Unscientific Love

"This is a rare opportunity, a chance to hone your skills. Now that you have experience performing in front of an audience, you'll be even more successful at work!"

"Wu Hongyun! He sings really well, and he was the first place winner in the Nanjiang City HK District audition for Produce 101."

Amid the chaos, someone made a suggestion.

Then everyone's eyes turned to the third-to-last row, where the young man who looked a bit like a celebrity was sitting.

"That's right, Wu Hongyun! Wu Hongyun!"

"Let alone small performances, he's probably the champion of the campus singer competition in May."

"A one-hit kill."

Some people were making a fuss.

The handsome young man named Wu Hongyun smiled and said, "No need, no need, oh really no need." Then he shamelessly stood up.

This drew criticism from the group of boys behind him.

"Okay, that's one student! Anyone else want to come up and perform?"

On the stage, Zhang Jing, a girl in a tight white shirt, waved to the people in the audience once again to recruit them.

"Night, aren't you going up there to perform?"

In the last row, Bamboo, who had been reading quietly with glasses, must have heard the discussion from over there and nudged Ao Ye's shoulder in a disgruntled manner.

"That guy who looks like a celebrity is only ranked 13,000th in Hongkou in singing. Besides, Ye is also a novelist, so his writing and singing skills should be quite good."

"on!"

Old Wu, standing nearby, also encouraged them.

At first, Ao Ye thought the two were just making a fuss, but the next moment, Lao Wu raised his hand high and stood up: "We also have a handsome guy here who sings very well, Ao Ye."

Then Lao Wu pulled Ao Ye up.

"Old Wu!"

Fuck your sister!

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"Haha, I only have an older sister, no younger sister."

"Fuck your sister!"

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"Hold!"

The two almost came to blows.

But then a few girls in front of them started whispering: "No, it's that handsome guy whose mask just fell off?"

"What are you calling me... Ao Ye!"

"Hahahaha! What a ridiculous name! It's hilarious!"

"My name is Sui Wujue!"

At that moment, after Lao Wu finished his recommendation, the entire lecture hall erupted into chaos.

Ao Ye wanted to pull Lao Wu and Zhu Zi aside and ask if they could keep a low profile, but the two of them, as if they had planned it, pushed and pulled Ao Ye out.

"Get him!"

The bamboo made a gesture of annihilating everything.

"Our room 404 is full of talented people, we can't lose this concert!"

"Exactly! I've already bragged about everything to you, don't let me embarrass you."

Old Wu watched the spectacle from the sidelines, not wanting it to get any worse.

"Okay, let's invite Ao Ye from Class 2 of International Trade to come up to the stage and prepare a performance. Our grade's event lasts for 3 hours in total, and we're still missing one person. Is there any girl who would like to come up and perform a talent?"

On the podium, Zhang Jing, the teaching assistant, had long black hair, was enthusiastic and cheerful, and wore a ponytail. She wore a tight white shirt with a black undershirt underneath, so that anyone looking at her up close could clearly see that her shirt was transparent.

Her image is quite good.

However, she wore light-colored, tight-fitting flared jeans that hugged her buttocks and legs, making them look like perky apples, with only a glimpse of her fair ankles showing.

It's truly a pity.

She's a very plain-looking young lady.

She appears to be without makeup.

In the last row, after seeing Ao Ye off, Lao Wu took out his binoculars and looked at Zhang Jing on the podium with great interest.

"This counselor assistant is quite good."

Old Wu smiled slightly and muttered something to himself.

He glanced at the bamboo beside him, which seemed uninterested in any of the activities and instead focused on reading its novel.

Old Wu leaned over and took a look.

"Unscientific love".

"A novel about the night?"

"Is it really that good-looking?"

Old Wu watched as Zhu Zi flipped through the book with great interest, a sweet smile occasionally appearing on his face. He muttered to himself.

"Sigh, it's a pity I can't gossip with the girls."

"Wanwan, go for it!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

A young woman's voice suddenly came out.

"She's a dance streamer who often dresses up as a virtual character and dances in her live streams. She's very popular, with nearly 10,000 viewers at her peak! Wanwan, give us a performance! Wanwan, give us a performance!"

As soon as someone started speaking, girls clapped and shouted in unison.

"Wanwan?"

If this hadn't happened, the new semester assembly for this grade might have just been a simple performance, with everyone talking about their plans and goals for the new semester, and then it would have been over.

But when that slender girl wearing a baseball cap and a black tight-fitting tracksuit stood up from her seat and followed her up to the podium, she was just as impressive.

But Ao Ye inadvertently glanced into the other person's eyes and profile.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This girl looks familiar, like I've seen her somewhere before.

Chapter 64 Who will perform?

"I'm sure I've seen this somewhere before!"

On the podium, Ao Ye secretly glanced at the stylish girl in the baseball cap with the curvy bottom and muttered to himself.

But suddenly I just can't remember.

"That's an A4 waist, isn't it... "

Where did we run into each other?

"Alright! Now that we're all here, who wants to perform first?"

"I slap!"

Sudden.

The counselor's assistant, Zhang Jing, was still testing the enthusiasm of the three students who were going to perform first when, in the next moment, the girl wearing a baseball cap and with exquisite makeup, softly spoke and took a step forward.

"Holy crap, did I hear that right? It's so cutesy!"

Just as I was trying to remember who this woman was, unexpectedly, the girl called Wanwan immediately spoke up.

"I...I slapped him?"

I might have misheard.

It should be "I am".

The girl's voice is so sweet and gentle.

If the live dance suddenly stops, who could stand it?

Thinking of this, Ao Ye felt a pang of nostalgia for the captivating voice of his goddess, Lin Yan'er.

As soon as she stepped forward, a group of boys in the audience burst into applause.

"Holy crap, are they going to pull something big for the new semester? I heard she dances really wildly on her live streams."

"wild?"

"Yeah, she keeps swaying her hips to upbeat music, and she even touches her lips with her fingers as she moves downwards. When she gets tired of dancing, you can almost hear her soft breathing through the screen. It's pretty intense!"

"You seem to know quite a bit about this."

"Of course! I followed it as soon as I saw it!"

"This girl is really hardworking! But it seems like she has some kind of problem. She's so dedicated to her live streams every day. Actually, she's not bad-looking or has a good figure, but she just keeps streaming like crazy, maybe for 8 hours a day."

In the lecture hall, a group of men were talking animatedly.

They were all sitting in the back, each doing their own thing, but when they heard that Wanwan was coming up, their eyes lit up instantly.

"That figure is incredible!"

Ding!

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