You Say I'm Worse Than a Dog, Why Are You Crying When I Stop Licking?

"A warm guy can only rank behind a dog, hahaha." "I really don't like you, it's impossible for us to be together in this life, next life, or the life after that."

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Chapter 104 It's not his fault he looks like this.

Ye Zhou said a few words casually, then stepped away from the camera.

During a break from military training, Ren Gan couldn't help but talk about what happened that morning.

"That young lady named Cheng Jing looks quite gentle and clean, but she actually used chopsticks that she had licked to serve food to Brother Zhou. When I saw it, I almost couldn't hold back anymore. Brother Yang, you saw it too, right?"

Chen Yang nodded.

Although Bai Xu ate at another table that morning and was unaware of the situation, he interjected, "Everyone has some bad habits. No one is perfect. A gentle reminder is all it takes."

Ren Gan could only purse his lips and say, "Okay, okay, why do I always feel like you're protecting that Cheng Jing? You don't like her, do you?"

Bai Xu looked panicked: "How...how is this possible?"

Chen Yang was scrolling through his phone. The video of the interview he had just done that morning was already going viral in various campus groups before noon.

However, the widely circulated videos are all censored versions.

The full interview can only be viewed on the official website of Tsinghua and Peking University News Network.

The website's page views have exceeded 20,000 in a short period of time.

The number of views on the campus confession wall was even more staggering, reaching 100,000!

"Holy crap, am I going to become famous?"

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Chen Yang clicked on the video on the confession wall.

Bai Xu and Rang Rengan both curiously came over to take a look.

Only three seconds!!!

In the video, the aloof young man stands with his hands in his pockets, his eyes revealing an innate detachment and indifference. He brings his thin lips close to the microphone and utters a few words.

"fine."

Long, slender legs step out of the frame.

It lasted only three seconds, but it became the highlight of the entire interview.

The comment section on the confession wall is about to explode!

"Holy crap, when did Tsinghua and Peking Universities become so attractive!"

"Five seconds. I need all his information!"

"Handsome junior! Hehehe, do you need your senior's help? [Seduction] [Seduction]"

"Holy crap, before meeting this junior, I always thought I was straight..."

"The male lead in the novel has some self-respect now, waaaaaah!"

The three of them looked at Ye Zhou, who was lying on the grass with his arm as a pillow.

"Holy crap, Ye Zhou, you're famous!" Ren Gan exclaimed in amazement.

Chen Yang couldn't help but shake his head: "So many girls like guys who don't talk much? I should have just said one word during the interview."

Ye Zhou didn't care at all. He got up from the grass and walked towards An Youhe's training team.

The girl looked unwell, her face pale and she seemed about to collapse. She was biting her bloodless lips, clearly enduring something difficult.

However, Ye Zhou overlooked the allure of the internet.

Countless eyes were fixed on him, making him the focus of the entire event.

Ye Zhou walked with a composed gait, as if he possessed a kind of self-protection, completely immune to the gazes of others.

After all, something similar had happened in the three previous lives.

It's not his fault that he looks like this; he's already used to it.

Walking up to An Youhe, Ye Zhou reached out and touched the girl's pale cheek. It was icy cold, and her face was covered in cold sweat.

The male instructor looked at Ye Zhou with a puzzled expression.

Ye Zhou: "Instructor, she's not feeling well. I'll take her to rest for a while."

The male instructor glanced at the girl's haggard face and said, "Okay, let her rest for a while. Otherwise, let's skip training today and take her to the school hospital for a proper check-up."

"Thank you, instructor."

Helping An Youhe leave the group, Ye Zhou asked with concern, "Where do you feel unwell?"

The girl bit her lip, finding it difficult to speak: "My stomach hurts."