Chapter 1806 - 668: In Lou Hongyu’s Bedroom...

Chapter 1806: Chapter 668: In Lou Hongyu’s Bedroom...

Lou Hongyu saw that Zhang Jingdong didn’t look like he was joking, so she hesitated and said, "You... did you really move it there with your mind?"

Zhang Jingdong forced back a laugh. "If you don’t believe me, I can do it again for you."

Lou Hongyu instinctively wanted to say yes, but she quickly thought of something, and hurriedly shook her head. "N-no... no need, I’ll just trust you this time."

Zhang Jingdong shrugged. "Since that’s the case, give me a score for this performance then?"

Lou Hongyu pressed her lips together. "Even though your little performance was a bit pervy, the effect and the difficulty were both pretty good. I’ll give you 98."

"Still only 98! Your standards are really something, ma’am. Fine, in that case I’ll have to bring out the big guns. Do you have any paper and pens here at home?"

Lou Hongyu paused for a second, then replied, "Of course, but they’re in the bedroom."

"You go get them, I’ll wait here. Tonight I have to get a perfect score from you."

Because of those two top-tier performances just now, Lou Hongyu was a bit high on his act, and she actually nodded. "...All right."

With that, she turned and walked out of the bathroom.

The moment she stepped out, Zhang Jingdong quickly moved to the bathroom door.

When he heard Lou Hongyu open her bedroom door and go in, he briskly exited the bathroom.

Not long after, Lou Hongyu had just picked up paper and pen from the desk in her bedroom and was about to head back to the bathroom, only to see Zhang Jingdong appear in her bedroom!

She panicked instantly and blurted, "Y-you... when did you come in? Get out, now!"

But not only did Zhang Jingdong not leave, he actually came closer and sat down on the chair by the desk.

"I forgot to tell you, the next performance is drawing, so I need somewhere to sit, and you need somewhere to lie down."

"You..." Lou Hongyu’s face burned with shame. "No way. Change to another act. This is too much, I... I can’t accept it!"

Zhang Jingdong leaned over and took the paper and pen from her hand. "Any other performance is going to make noise. This is the only one that won’t make a sound, and I can still get a perfect score from you."

"So hurry up and cooperate. The more you cooperate, the faster the performance ends. The less you cooperate, the slower it ends."

Lou Hongyu glared hatefully at a certain bastard.

Zhang Jingdong met her gaze with a wicked grin. "Classmate Lou Hongyu, stop throwing me those sultry looks. It’s late at night, and it’s just you and me here. My willpower is pretty average, so don’t play with fire."

Lou Hongyu felt the heat in Zhang Jingdong’s eyes, and she believed he wasn’t bluffing. After all, two hours ago he’d just proven his abilities in "that aspect" next door with Lin Danning.

So even though she was furious and mortified, the wolf was already in the house, and she knew she didn’t have any other choice.

She could only secretly exhale, then walk over to the bed.

"Hurry up and draw. I’m only giving you twenty minutes at most!"

Seeing her being so obedient, Zhang Jingdong said, "Okay, twenty minutes it is."

"But let me just say this: other people would need at least an hour to draw something like this. So when you’re scoring me later, you have to take that into account."

Because she was still fuming, Lou Hongyu didn’t reply.

So Zhang Jingdong changed the subject. "You’ve seen Titanic, right? And that part where Rose is naked, right? Just strike Rose’s pose now, except you don’t have to be naked."

Lou Hongyu’s face instantly flushed red again. She snapped coquettishly, "I can’t do that pose. I’ll just sit like this. Just start drawing!"

"Then lean against the wall and cross your legs."

Lou Hongyu shot him a sideways glance. "No! I’m staying like this. Are you drawing or not?"

Zhang Jingdong stopped spinning the pen in his hand. "Do you really want me to help you pose? You do realize that if I help you pose, I might not just be ’helping you pose,’ right?"

Lou Hongyu bit her lip, and in the end could only scoot back, lean against the wall, then cross her legs.

"See? Wouldn’t it have been easier to do that from the start."

Zhang Jingdong smiled and began his work.

Five minutes later, Zhang Jingdong was completely in the zone, his hand moving faster and faster.

On the one hand, Lou Hongyu felt like she and Zhang Jingdong right now were practically reenacting the scene in Titanic where Jack draws Rose; on the other, she suddenly realized that Zhang Jingdong as he drew might actually be even more handsome than DiCaprio.

She didn’t want to admit it, but some corner of her heart kept churning out that thought.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Jingdong put down his pen, lifted his wrist to check the time, then said, "Tsk tsk, exactly twenty minutes. Take a look."

Lou Hongyu got off the bed and took the paper that Zhang Jingdong handed her.

And the moment she saw the drawing, she was instantly stunned by how good it was!

Not only did Zhang Jingdong capture her likeness perfectly, the portrait was different from a photo: it actually showed her anger, and he’d even captured the tiny detail of how the corners of her mouth habitually lift when she’s mad.

Three minutes later, watching her stare in a daze, Zhang Jingdong teased, "All right, Classmate Lou Hongyu, time for the scoring segment again. Go on."

Only then did Lou Hongyu snap out of it.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "...Fine. Since you finished something like this in only twenty minutes, I’ll give you 100 this time."

Zhang Jingdong immediately sighed in mock relief. "Took some doing, but I finally got a perfect score!"