Cultivation Shura Field

Song Xingye couldn't help but screamed, her left hand suddenly shrank, but she didn't let go of the spatula in her right hand. It seemed that she was going to continue cooking this dish.

Xu Zhe grabbed the spatula and said, "Rinse it with cold water. Leave this to me."

Song Xingye: "But..."

"Don't make trouble, take care of the burn first!"

Xu Zhe felt that his tone at this moment was definitely not good, fierce and urgent. However, the fire on the stove was still on, and the treatment of the burns was a race against time, so of course he didn't care about the tone.

But he was busy cooking and didn't see Song Xingye's expression. She washed the wound on her left hand with cold water, lowered her head, but couldn't help laughing on her little face, even the two dimples appeared.

After all, even though his tone was fierce and his action of grabbing the spatula was very overbearing, didn't this further prove Xu Zhe's concern for her?

Put the beef in the pot, stir-fry it a little, add some seasoning, then pour water into the pot, cover the pot, and turn down the heat. Next, just wait for the beef to slowly simmer over low heat.

After completing this entire process, Xu Zhe finally had the mind to turn around and look at Song Xingye.

The maid bowed slightly and said softly, "I am sorry to trouble the master."

Xu Zhe waved his hand: "Stop making trouble, let me see your hand."

Song Xingye obediently stretched out his left hand, allowing him to observe it carefully.

Xu Zhe pondered and said, "It's okay. There are no marks, not even any redness. How do you feel? Does it hurt?"

Song Xingye: "It still hurts a little, but only a little."

"It means the burn is minor. There's nothing wrong with it. To be on the safe side, let's rinse it again."

Xu Zhe took her hand to the tap and turned on the cold water. While doing so, he also leaned in to carefully observe the part that had just been scalded.

Song Xingye's left hand was held by both of his hands, and she couldn't help but cover her face with her right hand. She looked at the boy's serious expression, and there was indescribable sweetness in her eyes.

Although it did hurt a bit when I was burned, I am very happy now.

After a careful inspection, Xu Zhe finally let her go: "OK, no problem."

Song Xingye nodded and smiled, "Then I'll continue to make the next dish."

Xu Zhe was a little surprised: "You just got burned, and you're still doing it?"

"Since you're cooking, isn't it normal to get burned? I hope it doesn't leave scars."

After that, Song Xingye prepared the next dish. There were two stoves on the stove. While one stove was cooking beef, the other stove could be used to cook other dishes. Besides, cooking beef took the most time.

Watching the girl's skillful vegetable cutting movements, Xu Zhe suddenly asked, "Is your hand really okay?"

Song Xingye stopped using the kitchen knife, turned around and said with a smile: "After the master's diagnosis, there must be no problem. No one needs help now, master, just sit down and have a good rest."

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215. Chapter 214 213 Who can afford this

215.

2023-10-10

Xu Zhe had to admit that Song Xingye had already mastered the art of cooking. Although there were still some minor flaws, the color, aroma and taste of her food were no less than those of many adults around her.

For example, Tang Lingfei’s parents, and Song Xingye’s own parents.

After lunch, when Xu Zhe expressed this view, Song Xingye responded: "That's probably because the adults are busy with work and taking care of their children and don't have the energy to think about how to make the food more delicious. People have limited time and energy."

Xu Zhe: "But you have maintained your top grades and your cooking skills have improved so quickly..."

The girl smiled shyly: "Because a strong enough desire or motivation will enable people to concentrate and improve efficiency. Okay, I'll go wash the dishes, you can take a rest."

It was called a rest, but apart from helping out in the kitchen for a short while, Xu Zhe only ate and rested at noon today. He didn't feel tired at all now.

He didn't want to watch TV either, so he picked up his phone and found an unread message from Shen Lan.

[Let's have lunch together? I have something to tell you, something very important.]

Looking at the time when I received the message, it was an hour ago.

