Unscientific Love

"Okay."

Ao Ye said.

"Alliance Leader, how many more chapters will you add for me?"

"5 nights at the very least."

"Five chapters is too few, but it's okay. Please give me more screen time."

"That's no problem, as long as we don't deviate from the main plot."

"Then write me in a more beautiful way."

"You can't make demands on me. If you do, then there are restrictions on what I write. Anyway, I'll just agree to your request."

"Okay, please check your inbox."

The senior student had already arrived inside the warehouse, a house with a high ceiling and a European-style interior. There was a strong smell of oil paintings coming from inside. The ceiling of the house also had chandeliers, tables, and other decorations. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a place where some kind of large event had been held before.

The table is still messy.

The senior student's painting was covered with gauze and piled up there—it must have been placed there directly by the warehouse staff when it was delivered, as they were in a hurry to finish it.

When Lin Yan'er saw it, she was clearly heartbroken. She had spent several months painstakingly creating the painting, and she was finally going to hold an art exhibition. Of course, she was unhappy to see it like this.

Ao Ye quickly went over and carefully arranged each of the paintings that his senior had placed on the easel, comforting her by saying, "Who's so heartless as to put them like this? Every single one of these works is priceless, you know?"

Then, Ao Ye's author account suddenly beeped.

The sound was very pleasant.

As he spoke, he took out his phone and glanced at it.

The result was a notification:

A rainbow pierces the sun!

[You have received a donation of 100000 Qidian Coins from reader Qian Youyou!!]

Fuck!

Ao Ye was taken aback.

Qian Youyou?

Great news!

But Ao Ye quickly realized that the first "Alliance Master" in the book was born at 61 words, thanks to a donation from his senior classmate and best friend, Wu Qian.

Amid the celebration, Ao Ye quickly flipped through the fan rankings of his books, and there he was astonished to see Qian Youyou at the top.

...However, this Qian Youyou sounds somewhat familiar, as if I've seen her somewhere before.

Ao Ye scrolled through his book reviews, and then, at the very bottom, he saw, "Oh dear~ Go for it! Author, hurry up!"

The book reviewer's nickname and ID were Qian Youyou.

Chapter 224 Qianqian, book a room!

"How about it? Remember to give me 10 more chapters!"

"You must keep your word, otherwise you will break your promise to the readers, do you understand?"

Wu Qian spoke in a coquettish voice and patted Ao Ye's shoulder. If she weren't good-looking and dressed in a flamboyant way, Ao Ye would definitely have scolded her harshly.

At this moment, Wu Qian looked at Ao Ye with a half-smile and a half-cold expression, almost unable to hold back her laughter.

She felt that a relationship based on mutual benefit was more practical.

You were so rude to me before, but now, Senior Wu Qian is your number one fan!

Be obedient.

Wu Qian immediately stuck out her fishnet-stockinged foot and kicked Ao Ye's leg in mid-air, then rubbed it against his leg and hooked it. Ao Ye glared at her.

What is this girl trying to do? So blatantly.

But Wu Qian then said, "How did it feel to be kicked by the top fan's beautiful feet?"

"Get away from me!"

Ao Ye was furious.

"Show some respect."

Ao Ye felt like he, a dignified eight-foot-tall man, had been teased.

This is intolerable.

"Oh, are you angry?"

"Then let me kick you and see?"

Ao Ye bent down and rubbed his calf, glaring at Wu Qian's beautiful legs in fishnet stockings. It really hurt from being kicked by her high heels.

"Okay, then promise me you'll be gentle."

Wu Qian stood next to an easel, her high heels clicking as she turned around, giving the impression that she was about to be kicked.

But the fact that this girl kicked his leg just now was really annoying. Ao Ye felt that she just couldn't stop talking nonsense. Ao Ye had never seen a girl like this before.

But when he thought of her arrogant attitude just now, Ao Ye felt he had to punish her.

"Okay, get ready, I'm coming."

"Snapped!!!"

Ao Ye kicked Wu Qian in the buttocks with the back of his foot.

"Ouch! That hurts!!!"

Although she was mentally prepared, she never expected it to hurt so much. Wu Qian quickly covered her bottom and kicked her legs backward to relieve the pain.

Ao Ye watched, increasingly surprised. Just what kind of creature was his senior's best friend?

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a woman's stern and angry voice rang out.

Who the hell is doing this kind of thing here?!

"Oh? Teacher Song, you're here. All my paintings are here. This is my junior and my classmate. They can come and help move things. Could you please arrange for my paintings to be put in the exhibition hall? The two of them are playing."

Lin Yan'er glanced at the two people beside her, thinking to herself, "Can't you two just stay quiet for a moment?"

"Hey, why did you kick me so hard?"

They saw someone coming.

Wu Qian quickly lowered her voice, and while rubbing her bodycon skirt, she negotiated with Ao Ye.

Ao Ye, fearless in his nature, retorted directly: "Why didn't you consider the consequences when you kicked me just now? Let me tell you, if you dare to offend me again, I'll teach you a lesson!"

This is tantamount to establishing authority.

I can't take advantage of my good relationship with my senior to act so lawlessly with her junior and give her the idea of ​​bullying me.

When Ao Ye came to his senses, he heard his senior's conversation and realized that the stern and angry woman's voice sounded somewhat familiar... but he couldn't quite place it. He didn't think much of it and turned around to see her face.

Ao Ye stared wide-eyed.

I just stood there, completely stunned!

she???

Despite all his calculations, Ao Ye couldn't have predicted that she would be here.

Dragon Art Museum, Teacher Song?

Yes, the senior student did mention the name "Teacher Song" just now.

Song Yiyuan, that beautiful PE teacher, is here too.

No! Ao Ye felt that Song Yiyuan would only be here if she had a part-time job or another identity.

But Lin Yan'er was speaking to her very respectfully just now. Could it be that she really is the person in charge of the exhibition here?

Moreover, judging from her age and status, it's not impossible.

!!!

Looking at the other person's attire, he was dressed in a professional suit, exuding a cool and aloof aura. He wore a white shirt and a black tight-fitting pencil skirt, and stood there with an air of elegance as he sized up Ao Ye.

What's more, she was wearing pink high heels, exactly the same as when Ao Ye last met her when she went out to do private coaching, wearing frameless glasses and looking like a sickly secretary.

What a disaster, to run into her here.

"So it was you."

"Oh, it's you, Teacher Song. What a coincidence, I'm here to help my senior."

Despite the awkward situation, Ao Ye quickly composed himself.

In theory, any tricky situation can happen.

But you need the courage to face anything without fear.

"Okay, I would definitely find it strange if someone else did this, but it's not strange if you do it."

The beautiful physical education teacher sighed.

It's best to avoid provoking this male classmate.

"Huh? Junior, you know Teacher Song?"

Seeing this, Wu Qian immediately raised an eyebrow at Lin Yan'er.

She hadn't expected that her classmate Ao had such a wide network of connections.

Moreover, judging from Teacher Song's tone, it seems that there is more to the relationship between the two.

Otherwise, why would he say such things?

"Yes, I know him. He's the PE teacher in charge of our basketball games. I didn't expect him to have so many roles."

Ao Ye exclaimed, "6! 6!"