Unscientific Love

Chapter 79 The Incredible Splits! (4000 words, please subscribe!)

I wonder if it's because my senior is coming back soon.

10:20 AM.

After receiving the message and pictures sent by the wildcat in the early morning via WeChat, Ao Ye rejected her without hesitation.

I'm busy right now, you can play by yourself.

Immediately afterwards, a message popped up saying "Straight Man Value +1000".

Ao Ye stared in astonishment for a long time.

1000 straight men are worth it!!

He still doesn't know why his "straight man value" suddenly increased when he spoke frankly about being a straight man to Yin Yu.

To Ao Ye, this girl was more like a turtle in Super Mario Bros., slowly moving down the iron wall of stairs when he was about to pass a level. He was controlling Super Mario Bros. to keep stepping on the turtle's shell, and his score kept increasing.

This is practically a bug in how straight men's masculinity is calculated.

Do you think it's very useful?

While he was trying to accumulate straight male points to redeem more rewards to supplement his household income, he was still a little skeptical. The blind boxes in the system only dropped basic rewards like power banks, so there should be higher-level rewards, but he just didn't have enough straight male points yet.

Just like in Honor of Kings, after constantly drawing prizes, you might occasionally draw a hero, or even a crystal.

He had a crazy idea to test things out.

[Ao Ye]: It looks alright, but I'm not really in the mood today. You can play by yourself.

Ding!

Straight male value +300

Ao Ye sneered.

I turned off my phone.

[Stray Cat at Dawn]: Huh?? Brother!!!

[Late Night Stray Cat]: I'll behave next time, okay?

[Late Night Stray Cat]: Brother, don't ignore me!

[Stray cat at dawn]: Look

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But Ao Ye no longer wanted to talk to her.

At that moment, Ling Ye, who was in the girls' dormitory, suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but wonder if it was because she hadn't won her brother's favor.

Silently waiting for a reply to my phone message.

This was the first time she had ever felt so frustrated yet so desperately wanted a boy to talk to her.

I need to go to the dance studio to practice my body some more.

As they were talking, Ling Ye, one hand on the door frame, suddenly stretched out one leg, clad in jeans, high in the air, pressing it against her face in the mirror. Then she rotated her leg and looked at herself...

……laugh

She suddenly realized that if she used her unique physical advantages as a dancer to take photos exclusively for her brother, she didn't believe he wouldn't like it.

click!

She took a selfie in front of the mirror, showing only her figure, doing the splits, her beautiful legs wrapped in jeans, appearing in the photo like a beautiful woman in a split.

Ling Ye felt that with such a beautiful figure, she should record a video, so she showed off her figure while recording. Towards the end, she began to feel shy.

It was as if her brother, who understood her, was right in front of her.

She was endlessly flirting with herself.

"elder brother……"

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The stray cat sent it over in the early morning.

She opened WeChat, her brother's chat window, and scrolled through his Moments, only to find that it was not visible to her, which made her feel even more frustrated.

"Brother, I'm going to the dance studio."

I miss you.

"If you're bored, you can also message me at the dance studio."

"Kiss kisses," Ling Ye sent a message.

Then she slowly put her clothes back on, which had slipped off her beautiful shoulders.

Meanwhile, Ao Ye was sitting alone in the last row of the lecture hall, seriously considering his plans for his date with his senior at the hotel that night.

Umbrella.

Mouthwash.

perfume.

tie?

Hahaha.

Forget it.

The senior student will trample on her own.

Those beautiful legs clad in silk stockings and high heels.

I wonder what you'll be wearing when you get off the plane, senior.

It should be a flight attendant's uniform...

However, given Lin Yan'er's obsessive-compulsive nature, it's not impossible that she might change into her usual elegant and refined clothes before coming out.

But I have to make up for what I missed by flirting with my goddess senior at the hotel last time, tonight.

She also owes him for ignoring her these past few days.

That stinky senior.

Moreover, she had promised to be present when her book went on sale. Whether this book becomes a hit depends on how well she does.

Then, from one side of the classroom came the English teacher's standard American accent as he had the students in front of him read aloud, while the other side opened the writer app on his phone. Just then, a message popped up:

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Sorry for the short message!

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Ao Ye could clearly feel his pupils dilating, his heart racing, and his leg muscles pounding wildly.

Looking at his own novel, chapter by chapter, was like admiring a beautiful woman lying on a bed.

Gently run your finger over the chapter title.

He felt that his novel was like a beautiful woman who had just fallen asleep, and he had just lifted the veil covering the bedside to carefully appreciate her from head to toe.

This is his masterpiece!

Given the current situation, with 1600 favorites, if the number of subscriptions drops to single digits the next day, he really should commit suicide as an atonement.

Ao Ye first frantically typed a launch message on his phone in the last row of the classroom, then quietly went into the book club group. Seeing that it was quiet today, he didn't want to disturb them.

After making several revisions, I clicked publish.

A book review popped up when get out of class ended at noon: "Bro, keep it up."

……

Ao Ye was about to cry.

This is going to be a flop.

Where are his 1600 readers who have saved his collection?

Please, please don't raise them anymore, they'll all die if you keep raising them.

If we update 8000 words a day, wouldn't it be even better to update 4 times a day?

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Ao Ye's legs felt a little weak.

Therefore, I was a little depressed throughout the afternoon.

When Lao Wu and Zhu Zi called him to go eat from the classroom, Ao Ye deliberately avoided them, thinking he'd give it his all today—4000 words per chapter, three updates!!!

Then I went to Jinqiao Supermarket and saw that the shelf where I used to sell power banks in the morning was gone.

"Bro, where's my power bank?!"

Ao Ye was a little angry.

Didn't we agree to put it here?

It was promised by Sister Bibi herself.

But the sales clerk rolled her eyes, looked bewildered, and said, "Sold out."

Then Ao Ye was stunned.

Sold out?

Sold out?

Ao Ye found it hard to believe.

The pupils gradually dilate.

Are they really all sold out?

It's not really about how much money you can make right away, but about successfully developing a channel so that you'll have a stable source of income in the future.