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084. Xueba's Reversing Ability Is Too Strong!(1/2)

"there is none left!"

Ao Ye quickly refused.

This bamboo is so scary.

It's a bit surprising that such subtle logical omissions can be discovered by him carefully. If you hadn't spent a semester with him and knew that this kid was a top student, you would definitely have thought that this guy was pretending to be a trick on you.

monitor.

If he were asked to detect something or crack something, he would definitely be a good player.

"Hey, how about this? Give me your phone and I can restore the history for you?"

Exited the teaching building.

Bamboo shamelessly proposed a solution.

"No!"

Ao Ye rolled his eyes at Zhuzi.

He admitted that historical records can be restored, but there are only 5 versions of historical records in total, and each change leaves a trace. Little did he know that Ao Ye had modified all 5 versions before releasing it.

Now if I want to get it back, I'm afraid I have to find the programmer who developed the backend of this writer app.

But even so, it’s okay to have time to write a few detailed extras.

"Ye! Bamboo! What are you talking about? I'm a little thirsty. I'll buy you a few cans to drink."

Wow!

One sound.

I felt my shoulders suddenly sink, and an arm bent like a python came over me, and there was a smell of cologne.

"Old Wu, please let go, it's too heavy."

Bamboo quickly resisted.

Although he has a good mind, his body is too thin to stand up to someone who often works out his muscles in the gym.

"No, I'm talking about bamboo, you can't handle this little strength. What if you fall in love with a female fitness instructor? You two were in love, but ended up breaking up at night because you couldn't handle her strength.

Do you think it’s free?”

"Young man, you need to exercise more."

Old Wu's arm pressed down again.

Ao Ye and Zhu Zi were both out of breath. They circled around before freeing their necks.

"You can't chase girls with brute force alone."

Ao Ye said.

"Then you have to admit that many women with strong desires like the big muscles on fitness trainers."

Old Wu showed off.

"Yy."

"What's the point of just liking muscles? At least you should be good both internally and externally. While you have a good figure, cultivate an interesting soul so that a girl with strong desires can continuously discover the highlights of your body when she is with you and give her a fatal blow."

"You just took it."

Ao Ye patted Old Wu on the head.

"Here I go, you are writing a novel in the evening, making it look like a martial arts movie. I keep showing off my big breasts, I don't believe there are no girls who will bow down to my big breasts, hey!"

Lao Wu clenched his fists again and showed off his biceps.

"Zhang Jing, look at Lao Wu, he is showing off his muscles behind you, saying he wants you to bow down under his big chest muscles!"

bite!

Straight men are worth 200!

A group of little sisters in front were walking hand in hand, laughing and chatting about something.

But Ao Ye recognized the pair of light blue jeans with flared corners at a glance. They were the class beauty Zhang Jing.

With a good figure and a nice butt, he is also an activist and a popular student in the branch. Lao Wu has a lot of attention in private. But he has never taken the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Therefore, although Lao Wu looks like a big man on the outside, he is shy on the inside.

If you don't help him, he won't expose you.

"Um?"

"Zhang Jing?!!!"

Lao Wu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the row of girls in front of him and suddenly several girls turned around and rolled their eyes.

Old Wu suddenly glared over with a sharp look.

"Ye! What are you talking about! How could I ever say such a thing? How could I say such a thing, me!"

"...Hey, classmate Ao Ye, what can I say to you? Do you think I am the kind of person who can't walk when I see a handsome guy?"

Assistant to the counselor, Zhang Jing's personality is that of a socially awkward person. One of her main jobs is to connect with classmates in each class, so she has seen basically all the scenes.

Except for the few little sisters who were with him next to him, some of them blushed a little, glanced secretly, giggled, and continued to walk forward.

The girl wearing light blue flared jeans turned around and looked at Ao Ye with her hands on her hips.

"What a pity."

Ao Ye shook his head.

Although these bell-bottom pants are quite slim, they are also unique, and the canvas shoes they wear are also very distinctive when paired with them.

Just wear some fishnet stockings.

It's elegant and has a contrasting taste.

"What's the pity?"

"Oh, Old Wu Gang said your canvas shoes are actually pretty good-looking."

Knowing that Lao Wu was interested in the girl in front of him, Ao Ye quickly attracted them both.

"That's the canvas style."

"Don't like big breasts?"

bite!

Straight men are worth 100!

The girls in front and behind heard it very clearly.

"boring."

Zhang Jing snorted coldly.

"That's why I like things with meaning."

Ao Ye asked again.

But at this time, Bamboo had already bent over and shouted "Ouch! Ouch!"

When I took a look, I saw that Lao Wu was pinching his flesh.

"No, Jing'er, is Ao Ye trying to introduce someone to you?"

"Hey hey hey."

Someone in front of me was walking and turning back frequently to snicker.

Zhang Jing was all smiles.

It seems like he doesn't care.

"Who knows, these boys are naturally weird."

Then Ao Ye was about to say something, when suddenly his arm was pulled at the intersection: "Let's go and buy a Coke."

At that time, Old Wu's face was already red.

He pulled Ao Ye and Zhuzi's hands hard.

"Hahaha, Lao Wu, you should come up!"

"Oh, what kind of woman do you want? Isn't it good for the two of us to be together? Besides, I'm not sure whether she likes me or not."

"How do you know someone doesn't like you?"

"What if you like it?"

Ao Ye said.

"I heard that she has a boyfriend in her hometown."

Old Wu said suddenly.
To be continued...
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