Chapter 97: Lin Yang Turns Sour

Inside the teaching building of the East Campus.

Amidst a crisp and pleasant bell for class, Shen Yan walked into the classroom, heading as usual to the last row.

He took out his laptop from his bag, turned it on, opened Photoshop, adjusted the image size, and uploaded the photo...

Half a month had passed since classes officially began, and the initial burning passion of many students—who had set grand ambitions to absorb all kinds of nutrients from the soil of university knowledge—had completely vanished, leaving everything feeling dull and flavorless.

Take Wu Yueer, for example; having strived since childhood to break free from the cage of her family, she now possessed the ability to be self-reliant and had lost her zeal for studying, her whole body draped listlessly over the desk as she scrolled through her phone.

Lin Yang was the same; having battled in a game until two in the morning, he now looked as if his spirit had been drained away, listless and dejected; if not for the fact that Wu Yueer was still there, he would have long since run to the back row to keep Shen Yan company.

Suddenly, Lin Yang let out a "Damn," drawing the attention of the entire room.

The male teacher of "Principles of Sociology" lowered his arm and asked expressionlessly, "This student, is there something you need?"

Lin Yang hurriedly admitted his fault: "Teacher, it's my mistake; I forgot to mind the occasion."

The male teacher did not make too much of it, only telling Lin Yang to focus his attention and put his mind on his studies, to which Lin Yang agreed repeatedly.

The class continued once more.

Lin Yang immediately forwarded the video he had just seen to the class group chat.

Then the class group chat completely exploded, and the students all turned to look at Shen Yan in the last row.

In fact, Wu Yueer had seen this video long ago on Hao Anqi's social media feed; she had originally thought that by not making a fuss, the video wouldn't spread, but she hadn't expected to underestimate the power of this video.

The content of the video was precisely the clip of Shen Yan performing the Moonwalk.

It was burning up on the campus forum, with an endless stream of people leaving comments and likes underneath, especially those infatuated girls, with things like "The male god is so handsome," "Brother Noodle, I want to have your babies," "The new campus heartthrob," and "Male god, please date me," showing just how fanatical they were.

The students were all dumbfounded; what kind of ghostly footwork was this? It clearly looked like he was walking forward, yet it gave people a magical visual of moving backward, plus the side-slides, stationary slides, and spinning slides, all coordinated with various body movements—it was just too silky smooth.

How on earth was it done?

There were quite a few knowledgeable people in the group who explained that this was a dance step made famous by the world's King of Pop, Jackson, known as the "Moonwalk."

Only then did everyone realize; if this footwork had been invented by Shen Yan, that would have been too exaggerated.

"Is this person Shen Yan?" Yu Youwei muttered, feeling somewhat incredulous.

She would recognize that familiar figure even if he were turned to ash.

Luo Qiqi's eyes sparkled repeatedly as she said, "Youwei, it turns out Shen Yan is so amazing at dancing!"

Chen Shanni had witnessed the dashing and heroic posture of Shen Yan dancing square dance, so she wasn't that surprised, but square dance was ultimately just a minor art, unlike the video, which had such a soul-shaking visual effect.

That person is really so amazing!

It feels like he knows everything, and is extremely proficient at it.

Shen Yan was completely unaware of this until the student in front turned around and looked at him in astonishment; only then did Shen Yan know he had become famous again, though he didn't care—it wasn't a big deal anyway.

It was that social media post by Hao Anqi.

Above the video was a line of text: Someone has learned another demonic dance step.

Wen Xiaoyan commented: "My god! The big handsome guy is really too exaggerated this time."

Wen Qingqing: "The male god has become even more handsome! I love it!"

Wang Jing: "Oh no! It's the feeling of a heartbeat."

Passerby A: "Wow! I'm so envious, does this person have a brother? Please introduce me."

Passerby B: "Such a good treasure, how did you manage to pick him up? I'm not convinced."

