Chapter 78: Like Butterflies Dancing in the Sunlight

Wang Chuan spoke: "Lu Na, aren't your standards too high? You're so beautiful; taking down the department head might be a problem, but taking down a young doctor, no problem, right?"

"Taking down the department head?!" Lu Na covered her mouth and laughed. "Wang Chuan, you're really funny!"

"Feeling a bit better?" Wang Chuan asked.

"Miss, hello. You fell asleep just now, so the 'Half a Day of Floating Life' nine-grid set you ordered wasn't brought up."

A waitress brought up a plate with a wooden nine-grid box; the characters "Half a Day of Floating Life" were written on the lid.

"Wang Chuan, look quickly, this is 'Half a Day of Floating Life'! I love this 'Osmanthus Glutinous Rice Lotus Root Slices' the most; the osmanthus scent is sweet, and the lotus root slices are soft and sticky!"

As she spoke, she had already carefully speared a slice of osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root with a silver fork and took a small, satisfied bite.

Wang Chuan glanced at the dazzling array of dim sum, his gaze falling on the pickled plums. "Aren't you particularly sleepy? Eat this sour one."

Lu Na made an OK gesture and started eating.

Wang Chuan looked at the writing above the grid and smiled: "This teahouse has quite interesting names for its dim sum. Green bean cake, topped with a layer of fine sugar frost like snow, is called 'Emerald Pool Floating Snow'. Lu Na, you're eating that osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, called 'Osmanthus Scent Through the Corridor'."

Lu Na swallowed the snack in her mouth and said, "My father brought me to this teahouse before. I heard the boss used to be a teacher at Mingzhou University."

Watching Lu Na eat with relish, Wang Chuan walked to the front desk to pay. The cashier said, "Eighty-eight yuan in total."

"Wait, give this young man a 50% discount. Forty-four. Never mind, forget the change, forty yuan is fine."

A young, beautiful pregnant woman walked over and gave the order.

Wang Chuan thought, What's going on here? He asked, "Boss, what is this?"

"You're Professor Ning's friend, right? For her friends, a 50% discount is normal."

Remembering that Ning Hui had said the teahouse boss was a friend of hers, Wang Chuan looked at the business license on the wall.

Name: Mingzhou City Heshu District Qingyuan Teahouse; Person in Charge: Chen Qing; Organizational Form: Individual Operation...

"Thank you, Boss Chen. My name is Wang Chuan."

The pregnant woman smiled: "Chen Qing is my husband. My name is Xue Yuan. I usually manage this shop. My husband likes to stay at home writing prose and novels."

Wang Chuan's face showed embarrassment.

Lu Na, walking over, changed the subject: "Boss's wife, I see you're about to give birth recently. I feel like it's twins? You can come to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department at Mingzhou First Hospital."

"Yes, twins. Are you doctors at Mingzhou First Hospital?" Xue Yuan said with her hands on her hips.

Lu Na introduced, "I'm a nurse, and he is a doctor at Mingzhou First Hospital."

Xue Yuan took out two business cards and handed one each to Wang Chuan and Lu Na. "Whenever you come normally, you get a discount. On Saturdays and Sundays, when it's crowded, you can call me to reserve a private room."

Seeing that Lu Na and Wang Chuan were still separated by some distance, she inferred they were not a couple but possibly colleagues, so she handed out two business cards.

Wang Chuan and Lu Na returned to Tantang Street. Lu Na suggested, "Wang Chuan, you didn't eat much; I ate all those snacks."

After speaking, she touched her small belly under the white T-shirt and said, "Let's go to the third floor of the Jinyi Mall nearby to play and digest. Then, we'll walk two kilometers to the Sanjiang Road area for dinner."

"No problem. On such a hot day, the streets are like a steamer."

"Then let's go! Fly out of this steamer."

Under the summer plane trees, wearing a tight white T-shirt on top and a floral short skirt below, Lu Na revealed her charming dimples.

In front of Wang Chuan, she spun and moved forward, then spun again, like a butterfly dancing in the sunlight.

On the third floor of Jinyi Mall, Lu Na took out one hundred yuan, exchanged it all for game currency, and stuffed a big handful into Wang Chuan's hand.

