Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The same night.

Imperial City, Royal Academy evening self-study room.

Ao Xinghao leaned gloomily on the desk, unable to continue with the test paper, unable to memorize the book, and most alarmingly, unable to fall asleep.

Beside him, Hu Yi sighed deeply, and Huo Zhen furrowed his brow in concern.

During the days when Qin Xin disappeared from their world, every lively and touching moment had turned into plain, tasteless water.

”Sister Xin, I miss you so much...” Hu Yi was the most straightforward, mumbling incessantly.

Suddenly.

Qiu Gang in the front row turned around, smugly holding up his phone: ”Hey, guys, have you seen this TikTok? Made by the Seven Immortals, it’s really funny.”

Hu Yi rolled his eyes: ”No time! Don’t disturb my longing for Sister Xin.”

On hearing this, Qiu Gang also sulked: ”Sigh, without Sister Xin, there’s no one to spoil Xinghe’s book for me anymore. I’m having such a hard time guessing the plot, and Xinghe hasn’t updated these days, leaving off right before the main characters are about to recognize each other’s alter egos. I’m so anxious whether they figured it out, or if the female lead will divorce the male lead. It’s so frustrating.”

Hu Yi was even more depressed: ”The never-pausing Xinghe actually stopped updating, without leave or notice. I have a feeling something’s happened to him too, I’m so worried...”

Ao Xinghao irritably ruffled his hair: ”Has a black hole appeared in the universe lately? Sister Xin, Xinghe, it’s like all my idols have fallen into a time-space black hole, never to return.”

The silent Huo Zhen spoke: ”I wish I could find the black hole and fall into it with Sister Xin.”

Everyone was gloomily complaining.

Ao Xinghao’s gaze inadvertently swept over the TikTok video still playing in Qiu Gang’s hand, he paused, and suddenly grabbed it: ”Wait a minute, this Eight Pieces of Brocade...”

Qiu Gang had lost interest by now: ”This Eight Pieces of Brocade isn’t worth watching, just a few silly farmers dancing for fun. I was only watching it out of boredom since I don’t have Xinghe’s book to follow anymore.”

The more Ao Xinghao watched, the more serious his expression became. He raised a hand and waved it: ”Don’t talk.”

He replayed the Seven Immortals’ Eight Pieces of Brocade three times.

Then, his eyes grew brighter and brighter: ”This Eight Pieces of Brocade is not simple.”

Qiu Gang stupidly: ”Really? It’s quite funny, right?”

Hu Yi wasn’t interested: ”I’d rather watch girls dance; what’s so interesting about men boxing?”

Huo Zhen didn’t even glance at it, just silently staring at the reference book Qin Xin had given him.

Ao Xinghao suddenly slammed the table and stood up: ”This was taught by Sister Xin!”

The other three’s expressions changed instantly, putting down their things, all looking at Ao Xinghao together: ”What did you say?”

”This Eight Pieces of Brocade was definitely taught by Sister Xin. It’s different from other videos on the market.”

The three big guys: ”Are you serious? God Ao, how can you tell?”

Ao Xinghao earnestly said: ”The aura. Sister Xin’s aura is different, and so are her students.”

The three: ”...”

Ao Xinghao didn’t care whether they understood or not, he got up and rushed out of the classroom: ”I’m going to Qingcheng.”

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Si Family, Mo Department.

Si Moyu was tracing a map with his fingers: ”Queen, where have you run off to again? In this vast empire, why can’t I find you again?”

His finger paused in the direction of Qingcheng.

The secretary waited with a pile of documents, seeking his approval.

Carefully squeezing in a report: ”President, the expert team in Qingcheng is requesting investment again, saying it’s for research on a new drug to treat sleep disorder...”