System: Master Your Life-Chapter 541 - 130: Another Side of Shang Wanjun_3

Xu Lin is a straightforward person, but at this moment, he ascends to another level.

However, watching the movie actually doesn’t affect Xu Lin, after all, he’s surrounded by beautiful women now, and doesn’t need a movie to satisfy anything.

If I must say, the current state between the two of them is the so-called platonic love exchange.

Of course, it’s not quite at the level of love yet.

Plato emphasized the exchange on a spiritual level, as for physical desires, they are pushed to the minimum, or even completely disregarded. To ordinary people, this seems impossible, isn’t this just nonsense?

But tonight, Xu Lin, the lustful one, is indeed well-behaved, even with Shang Wanjun sitting in front of him, their chests almost touching each other’s backs.

Because Shang Wanjun is seriously studying the problem, and if he makes any move, it would truly be embarrassing.

Next, the two of them discussed this topic while watching the movie for about forty minutes.

After fully understanding the field she wasn’t familiar with, Shang Wanjun started to revise the sensual content she wrote.

Once finished, she said, "Can you help me take a look at my writing? See how I’ve done."

"Okay, let me take a look."

Shang Wanjun’s book hasn’t been published yet, it’s just a pure draft, but even without punctuation marks, it’s about one hundred seventy thousand words.

"How long have you been writing?"

"Three months, I guess. I’ll wait till I’m finished to publish it, but I might not publish it; I just have a need to express myself, and writing it out is like a cathartic release."

Shang Wanjun: "Just evaluate how my writing is, you don’t need to spare my feelings.

"I’ll take a look first, it might take some time."

Xu Lin read quickly and finished in less than half an hour.

"I think it’s quite good."

"You don’t need to spare my feelings."

"It’s really quite good. The heroine has a strong personality, a female lead, and the writing skills are strong, even exceedingly so. Few people in online novels possess such writing skills, though the plot is a bit lacking. Additionally, it doesn’t seem very suitable for online fiction; this book leans more towards a publication feel. I think once you finish writing, you could try submitting it to a publisher."

"A publisher?"

"Yes, women’s online fiction isn’t like this, and online fiction is too rushed, not quite suitable for you. By then, you could try submitting it to a publisher, I think it’s very promising."

"Alright, I can treat it as just having fun. I’m not depending on this for a living."

Shang Wanjun then said, "Next month I’m going to take my doctoral entrance exams, if all goes well, I’ll start my PhD in September."

"Are you usually so busy? How’s the preparation going?"

"I’m not low on IQ, preparing is not a problem for me."

Shang Wanjun, although a literary youth, doesn’t study literature, like Arts, but rather physics, theoretical physics.

"Then good luck."

"Mm hmm!"

Shang Wanjun stretched in front of Xu Lin.

"I’m sitting in front of you, kind of like leaning into your arms, Xu Lin, do you have any thoughts?"

Shang Wanjun directly leaned onto Xu Lin.

"I’m quite the handsome guy myself, I should be the one asking if you have any thoughts!"

"Actually, I also have physiological impulses."

Shang Wanjun honestly said, "I feel strange in my body, unlike watching a movie. When watching a movie, I feel tranquil, but next to you, I feel strange, wanting you to treat me like in the movies, I have physiological reactions to you."

"Why don’t we give it a try?"

"That’s not feasible!"

Shang Wanjun laughed, "However, being with you, I feel genuinely happy. Only you chat with me and can even talk about things that others would think I’m crazy for. No one else understands me, I can only act like what society deems normal on the outside, but that’s not really me. It seems like only in front of you, I can be my true self."

"In front of others, you’re ’in the world.’ People are social creatures, and individuals can’t be detached from the group. To some extent, one has to conform to society, isn’t that just blending in with the light and dust? Of course, in front of me, you can relax and be who you want to be."

"Actually, there’s something I want to do."

Looking at him, Shang Wanjun said, "Xu Lin, do you want to see me dance?"

"You can dance?"

"I learned it online by myself, some not-too-difficult dances."

"If you dance, I’ll watch."

"Then wait a moment."

Shang Wanjun got up, wearing a cheongsam and standing barefoot on one side.

Xu Lin also moved his chair, adjusting his position to watch.

"I’m about to start dancing."

Shang Wanjun pinched her elegant fingers like a beautiful orchid, and Xu Lin nodded.

Then, Shang Wanjun began dancing gracefully in front of Xu Lin, it was a kind of traditional style dance which Xu Lin couldn’t name.

But Shang Wanjun danced really well, she has a gift for movement, even more professional than professional dancers.

She was wearing a cheongsam, a cheongsam beauty dancing, one can only imagine the beautiful scene, how incredibly enchanting it was.

And, the way she danced was so full of feeling, evoking a sense of overwhelming beauty.

It was the first time Xu Lin saw Shang Wanjun like this, discovering that she actually had this side to her.

This is the real her!

"My lord, does this servant’s dance please you?"

Unexpectedly, Shang Wanjun came up with this playful, slightly teasing line.

"Are you Daji?" Xu Lin was quite intrigued.

Shang Wanjun didn’t directly respond, instead she spun around three hundred and sixty degrees, a graceful turn full of the beauty of dance artistry, and directly fell into Xu Lin’s arms, leaning her back against him, her eyes enchanting, glancing charmingly.

"No, I am the lord’s Daji!"

"Since I’m the lord, doesn’t that mean I can favor you?"

"No way! Haha..."

Shang Wanjun got up again, adjusted her clothes, "I want to dance a bit more!"

"Dance on, I’ll be your audience."

Then, Shang Wanjun forgot herself in dance for another half an hour.