"Lu Na, let's go to the basketball machine. Three rounds. If I lose one round, it counts as you winning!"

Wang Chuan arrived at a basketball machine. This was a common mechanical basketball machine with a fixed hoop height and a constantly rolling conveyor belt below transporting basketballs.

The screen displayed a countdown of 60 seconds; the more goals scored, the higher the score.

"Wang Chuan, you're so amazing?!"

"Lu Na, come challenge! Ball Follows the Heart!"

The sweet tone changed to a cold voice entering his ears.

In a daze, Wang Chuan thought he heard the classic line of Honor of Kings' Luna: "Sword Follows the Heart!", her ultimate move, Endless Combo Under the Moon.

Lu Na inserted coins and started! The machine emitted "Beep beep beep," an urgent countdown preparation sound.

Wang Chuan grabbed a basketball with one hand and exerted slight force with his wrist! Swish! A swish shot into the net! The movement was clean and crisp.

He was fully focused on the hoop, his arm quickly and steadily repeating the actions of grabbing the ball, aiming, and shooting.

The "Bang bang" sound of the basketball hitting the backboard and the "Swish swish" sound of the net were incessant in his ears, while the score on the screen soared rapidly.

On Lu Na's side, the style was completely different; her shooting posture wasn't that standard, looking more like she was throwing the ball.

"Oh my! So close!" "Ah! It bounced out again!" She couldn't help but shout and exclaim as she shot.

The buzzer sound signaling the end of the countdown rang out; Wang Chuan won the first round of the basketball machine competition with an absolute advantage.

"Again, I'm not convinced!" Lu Na lifted her T-shirt and wiped off the sweat.

Without surprise, the next two rounds ended with Lu Na's crushing defeat.

Wang Chuan saw Lu Na leaning against the wall. After intense exercise, the flush on her face was even more obvious, a few stray hairs stuck to her sweaty temples, and her chest heaved continuously.

Lu Na's face showed a sweet, soft smile, her voice carrying a slight pant from the exercise: "Wang Chuan... are you... on the university basketball team? Your shooting is so amazing! Your stamina is quite good..."

She paused for a moment, as if remembering something, her bright apricot eyes blinked, as if talking to herself, yet also speaking to Wang Chuan:

"My mom said that when finding a doctor son-in-law, good stamina is a bonus point, especially... for a Surgery Department doctor, as surgeries can last all day."

Wang Chuan, who was just grabbing a bottle of chilled mineral water to gulp down, heard this and almost choked the water into his windpipe, coughing violently.

Fortunately, he had the consciousness of a forty-year-old, so he didn't let his ears turn red.

Seeing his awkward state, Lu Na said, "Just teasing you!" and giggled, her laughter crisp.

After seven or eight minutes, the flush faded. The unyielding Lu Na shouted, "I've rested well. Let's go to the dance machine competition; that's my strong suit."

Her sweet voice carried excited joy as she pointed to a vacant dance machine in the distance.

Wang Chuan walked over and saw it was a DDR dance machine.

DDR dance machine's first-generation classic dance track "Butterfly," a familiar melody:

Ai yai yai yai Ai yai yai yai;

Where's my samurai;

I've been searching for a man......

"Let's choose COUPLE?" Lu Na suggested.

Wang Chuan had played with Pei Nanli in Jiangcheng and knew COUPLE was the couple mode.

Two players share the chart arrows; when one side lacks arrows, the other's chart automatically fills them; in the final stage, a synchronized chart appears, requiring the two to coordinate their steps with perfect chemistry.

"We are competing; choose VERSUS mode, a match."

"That works too!"

After Lu Na inserted the coin, she instantly entered the zone, her eyes focused on the screen, her body like it was fitted with springs.

Left! Right! Up! Down!

Her steps were light, precise, and bouncy, making crisp, sharp "pa-da" sounds as she stepped on the pads.

Spins, cross-steps, continuous stomps...

Her movements flowed like clouds and water, her ponytail tracing lively arcs with her jumps and turns, like fluttering butterflies.

Soon, after the intense dancing, Lu Na's cheeks flushed again, like a ripe peach.

Wang Chuan, standing aside, felt inferior; his steps were as if weighed down with lead, hard to move, and his gaze was the same.