Unscientific Love

Who would normally imagine that a boy would be doing that with Lin Yan'er, the goddess of Nanjing University, in the art studio?

Ao Ye felt that if this matter got out, it would definitely damage his senior's reputation, so he quickly withdrew.

If anyone asks, just say you admire the senior student and were just helping her put on her shoes.

But that senior student also seems to have a great figure.

She has a great presence and is very charming.

And if such an opportunity really arises, and the two girls don't mind showing off their legs, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

But there's just one missing opportunity.

or?

Looking for an opportunity to learn photography?

Anyway, those alluring photos all require a photographer to take them.

As long as your skills are excellent.

If that time really comes, Ao Ye will take a camera and take close-up photos of his senior Lin Yan'er and her classmates.

Both of them were wearing JK uniforms!

But it seems that Nanjing University's cherry blossom festival is about to open.

There are dedicated clubs that organize cosplay events.

I'm actually quite looking forward to it.

After saying goodbye to his senior, Ao Ye left the teaching building with its huge white shadow sculpture in the art building and muttered to himself as he walked towards his dormitory, gazing at the twilight above the dome.

As night falls, the towering poplar trees near the art building cast an impenetrable shadow over the sky, leaving only a cool shade.

The scene with the goddess-like senior just now is really making my mouth water.

It's getting late, we should head back soon.

As I passed by the open-air basketball court, a group of shirtless boys were playing a heated 3v3 game, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers. Among them were quite a few skilled players.

As Ao Ye walked straight through the middle of the basketball court, he seemed to see a familiar figure standing in the abandoned badminton court next to the basketball court.

But he didn't pay too much attention. Instead, he went straight to dormitory building No. 11 in the grass and trees area, entered through the main gate on the first floor, rushed up to the fourth floor, and returned to his dormitory room.

As soon as I arrived at the dormitory entrance, the system notification sound from the game world, "double kill," rang out.

But clearly, the notification sound was clear and pure, far less appealing than the mature, sophisticated voice of senior student Lin Yan'er.

My senior is a goddess who is one in a million and makes people's hearts flutter.

"Come on! You think you can run? You think you can run? Watch my ultimate move!"

"You have been slain!!"

……

Well, upon hearing that assertive Mandarin voice, Ao Ye already knew who it was.

But clearly, this guy was just excitedly about to attack someone in the game, only to be greeted with the notification sound of himself being killed. It was quite tragic.

"Shall we give it a shot?"

On the bed, Lao Wu bent over, rapidly typing on the keyboard while playing King of Glory. He glanced at Ao Ye, who had just returned to the dormitory, and invited him with a competitive spirit.

"No, I have something else to do."

If this game could fully immerse players, allowing several people to explore together or face enemy soldiers, it might feel quite exciting.

People's expectations for games are generally too high these days. While online games can alleviate boredom and leisure time, they are still missing something.

Perhaps they've simply gotten tired of playing Honor of Kings.

Ao Ye isn't very interested in it now.

"Are you going home?"

"Yes, Chuchu is still waiting for me at home."

Ao Ye packed his earphones and power bank on his bed, put them in his bag, and prepared to leave.

Old Yang was leaning against the bed, wearing a headset, humming and calling out mushy things like "baby wife" and "kiss".

Bamboo lay on the bed reading a novel, a mysterious smile playing on her lips as she read.

Ao Ye glanced at the kid, thinking to himself, "Please, this isn't my novel. It feels really weird that my roommate is reading my novel every day."

It feels like someone is spying on your thoughts.

It's better to read it from a stranger online.

Seeing Ao Ye wouldn't make me feel awkward.

Everyone knows what I mean.

[Sister Bibi, your legs are amazing! You could keep them moving for years to come.]

Suddenly, I heard Zhu Zi speaking into her phone.

Ao Ye then glared at him.

What are you doing with the bamboo?

"How about I provide voice acting for your novel?"

"Sister Bibi?"

Ao Ye suddenly felt a little flustered.

He doesn't remember this line being in the novel.

At the time, I was writing a novel at the home of the beautiful Wang Bi. When I went out, I did see that Wang Bi had changed out of the white lace dress she was wearing.

All that was left was a strawberry-colored suit jacket that covered her legs.

It's incredibly sexy, presented right in front of you.

Her own feet were also making a pattering sound, bobbing up and down against the surface of her high heels.

But my strategy at the time was to get out of that place as soon as possible.

Because you don't know what will happen next.

Sister Bibi looks so mature and charming.

However, even knowing there are strangers around, it's not appropriate to dress so provocatively at home.

But wealthy people may be more inclined to focus on their own spiritual happiness.

I didn't think much of it.

"Yeah, voice acting is kind of fun. It would be great if we could get a girl to do it with us. The characters in your novel are quite interesting: a goddess senior, a twin-tailed loli, a ballet girl who loves the outdoors. Maybe I can go to the anime club and find some girls who are willing to do voice acting for you."

"Anime club?"

"Yeah, look, I'm a member of the anime club now."

Bamboo, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and shook an amber bead around her neck.

"what is that?"

"Dragon Ball, the symbol of the anime club members."

"It feels a bit like a collar."

"Hahaha, bamboo might just like that."

Old Wu, who was standing nearby, chimed in after hearing the topic of their discussion.

Ao Ye shrugged.

Bamboo immediately said, "Brother, you don't know this, do you? It's a special ceremony for our club members. The cherry blossom festival is coming up at the end of the month, and all of us club members will be cosplaying characters from anime to participate. Hey, Night, how about I give you a Tanjiro cosplay?"

"Demon Slayer?"

"I want to cosplay Tang San!"

"Alright, Lao Wu, go play your game."

"No way, I've been looking forward to this kind of event for a long time. Even if I can't cosplay Tang San, giving me Xiao Yan would be great too."

Old Wu was playing video games on the bed, seemingly lost in thought.

Are there any girls here?

"Nonsense. Several beautiful girls from the dance clubs have come over to participate, including some ballet dancers."

"No, I want one too!"

Old Wu was engrossed in playing games on the bed when he jumped off the bed, leaned against the bed frame, and spoke to Zhu Zi.

Where's Lao Yang?

"He should just play Yang Guifei; it wouldn't look out of place anyway."

"Mmm~ Kisses~"

They mentioned Lao Yang, intending to discuss it with him, but when they heard his cheeky manner, as if he were being lured by a beautiful snake, they couldn't help but sigh.

"A man in love doesn't need this kind of activity."

"Are you sure you want both of them?"

Seeing that her interest had been piqued, Zhu Zi said from the bed.

Old Wu readily agreed.

Ao Ye nodded as well.

The campus cherry blossom festival has such a great atmosphere. Everyone loves traditional Chinese style and anime, which adds a lot of story elements to Ao Ye's novels. He really likes these unique events.

"Alright, I'll register you two first, but there are limited spots available."

As Zhu Zi spoke, she glanced down at her phone and wrote two names in a group called "Nanjing University Cherry Blossom Festival Registration".

Then he lay back down on the bed and continued reading the novel.

"No, Bamboo, which chapter are you reading now?"