Xu Zhe found it hard to imagine that he hadn't even looked at his phone for more than an hour. But when he thought about the maid in front of him, it wasn't surprising. He couldn't help staring at Song Xingye for most of the afternoon.

So, how should I reply to Shen Lan now?

Xu Zhe thought for a moment and typed on his phone: [I was busy at noon and didn’t check my phone. Sorry.]

Just use the simplest method and be selectively honest.

Less than a minute later, Shen Lan sent another message: [Will you continue with your afternoon work? ]

Xu Zhe: [Go ahead, but I'll be a little late. ]

Shen Lan: [It seems you are very busy at noon. ]

Facing his sister's temptation, Xu Zhe thought about it for a while and replied: [I am indeed a little busy. So, what is it that you want to tell me? How important is it? ]

Shen Lan: [It’s very important. I want to tell you in person.]

[No problem, just wait for me at home. ]

After sending the last message, Xu Zhe put away his phone and estimated that it would take about half an hour to walk from Song Xingye's home to Shen Lan's home. In order to save time, he decided to take a taxi later.

So, are you ready to say goodbye?

At this time, Song Xingye had also finished washing the dishes, put on her white gloves again, and came to him.

Xu Zhe looked up at her, feeling a little embarrassed.

Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to enjoy lunch at someone else's house and then run away immediately?

And after running around like this today, when will I see Song Xingye in maid outfit again?

The girl saw the embarrassment in his eyes and asked softly, "Do you have something to leave for?"

Xu Zhe nodded and was about to speak, but she beat him to the punch.

Song Xingye did not complain about why he ran away after eating, and why he did not stay here for a while. The girl just smiled calmly, and her tone was still so gentle: "Then come again next time when the master is free."

She is so well-behaved and sensible that it makes people feel distressed... No, for Xu Zhe, it is not just distress, he even feels guilty.

Boys without any emotional experience are like this. When they feel guilty, they want to compensate the other person immediately. The problem is that none of the compensation methods Xu Zhe can think of seem appropriate. For example, giving someone a salary increase or a bonus? It's like using money to taint the innocence and love of a girl.

Song Xingye also lacks emotional experience, but her strengths lie in her perseverance and patience.

She saw Xu Zhe's struggle, but she did not seize this opportunity to make any demands, nor did she make any explicit moves. She just smiled and said goodbye.

"Thank you, um...next time, feel free to call me whenever you want me to come."

Xu Zhe said this, stood up and walked to the door.

"Okay master, goodbye."

Song Xingye saw him off, closed the door, and immediately took off the Band-Aid on his face.

This band-aid can completely cover the pimple and looks cute, but after keeping it on her face for a long time, it is more uncomfortable than expected. In fact, she really doesn't want Xu Zhe to stay here for too long, otherwise he will have to keep this on his face.

She crumpled up the Band-Aid and threw it into the trash can.

But at this moment, there was another knock on the door. It was unlikely to be my parents at this time in the afternoon, and someone had just gone out, so it was probably him coming back, right?

Song Xingye opened the door, but hid the small half of his face with acne behind the door frame.

It was indeed Xu Zhe at the door.

In his eyes, the girl who only showed half of her face looked even more timid and cute. Although, he didn't know why she did that.

Xu Zhe said, "I remembered a question. Do you need to keep it a secret that you are my female...er, assistant?"

"The maid costume must be kept secret," Song Xingye asked, "but does the assistant need it?"

Xu Zhe said uncertainly: "The main reason is that I am not sure about the scope of work right now. If it involves the company's affairs, then it cannot be kept confidential. But if it does not involve the company and is just a simple personal assistant, it can be kept confidential or told to others. It depends on your thoughts."

Song Xingye smiled and said, "Then please, keep it a secret until you start working in the company. Don't tell my parents, Feifei, or anyone else."

"no problem."

This time, Xu Zhe turned and walked away without looking back.

Song Xingye closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Until the end, he hadn't noticed the pimples on her face.