Passerby C: "So it turns out the goddess climbed high to reach him, farewell!"

Shen Yan couldn't help but smile, replying: "Keep it low profile!"

When the class ended, Lin Yang took the lead in arriving at the back row and asked impatiently: "Old Shen, that dance step is too cool, how did you practice it? Can you teach me?"

Shen Yan gently closed his laptop and said, "There are tutorials online, just search for them."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yang immediately started searching, trying to mimic the instructional video while gesturing, but before long, his brain was a complete mess.

Eyes: "I've learned it!"

Hands and feet: "I've failed to learn it!"

He couldn't grasp the essentials at all!

Zhu Baoping then said: "You'd better forget it; your hands and feet aren't coordinated, no chance!"

Tang Song chimed in: "Never compare yourself to a monster; Old Shen was born to discourage others."

Shen Yan rubbed his nose; in truth, the Moonwalk really wasn't that hard, and an average person could learn it in a week.

It just depended on whether one had the perseverance and patience to keep at it.

At this time, Wu Yueer took her books and sat beside Shen Yan, and Shen Yan teased: "What, can't study anymore?"

"Class is really boring, it makes people sleepy just listening," Wu Yueer said listlessly.

Lin Yang agreed deeply, saying great minds think alike, and that he felt completely unmotivated.

Then he flew to the front row to grab his books, preparing to sit next to Wu Yueer, but Wu Yueer glared and said: "Sit further away; I feel completely uncomfortable with you here."

Zhu Baoping and Tang Song covered their mouths and snickered.

Lin Yang felt so aggrieved he was about to cry; why did she speak so softly to Shen Yan, but treat him with a completely different attitude? Could she be any more obvious with her double standards?

But since he couldn't win against her, Lin Yang could only scoot two seats over.

The bell for class rang, and the classroom returned to silence.

Shen Yan opened his laptop to continue processing images.

Wu Yueer sat there with nothing to do and started a conversation: "You don't know yet, right? The list for the needy student grants was finalized last night; there are eight people in total, including Zhu Baoping and Luo Qiqi, but Xiao Chuchu isn't on it."

"Oh! That's good!" Shen Yan had not the slightest interest in these things.

Wu Yueer understood Shen Yan's temperament and didn't say more; she glanced at the Apple phone on the desk, her eyes lighting up, and whispered: "Lend me your phone to play with, I'm so bored."

"It's not like you don't have a phone."

"Oh! My crappy phone has nothing fun on it, just lend it to me for a bit." Wu Yueer tugged on Shen Yan's sleeve, shaking it gently, her tone whining like a coquettish little wild cat.

The two were a fist's distance apart; Wu Yueer wore a black off-the-shoulder t-shirt that fully displayed her hot and sexy figure, and a faint scent of shampoo lingered around her, causing Shen Yan to glance slightly to the side, where he could even see a shallow cleavage at her neckline.

Damn! Huniu is breaking my Dao heart.

"The heart is like ice, the sky collapses without alarm..." Shen Yan hurriedly recited the mantra silently in his heart.

He felt as if he had become possessed, his temperament growing increasingly restless; it would have been better if he had never touched meat, but having touched it and being unable to eat it, that feeling was torturous enough to make one wish for death.

Lin Yang stood nearby, dumbfounded with his mouth wide open; this was the first time he had seen Wu Yueer in such a posture, different from her usual spicy and straightforward side, yet even more touching and delicate, giving one the urge to pull her into their arms and cherish her with care.

Good heavens! So Yue'er could be this cute and demure.

Lin Yang felt as if he had been struck by Cupid's arrow, his entire being completely captured by Wu Yueer.

He only hated that the object of her coquettishness was not him.

Suddenly, a guess struck his heart: could it be that Yue'er likes old Shen?

Lin Yang shook his head violently; thinking about it, it was impossible, as the two had always gotten along like buddies, and besides, Shen Yan had a girlfriend, so it shouldn't be, absolutely not.