Five days have passed since Ye Yueyao sincerely asked her question.
Que Guanghuai has not yet given an answer.
"You can ask your uncle." Noticing the lingering luster between Que Guanghuai's brows, Ye Yueyao added before getting off the car that day: "Say something sweet to your Uncle Yan and beg him, he will help you."
Que Guanghuai was taken aback. "Uncle Yan? Who? You don't mean Brother Yan, do you?"
"You guessed right, little friend, but there's no reward." Night Moon Demon smiled and waved, disappearing into the darkness without taking away a single cloud or ray of light.
"Is that a god? So handsome..."
Watching Ye Yueyao's retreating figure, Song Wenzhi's eyes were filled with envy. "I didn't expect Brother Yan's relatives to be so amazing. He's really beautiful. If he didn't speak, I would have almost mistaken him for a girl."
"Have you forgotten that you have a girlfriend now? Aren't you afraid Yunwei will get jealous if you say that?" Qian Bolun reminded him to be careful.
Song Wenzhi pointed at his girlfriend and said, "Look at her expression. If anyone should be jealous, it's me, okay?"
Zhou Yunwei's eyes lit up, and she clenched her fists tightly: "I've made up my mind! My army of male gods is going to add another person. Besides Rukawa Kaede, Sakuragi Hanamichi, and Cheng Pingxi, there's also my cousin Ye Yue!"
Okay, besides anime characters and live-action characters, now there are even monsters! The variety is complete, awesome!
Qian Bolun's lips twitched when he saw Zhou Yunwei, who was even more insane than Song Wenzhi.
Well, birds of a feather flock together.
"He's not a god, he's a monster. You should stay away from him, or you might get eaten by a monster," Wu Yue said with a wicked grin, a mischievous glint in her clear black and white eyes.
"It's okay, I love monsters too! As long as my idol is human!" Zhou Yunwei patted her chest, smiling brightly.
Wu Yue suddenly couldn't bear to discourage her anymore. How could she tell her best friend that the male god she admired wasn't an ordinary person either...?
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The day after the National Day holiday ended was the first monthly exam since the start of the senior year of high school.
Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu were in Class 18. No, to be precise, they were the first special case in the history of Shuangyi High School. Their exam room was arranged in a classroom full of students from the experimental class.
The students in the experimental class were very familiar with the names of the two academic geniuses who tied for first place in the grade, but most of them had never seen what they looked like. A few had secretly attended Yan Chiyu's classes, and some had seen Yan Chiyu's appearance through videos that had been deleted.
As for Wu Yue, they had never seen her before.
In my mind, she should be a serious, bespectacled girl, wearing a baggy school uniform and engrossed in her books.
but--
This little girl has a fair and pretty face, and her bright, clear eyes sparkle like stars. Even in her oversized school uniform, she looks like she's wearing clothes for a magazine shoot...
So cute!
Wu Yue's seat was in front of Yan Chiyu.
The exam hadn't started yet, and she had no intention of cramming at the last minute, so she turned to chat with Yan Chiyu.
She had met Yan Chiyu twice in the past few days, but those four words remained stuck in her throat, unspoken.
At this moment, Wu Yue seemed to have gone mad, leaning her front body against the back of the chair and leaning back.
Then, in a deliberately low but still cool tone, she softly called out, "Brother Chi Yu~"
After speaking, he looked away and sat down.
Wu Yue thought to herself: It's not that hard to say, but there can't be a second time.
[Flirt and run! Thrilling and exciting!]
[Hahahaha, what's with Yan Ge's expressionless face?! ? ? ? ]
Yan Chiyu: ...
Yan Chiyu: …………
Yan Chiyu: ………………
The pen slowly slipped from the boy's fingers, and his hand rested on the edge of the table. The poor black pen almost rolled off the table, but luckily the iron pillar stopped it in time, saving its life.
Yan Chiyu's mind was filled with the words "Brother Chiyu" that Wu Yue kept calling out, which kept echoing in his mind.
With half an hour left in the exam, and the proctor frowning as he stopped beside Yan Chiyu's desk, his slightly thin fingers tapping lightly twice on the boy's desk...
"Yan Chiyu, are you feeling unwell? Why haven't you done a single question?"
Boss Yan snapped out of his reverie and calmly looked up: "I just went through it in my mind, and I'll write it down right away. Thank you for reminding me, teacher."
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