Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Crying after losing?

Whose cute little baby is this?

Hearing Ao Xinghao’s teasing, Song Anjing couldn’t help but laugh: ”God Ao, was the person you played Connect Five with a girl?”

Ao Xinghao: ”Yes.”

Song Anjing: ”No wonder. Which girl’s going to pair up with a boy like you who’s always nitpicking to play chess together?”

Ao Xinghao, frustrated: ”How am I nitpicking? Am I not allowed to win? When we beat Imperial University in the national competition, you, as a spectator, wanted to win even more than I did, right?”

Song Anjing, speechless: ”Hey, a private game between two friends, not a team competition against outsiders, how can that be the same? Is winning the focus? The focus is the atmosphere of play, the atmosphere! When you keep winning and winning, how is the game going to continue? Can’t you pretend to lose by accident once?”

Ao Xinghao was dumbfounded for a moment: ”...Is it supposed to be like this?”

Song Anjing: ”Think about it, think it over carefully.”

Ao Xinghao was even more frustrated: ”Can’t figure it out.”

Song Anjing: ”...”

Forget it, it’s no wonder you’re perpetually single, God Ao.

Just as he was about to explain to God Ao the important experience of interacting with girls, suddenly the door of the hospital room beside them opened from the inside.

”Sister Xin!”

”Brother!”

”So you guys are here!”

”Is the air conditioning on inside? Why do you all seem so hot?”

The group looked in surprise at the two people coming out of the hospital room.

The man had loosened the collar of his white shirt slightly, while Qin Xin’s cheeks were flushed, with a few strands of hair swept from her forehead to her ears.

Nalan Ye Jue squinted, calmly saying: ”Yeah, had Xin rest for a little while, turned on the air conditioning.”

The group suddenly understood:

”Brother, you’re so good to Sister Xin.”

”Brother, you’re so considerate.”

”Really envy Sister Xin for having such a brother...”

Qin Xin could hardly bear to look directly at the innocent eyes of her friends: ”Ahem, what were you talking about just now, something about chess?”

Song Anjing summarized as the class representative: ”Sister Xin, God Ao said he stayed in this hospital when he was five or six and played Connect Five with a little girl. This idiot only cared about his own pleasure, only knew how to win, win, win, and ended up driving the girl away so she wouldn’t play with him anymore...”

Ao Xinghao felt even more frustrated.

Isn’t this just exposing his foolishness to Sister Xin?

He quickly explained: ”It’s not like that, I wasn’t just thinking of my own pleasure, I just wanted to prove my strength and make her admire me, only play chess with me...”

Song Anjing gave him a look of indescribable expression: ”God Ao, your thinking is even more dangerous.”

Huo Zhen chimed in: ”And in the end, she refused to play with you.”

Hu Yi laughed: ”Ao Chong Chong, turns out you’re an emotional idiot too, not much better than me, haha...”

Everyone focused on laughing at Ao Xinghao.

No one noticed Qin Xin’s surprised look for a moment, then she held back a smile as she exchanged a glance with Nalan Ye Jue.

Nalan Ye Jue looked deeply at the still clueless Ao Xinghao: A kid who lost at the starting line, what else could you say?

Need to know back then when Grandpa played Connect Five with Xin, losing was always extremely skillful, with a well-arranged sense of rhythm.

Always losing or always winning in such a monotonous fashion, who would find that enjoyable?

In the midst of the fun, Hu Yi proposed: ”Sister Xin, since we’ve finished eating, let’s have some fun. How about we play Connect Five and revisit childhood memories?”

Ao Xinghao was like a deflated balloon, frustrated: ”I refuse.”

Qin Xin, smiling: ”Let’s pick another game.”

Ever since she was six, she’d never lost a game, and her ability to pretend to lose wasn’t great either. Afraid that if they played, she’d make God Ao cry, that wouldn’t be good.