Of course, she didn't know how Xu Zhe would react if he saw the pimple. But out of girl's instinct, she didn't want Xu Zhe to see it. It was best for her to appear in his eyes as nearly flawless as possible.

"Very good, you did it this time, try harder next time."

Song Xingye muttered to herself and collapsed on the sofa. Because she no longer needed to pay attention to her image, her little feet wrapped in white silk were lifted up on the back of the sofa.

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When Xu Zhe got in a taxi and rushed to Shen Lan's house, Tang Lingfei and her father stepped into the musical instrument store.

The shop owner looked at the father and daughter and asked, "What do you want?"

Tang Lingfei pointed and said, "Guitar!"

Shop owner: "There are different types of guitars. Which one do you want?"

Tang Lingfei had already looked up information and done her homework. You don't need to be a child, you can still take the art exam if you start learning from middle school. There are not many options. And one of the options seems to be suitable for someone like me who has a music foundation but not deep enough.

Tang Lingfei said decisively: "I want an electric guitar."

Shop owner: "That depends on the price. There's a big difference between those below 3,000 and those above 3,000 or 4,000. How much do you want?"

Tang Lingfei held up two fingers: "Two thousand, and I've already checked the brand and model."

Tang Wanghai, who was beside her, just listened silently throughout the whole process without saying anything. The father felt relieved when he saw his daughter who was full of opinions.

It’s not easy. The lazy daughter who only thought about playing games and watching TV all day long actually started to consider her own future and wanted to seriously learn a musical instrument.

Of course, as to whether there were other factors that led his daughter to learn a musical instrument, he had no idea.

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216. Chapter 215 214 Lanzhe Technology

216.

2023-10-10

Xu Zhe knocked on Shen Lan's door, but she was still the only one at home.

As soon as the door opened, Shen Lan grabbed his wrist, pulled him in without saying anything, dragged him to the computer, and asked him to sit down.

Having just experienced Song Xingye's gentle style not long ago, Xu Zhe was a little overwhelmed by this straightforward sister. However, he glanced at the computer screen and immediately stopped paying attention to this insignificant difference in words and deeds.

Xu Zhe was pleasantly surprised: "Silver medal? Oh my god, you won a national award, and it's a silver medal!"

"Why, do you think I can't get it? It's just a silver medal, not a gold medal."

Shen Lan said this, but she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, revealing her true feelings at the moment.

She was so happy.

Xu Zhe added: "If you get the silver medal, will you be able to sign a contract with Jiaotong University?"

Shen Lan picked up her phone and shook it: "Guess, which school's admissions teacher did I contact?"

Xu Zhe: "Can I choose this thing myself?"

Shen Lan put down the phone and smiled, "Of course it's not that simple. I've been very busy today. You don't know how many calls I've made since this morning, and how many teachers from school have called me."

Xu Zhe also laughed: "Those schools know that they can't recruit gold medalists, and they don't like bronze medalists, so they just focus on you silver medalists and harass you, right?"

Shen Lan: "Among those admissions teachers, there was one from Jiaotong University, so I agreed directly. They are preparing the agreement and it won't be long before it's signed. But anyway, now it's settled, just focus on making games!"

"You can't be too relaxed, if... forget it."

Xu Zhe wanted to say, "It would be a big deal if she can't get into the first-tier universities," but considering Shen Lan's grades, he felt that the probability might be even lower than the probability of Feifei getting into Jiaotong University in the college entrance examination.

He began to think seriously about another problem.

After working together for these days, he increasingly realized that he had found a treasure by meeting this young lady. Even if we put aside the emotional factors and simply consider her ability and speed of improvement, Shen Lan was probably the most promising player he had ever met.

"Now we can think about the form of cooperation. I told you at the beginning that I want a partner, not a simple employee."

Seeing his serious expression, Shen Lan also restrained her smile and asked, "But you have already launched two games and made millions, right? I am your partner now, isn't that just picking peaches?"