Unscientific Love

He had just finished reading the latest chapter, but soon the author added another chapter, which made him feel very happy.

This author is awesome!

"Bamboo, what do you think of our assistant counselor?"

Old Wu did not give a direct answer.

"It's alright."

"Not bad? Change 'not bad' to 'not bad'."

Old Wu glanced at the bamboo out of the corner of his eye.

"Huh? You're trying to pick up someone, aren't you?"

"You can tell that?"

"That's right, Lao Wu. I just saw you staring at that teaching assistant so intently you've got calluses. You started doing that last semester, didn't you?"

"Damn, weren't you reading a novel?"

"We can't just watch Angkor Wat yearn for love and ignore it all."

"Hey! You little rascal, I never would have guessed!"

What is the laid-back daily life of a top student?

Old Wu, dressed in designer clothes, sat in the last row of the classroom and touched Zhu Zi's hair.

This kid is quite strange.

It has no hair on its body.

He didn't even have a beard.

It's probably a hormonal imbalance...

But now, the pressure is on Ao Ye.

The first energetic and captivating dance performance immediately ignited a frenzy in the audience.

Secondly, what was initially met with criticism suddenly turned into a pleasant surprise with a rap, confirming the rumors that the singer was indeed quite good.

If Ao Ye were to sing another love song or another song in a conventional way at this point, it wouldn't be as eye-catching.

That's quite a challenge.

"Alright, let's welcome our last student, the grand finale! Let's see what surprises and talents they have in store for us today."

With the surprise performances of the previous two performers...

The assistant counselor was already beaming with happiness and satisfaction.

She thought to herself, "It doesn't matter if the last student's performance isn't outstanding."

After all, the atmosphere was already lively.

Her mission was complete.

"No need, no need. It's enough for this handsome guy to just stand there. I'll be satisfied as long as he takes off his mask and admires his looks."

I don't know who said that.

Ao Ye had just walked to the center of the podium.

A girl's voice suddenly came out.

……

Speechless.

Are you treating Ao Ye like a pretty face?

At this moment, Ao Ye had already changed into a brand new white mask from Lao Wu's backpack.

Given that he had inadvertently revealed his stunningly handsome face, the scene of girls swooning over him, while unexpected, was still quite reasonable.

When writing the previous book, Ao Ye went to a disco to gather material. There were huge crowds of handsome men and beautiful women, the lights were blazing, and everyone was moving their bodies. Ao Ye was squeezed in the middle.

Both the front and back were girls with long legs and super short skirts, all dressed in white.

Ao Ye was a little nervous at the time, but they quickly relaxed and started dancing a close and intimate dance.

Ao Ye was a little embarrassed.

Then one of the pretty girls, who was putting on makeup, looked at Ao Ye's handsome face and said, "Brother, let's go together."

But ever since I came out late at night, I've seen men and women everywhere talking nonsense, completely disregarding their image.

Ao Ye shook his head again.

There are probably just as many girls with money as girls who want to make money there.

Rich girls seek thrills.

Girls who want to make money are using manipulative tactics to hook up with rich guys.

"Sing a short song a cappella."

It's almost time.

Ao Ye took a step forward and spoke into the microphone.

He flipped through a 30-second fast-paced rap clip he had once seen on a TV show.

The speed is quite fast.

Most people would be completely dumbfounded after hearing this and could only give it a thumbs up.

Before anyone at the scene could react.

Ao Ye started singing right away:

"What are you frying for? My rhythm is terrifying, my tongue is burning, and my saliva is scalding!"

"That one has that flavor, I must admit my rapping skills can conquer the strongest hip-hop!"

"Makin and breaking it down! That can be found! Better than me. I'm hearing them sing. Return of king, sounds so good?"

"Thre its makin a beat, and not nobody be touchin me, it's a hundred thousand miles away from me."

End.

Ao Ye took the microphone away.

……

The scene was completely stunned.

"He..."

...? ?

"So fast???"

"English... English rap?"

At first, most people didn't realize it.

But then, someone opened their mouth wide, shook their head in disbelief, and stood up from their seat with a blank stare, clapping slowly and frantically.

"6! 6!"

"No, what was that song you were singing just now?"

In the last row, Lao Wu was still scrolling through the profile picture of a member named Wu Hongyun in the grade group chat, trying to learn more about him.

If she doesn't make a move soon, Jing'er feels like she's going to fall for this kid.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of bamboo.

Old Wu looked up and glanced at it.

Then, in the next moment, the people in the first few rows of the classroom stood up and clapped enthusiastically.

"A champion!"

"He sang a 30-second high-speed rap!"

Someone shouted.

"Ao Ye is so handsome!!"

Then everyone looked at the girl.

These days, with so many incidents happening, it seems that these new-era college students are more courageous than ever in expressing their feelings.

"Hey! This is a little embarrassing. It took me a while to realize what it meant. Wow, Ao Ye, you're amazing."

The assistant counselor gave a thumbs up.

"so so."

Ding!

Straight male value +10

Ao Ye didn't even glance at the counselor assistant, and walked off the stage indifferently.

"Quite indifferent."

Zhang Jing muttered to herself, gazing at Ao Ye's cold face.

"Not really, he was extremely cold to you."

……

"Huh???"

Ding!

Straight man value +100!

"Yes, to me?"

On the podium.

Zhang Jing looked surprised. This classmate who stayed up late, although he was in the same class as her, she had never realized before that he was such a straight man.