-speed rail station, passing security checks, and checking tickets, everything went smoothly.

The high-speed train departed on time, and when they arrived in Hangzhou, it was not yet eleven o'clock.

...

The weather in Hangzhou felt a bit hotter than Modu. After exiting the station, a wave of heat rushed towards them.

With a bitter expression, Lu Li dragged a suitcase and stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.

Meanwhile, Shen Qingxue stood beside him with the brim of her hat pulled down very low, a mask covering most of her face, and similarly dragging a suitcase.

Just then, a taxi stopped.

Lu Li quickly stuffed the suitcase into the trunk, opened the back seat door, let Shen Qingxue get in first, and sat in the front passenger seat himself.

"Driver, to the Hilton Hotel."

"You got it."

The driver immediately pressed down on the accelerator.

Shen Qingxue leaned against the seat with her eyes closed, not knowing whether she was resting or thinking about things.

Lu Li turned his head to glance at her without disturbing her, took out his phone, and prepared to browse Douyin for a bit.

On the trending list, those two pieces of black material concerning him and Shen Qingxue were still hanging there, but the popularity had dropped quite a bit.

Replacing them was...

[Original Song Creator Competition Finals Are About to Start! Can Shen Qingxue Continue the Myth?]

Clicking in to take a look, the comment section was extraordinarily lively.

[come on goddess! I believe you are innocent!]

[Regardless of whether those dirt pieces are true or false, as long as the songs sound good, that's enough.]

[Looking forward to the goddess's new national style song! What kind of divine song will Lu Li write this time?]

[The goddess is coming to Hangzhou this time, may I ask if I have a chance to run into her?]

Lu Li nodded. Hmm... there weren't many malicious comments, but there were quite a few people shipping them.

But when he briefly paid attention to those circulating rumors, the netizens in the comment section had mouths as if they had eaten the Nine-Turn Large Intestines made by Xu Hao.

Talk about stinky.

Lu Li couldn't help smacking his lips. The comment sections on these two sides were truly polarized.

However, this was also the best proof that someone was deliberately steering public opinion; they were all internet water armies after all.

...

Forty minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the Hilton Hotel.

The hotel wasn't particularly luxurious, but the environment was quite nice.

Lu Li paid the fare and then walked into the lobby.

Shen Qingxue followed behind him, not letting Lu Li continue dragging her suitcase, instead taking it over smoothly herself.

When checking in at the front desk, the staff member glanced at them with a slightly subtle expression, but didn't say much.

Two rooms, adjacent, door-to-door?

After completing the check-in, the two returned to their respective rooms.

Lu Li's room wasn't very big, and the window happened to face West Lake, making the scenery quite nice.

Lu Li stood in front of the window for a while, pondered for a moment, and then took out his phone to take a photo and sent it to Shen Qingxue.

"The scenery outside the window is nice."

Shen Qingxue replied to the message very quickly.

"Yeah, I see it."

Lu Li stared at those words for two seconds, then typed out another line.

"Then what time are we going to the venue this afternoon?"

"Two o'clock. You should rest for a bit first."

"Okay."

Lu Li threw his phone onto the bed, collapsed flat onto the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

To be honest, although he was sometimes busy to death these past few days, he actually felt much more fulfilled than when he was simply lying flat before.

As expected, systematic lying flat yields the best results.

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