The Secret to Picking Up Girls

His hands danced continuously in the air, resembling the Thousand-Hand Guanyin from afar. His feet also moved constantly on the ground, and all the blackboard erasers were clamped between the fingers of both hands.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Zhang Yuzhe laughed wildly, imitating Stephen Chow's signature laugh.

"If you have any other tricks, bring them on! I, Zhang Yuzhe, will accept them all."

"So, that works too!" Wang Kaijun, who had obviously participated earlier, murmured as he watched Zhang Yuzhe's elegant and unrestrained movements.

"Am I seeing things?" Qiu Zhenhua rubbed his eyes vigorously and then shook his head.

"I must be hallucinating! If I'm not mistaken, this should be an illusion," Lin Kunhong said solemnly.

The male students on the scene: "..."

A group of female students: "So handsome!"

Before Zhang Yuzhe could finish laughing, another flying object came towards him. At this time, Zhang Yuzhe's hands were full of hidden weapons (blackboard erasers), and he could no longer use his hands to catch other things. Although Zhang Yuzhe could drop the things in his hands first and then catch it, if that were the case, Zhang Yuzhe's previous performance would be in vain. Zhang Yuzhe didn't want this to happen. Recalling that Stephen Chow's 'Fight Back to School' seemed to have a similar situation, why shouldn't I learn from it again? Zhang Yuzhe, who extremely liked to show off, made a decision at this time.

Zhang Yuzhe didn't even look at the thing flying towards him. He listened to the wind to determine its position. He didn't have hands, but Zhang Yuzhe still had a mouth! Zhang Yuzhe aimed at the flying object and bit down! The thing was firmly bitten in Zhang Yuzhe's mouth. At that moment, Zhang Yuzhe was very proud. 'You can't do anything to me, can you!'

However, before he could be proud for long, Zhang Yuzhe felt that something was wrong, because Zhang Yuzhe realized that this thing was obviously not a blackboard eraser. Just as he was feeling puzzled, laughter suddenly erupted in the classroom.

As a stench came, Zhang Yuzhe's face changed. Only then did he know why they were laughing like this, because what was in his mouth was not a blackboard eraser, but a Xtep brand sports shoe.

"Damn it! Whose shoe is this? It's so smelly, hasn't it been washed for years!" Zhang Yuzhe cursed as he spat out the sports shoe in his mouth. Damn it, he actually bit someone else's shoe. Just thinking about it made him feel unlucky.

Embarrassed, Zhang Yuzhe returned to his seat. Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, he saw Wang Kaijun sitting next to him with one bare foot, and the other foot was wearing the extremely familiar and disgusting Xtep brand sports shoe. Seeing this situation, Zhang Yuzhe felt a burst of nausea in his stomach.

Seeing Zhang Yuzhe's murderous gaze, Wang Kaijun scratched his head embarrassedly and said to him sheepishly, "Boss, I'm really sorry. I was just so excited when I saw you performing so wonderfully up there..."

"So excited that you threw your stinky Xtep at your boss!" Zhang Yuzhe took a cup and vomited for two minutes before raising his head and saying to him angrily.

Wang Kaijun smiled sheepishly, a little embarrassed, but looking at the cup in Zhang Yuzhe's hand, his face changed and he asked him weakly, "Boss, whose cup is that in your hand? Why does it look so familiar to me?"

Zhang Yuzhe glanced at the cup in his hand, which was full of vomit, and said, "Oh!" He said, "It seems to be yours, I don't know either."