At that moment, He Jian was practically bursting with emotion, flawlessly expressing the loneliness, the solitude, and... his desperate yearning for a woman.
Yes, he was really so damn thirsty. After spending almost half a semester in the School of Information Science, he felt like he was about to become a monk!
Although the School of Information Science had a top-tier beauty like Luo Yue, she was the only one. Besides, they didnāt think for a second that Luo Yue would ever be interested in them...
To be honest, having a beauty like that around actually made them feel worse.
After all, she was someone they could see but never touchāthe distance between them was just too great.
"Stop, stop. If you keep blabbering and spouting nonsense at me, I really wonāt help with anything," Ye Ling immediately cut him off.
āThis guy, putting on a show like this... Anyone who didnāt know better would think there was some kind of unspeakable relationship between him and He Jian...ā
āUgh, so disgusting!ā
"Hehe, Brother Ling, I knew you were the best."
The moment He Jian heard Ye Lingās words, he jumped to the conclusion that Ye Ling had agreed to help. The miserable look on his face instantly vanished, replaced by his usual sly grin.
"Spit it out."
Ye Ling said, annoyed.
"Brother Ling, itās actually not a big deal. Itās just that besides our School of Information Science, the Mechanical College also wants to have a social mixer with the School of Arts..."
Yang Yu, who was standing to the side, finally couldnāt help but chime in, saying slyly, "Weāve already communicated with them. As long as you can participateāeven if you just show your faceāthe School of Arts will have the mixer with us."
"Me?"
Ye Ling was completely baffled.
āThe fact that I have a girlfriend should be common knowledge at Modu University by now, right? Why would they want me to participate?ā
"Ah, Brother Ling, you probably donāt know your current status at Modu University. Itās simply unprecedented, never to be seen again..."
"Stop, stop."
Ye Ling immediately cut off his pointless rambling, rolled his eyes in annoyance, and said, "Be concise. Get to the point."
"Well, uh, itās just that the girls from the School of Arts all admire you and want to see you in person. Itās that simple. You just need to be there."
Yang Yu said immediately.
"Is that so..."
Ye Ling thought about it for a moment. Attending this social mixer wasnāt a big deal; after all, he was free anyway.
But he felt he should discuss something like this with Ning Ruoxi first... Then again, Ning Ruoxi was from the School of Arts. Maybe she would be attending too?
"I need to go discuss this with my girl. Iāll let you know once Iāve decided."
āIāve really worried myself sick for these single brothers of mine,ā Ye Ling thought. āOh well, Iāll just treat it as a good deed and rack up some good karma.ā
"Long live Brother Ling!"
He Jian and the other two immediately shouted in unison.
"Shouting, shouting, whatās all the shouting about? Get your asses back to your seats, class is about to start!"
Just then, a rather stern-looking middle-aged man walked in through the doorway and immediately shot a glare at He Jian and the others.
"Alright, alright, weāre going."
Seeing the man, the three of them shrank back and hurriedly pulled Ye Ling back to their seats.
Ye Ling was amused by their timid reactions.
āEven these little hell-raisers are afraid of a teacher?ā
"Do you guys know him?"
Ye Ling asked curiously.
"Brother Ling, you really need to start paying attention to the campus forums. This guy is one of the infamous āThree Evils of Modu University.ā"
He Jian couldnāt help but sigh. "Man, Iām starting to miss that pretty teacher we had before. Damn it, whyād they have to switch to him?"
"The Three Evils?"
Ye Ling raised an eyebrow, looking at the middle-aged man with great interest.
The man was dressed in the standard uniform of a STEM guy: a plaid shirt that was washed particularly clean, a pair of jeans, and sneakers.
Although he had been given the rundown by He Jian and the others at the beginning, Ye Ling found himself listening with great interest as the class went on.
In reality, he already knew all the material, but the professor peppered his lecture with some personal tidbits that made it quite interesting.
"I think heās a good lecturer."
After the man left, Ye Ling turned to his three brothers and said.
"Good my ass! I didnāt understand a single thing."
He Jian tossed his book aside, a look of annoyance on his face. "It was all unnecessarily complicated. Other than the jokes he told, I didnāt understand anything."
"What a coincidence, me too!"
Yang Yu immediately looked as if he had found a kindred spirit.
"Thatās because you guys are hopeless. Donāt blame the teacher."
Ye Ling rolled his eyes and said irritably.
āTo be honest, he really thought this teacher was good. He was very experienced and had developed a polished teaching style.ā
āHe wasnāt like the pretty teacher from before, whose lectures were completely by-the-book, basically just following the textbook. If you really had to say you were paying attention in her class, it was only to look at her face and figure.ā
āAs for anything else... the gains were minimal!ā
Ye Ling took out his phone and glanced at it. He had a few unread messages from Ning Ruoxi, basically saying her butt hurt and she wasnāt coming to school today.
āHer butt hurts?ā
A strange look appeared in Ye Lingās eyes, and for a moment, he couldnāt help but wonder if heād been a little too rough yesterday...
āIt couldnāt have been that bad, could it?ā he thought.
"Brother Ling, chatting with your sis-in-law?" He Jian suddenly said, wiggling his eyebrows.
"You talk too much."
Ye Ling shot him an annoyed glare. "And whose fault is this? Isnāt it for the sake of getting you guys a girlfriend?"
"You dumbass, shut up! Do you think you can just interrupt Brother Ling while heās talking to his girl?"
Hearing this, Yang Yu immediately pulled He Jian aside.
āFucking hell.ā
āCanāt let this idiot bother Ye Ling. If Ye Ling gets pissed off and decides not to come, weāll be totally screwed, wonāt we?ā
āSo much for getting a girlfriend.ā
Watching these clowns, Ye Ling couldnāt help but shake his head helplessly. A smile touched his lips as he quickly texted Ning Ruoxi about the social mixer.
The message had just been sent when Ning Ruoxi replied instantly.
[Ning Ruoxi: Youāre going to a social mixer? *fierce.jpg*]
[Ye Ling: Itās just that my single-as-a-dog brothers from my old dorm still havenāt found anyone. I have to help them out, right? We used to live in the same dorm, after all. If these guys really go four years without finding girlfriends, itāll be embarrassing for me.]
[Ning Ruoxi: Hmph! Iām mad anyway. I donāt care!]
[Ye Ling: Cāmon, babe, be good. Anyway, our School of Information Science is having the mixer with your School of Arts, so you can come too~]
[Ning Ruoxi: ...]
[Ye Ling: Youāre the best, babe. Will you come with me then, please?]
[Ning Ruoxi: Hmph, fine. I guess Iāll reluctantly agree.]