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"Open the door, open the door! Time to get up!"

Before Fu Qian could respond, the person outside was already shouting, it was Qin Mingze's voice.

Fu Qian cast a lingering glance at his noodles and got up to open the door.

Outside the door, besides Young Master Qin who had come yesterday, there was a young man in his twenties who looked harmless.

Seeing Fu Qian open the door, the two exchanged a silent glance.

"Is Young Master Qin this free lately? Lost your job?"

Fu Qian looked at Qin Mingze expressionlessly.

"Lost my job, my ass! It's Saturday! Xiao Yu and I came to hang out."

Qin Mingze almost spat on Fu Qian, pushed the door open, and squeezed inside.

Classmate Xiao Yu, as he called him, smiled helplessly, greeted Fu Qian, and followed him into the house.

Classmate Xiao Yu's full name was Wu Qingyu, also an acquaintance of Fu Qian, and a mutual friend with Qin Mingze.

Wu Qingyu, twenty-four years old, was a student at a prestigious medical school and was currently in his internship. He was reportedly being squeezed so hard he couldn't tell day from night, and Fu Qian hadn't seen him in one or two months.

Ugh!

Young Master Qin rushed into the living room and plopped down on the sofa with a comfortable groan.

"It's still so comfortable lying here. My cervical spondylosis has almost flared up these past two days."

Wu Qingyu next to him was even more exaggerated, practically lying still the moment he touched the sofa.

"So, what's up? You two can't have just come over to use my sofa."

Fu Qian glanced at the noodles on the table.

"Hurry up, I haven't eaten yet."

"You're eating this?"

Young Master Qin looked at the table with a look of horror.

"Never mind, Xiao Yu and I brought some things. You can make do with them."

Wu Qingyu, who was lying down, weakly handed over a bag when he heard this.

"There's really nothing else. Xiao Yu and I are both off today. He said he hadn't seen you in a while, so we just came to hang out. Our weekend get-togethers have been on hold for a long time."

Young Master Qin explained with a straight face.

Qin Mingze and Wu Qingyu were among Fu Qian's few guests.

Once upon a time, Fu Qian was also a sunny boy, an excellent student.

With his extraordinary mind, for a long time, he was the child parents talked about, the nightmare of countless classmates.

However, after his parents' accidental death when he was ten, Fu Qian's personality changed drastically. In his words, he had a great awakening.

After months of contemplation on the meaning of life, he successfully kicked words like academics, social life, future, love, and career out of his vocabulary, completely growing into the person he was today.

His friends were naturally few and far between. Nowadays, Qin Mingze and Wu Qingyu basically constituted his social circle.

"You're off today?"

Fu Qian looked at Wu Qingyu, who was in a "Ge You lie" pose. The latter hummed in acknowledgment.

"I remember you saying you were swamped with work and had no rest time before?"

"I am busy!"

Wu Qingyu covered his face with a pillow, his voice like a dream.

"Running errands, night shifts, posting flyers, and when I occasionally have free time, I have to write papers. I'm even dreaming of papers now... So I came here to relax."

"Right? Bring out your console and let's play. It's been a while, and my hands are itching."

Qin Mingze patted Fu Qian.

It must be mentioned here that although Fu Qian often struggled to make ends meet, he did have a full set of gaming equipment at home, and he always kept it updated. For example, the reason he was broke recently was that he had just bought the latest game console.

As for why this was the case, as someone who embraced the "lying flat" lifestyle, Fu Qian had a lot of leisure time, and games were a great way to get dopamine.

At the same time, writing copy for some indie games was one of his sources of income. In Fu Qian's words, creation required understanding the application environment, and it was important to draw inspiration appropriately.

"What should we play today?"

Young Master Qin rubbed his hands together, the most excited of the three.

Nowadays, games were an indispensable topic for single young people.

The games the three of them had played together were countless. Among them, Wu Qingyu, with his nimble fingers honed by his professional training, had always been a dominant force.

However, Fu Qian was no longer what he used to be; his physical control had reached an incredible level.

Watching Fu Qian expressionlessly defeat them repeatedly, Young Master Qin finally became enraged and kicked him off the stage.

"Any progress on your latest career plan?"

While teasing a sleepy Wu Qingyu, Young Master Qin asked casually.

"It's only been a day."

Fu Qian thought, Finally, they're here.

He had already noticed the two of them observing him cautiously. Upon hearing them, he directly pressed the main console.

"Alright, tell me, what's going on with you two today?"

Qin and Wu exchanged a glance, and finally, Wu Qingyu hesitantly spoke.

"Yesterday, Brother Qin urgently found me, saying you seemed a bit off and he was worried about your health, so he insisted I come take a look with him."

"Xiao Qian."

Qin Mingze also looked serious.

"I understand your eagerness, but fitness should be a gradual process. Some quick methods can be very harmful to the body."

He finished and turned back.

"Is he really okay?"

"I have some confidence in that."

Wu Qingyu yawned.

"I don't know how Xiao Qian trained, but he's clearly very healthy. This condition could take on ten of me easily."

"But he trained too fast! I can't comprehend it!"

Young Master Qin looked at Wu Qingyu, his expression full of disbelief. The latter simply shrugged.

"How should I put it? Actually, I held back some details yesterday."

Fu Qian was deeply touched that his two troublemaking friends had taken time out of their busy schedules to check on his health. He decided to reveal some truths.

So there was another reason!

Qin and Wu immediately sat up straight, their eyes shining.

"Actually, I recently took on a new part-time job. The income is quite good, and exercising is just a side benefit."

"Good income? Manual labor?"

Qin and Wu were both surprised.

"Mostly, yes. Occasionally, I need to use my brain, and current skills are also important."

Qin and Wu's eyes glazed over.

"The workload must be huge, right?"

"Not always huge, but sometimes it's annoying to repeat things many times."

"Take care of yourself."

The two of them were speechless.

"Wait a moment."

After a moment of silence, Qin Mingze's expression changed drastically. He suddenly stood up and started taking off his clothes.

"Holy crap!"

This action completely stunned Wu Qingyu, who instinctively rubbed his face.

"I'm not awake yet, I'm not awake yet. I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming!"

After rubbing his face, he suddenly let out a wail.

"Why am I dreaming about not finishing my thesis!"

"Take off your clothes and wear mine."

Qin Mingze threw the clothes he had taken off to Fu Qian.

"What for?"

"Just put them on."

After Fu Qian was dressed, Qin Mingze took out his phone and took several photos from various angles. Then, he snapped his fingers.

"It's a waste not to use these muscles. We're about the same height. I'll photoshop your head out and replace it with mine. I'll be invincible when it comes to chasing girls."

Fu Qian looked back at Wu Qingyu.

"See? If you had this level of shamelessness, you would have finished your thesis long ago."

"...Maybe not."