Breakup at the Start: A Song That Makes Him a Legend, and the School Beauty Pursues Him

Qin Shou has now experienced the troubles of high popularity.

He just wanted to study quietly, but he never expected so many people to bother him.

Thankfully, the bell rang for class and a professor came in, telling everyone to return to their seats. Otherwise, no one would have gone back at all. After all, why give up the opportunity to interact more with Qin Shou? But the professor was very fierce. Oh well, there's always another day.

Having exhausted all other options, they simply went back.

Qin Shou breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he saw the envious looks from his brothers.

"Even though you didn't sign a contract, you're still lucky, kid!"

"Yeah, all the girls are hitting on you. That Xiao Xin is pretty, don't miss your chance!"

"Why are you looking for Xiao Xin? Look for my cousin! Lao Qin is my cousin's husband! My relationship with Lao Qin is practically inseparable!"

"Don't think you can just have a cousin. I have one too, and she's from a top-tier university, a super achiever! She'll help you with your homework, teach you what to do, and you can even take the postgraduate entrance exam together—it'll be awesome!"

"I have a cousin who's three years older than Qin Shou, but as the saying goes, 'A woman three years older than her husband is a lucky charm!' The fortune teller said she's a good wife, why don't you give it a try?"

"My cousin is clearly beautiful, and she's also good for her husband. Maybe we should get our horoscopes checked to see if she and Lao Qin are compatible!"

"My cousin can calculate it too, quick!"

Seeing the three of them arguing, Qin Shou said helplessly, "Alright, I don't want to be in a relationship for now, so let's not bother your relatives."

"You really should consider this: lolis have three advantages: clear voices, soft bodies, and easy to push over."

"Mature women have three good things: beer, bathing, and dating younger men; queens have three wonderful things: rocking horses, candles, and whipping; so why are you ruining all the good things in life and being so foolish!" Mang Ge was exasperated.

Xunlei stroked his chin and said, "It's okay if we don't date now, we can date later. When my daughter grows up, you can be my son-in-law."

Qin Shou retorted, "You bastard, I treat you like a brother, but you want to be my father-in-law!"

"Haha, if all else fails, I'll be your son-in-law!" Xunlei chuckled.

"Get out of here," Qin Shou said with a laugh.

His mood improved considerably because of his brothers' teasing.

"Qin Shou, what are you two chatting about? Do you want to fail again?! It's been three years, and you've failed every single one of my courses. Can't you give me some face?!" The professor noticed Qin Shou laughing so hard he was slumped over the table and immediately became displeased.

Qin Shou and the others abruptly stopped laughing.

The others sympathized with Qin Shou.

After all, this is a devilish professor with a terrible temper, like a powerful boss. Even though he's in his forties or fifties, he still loves to bully his students; he's the type of a ruthless nun.

"Qin Shou, answer this question. If you can't, come to my office later. I'll give you some practice problems!" the professor said.

Xunlei suddenly covered his face: "It's over, bro, I can't save you, I have no idea what to do."

When Joanna's best friends saw that Qin Shou was in trouble, they immediately started flipping through their books in a panic.

"Girls, have you ever seen this problem before? How do you solve it? This is the hardest calculus problem ever! It gives me a headache just looking at it!"

"I don't know either, I'm really bad at math!"

"Go ask in the group chat, see if there are any top students who can help him!"

The girls are now teaming up to help Qin Shou come up with an answer.

While they were racking their brains to help, all they heard was the sound of chalk hitting the ground.

Everyone suddenly looked up.

Soon, they spotted a boy in a white shirt writing smoothly on the blackboard.

His gaze was resolute, and his hands never stopped moving.

He wrote out the complex instructions with ease, as if the question were incredibly simple.

This operation was so fierce that it left Xunlei and others in awe.

"Wait, is this still Qin, who was at the bottom of math class?"

"I'm starting to wonder, is this just random writing, or is it actually true?"

"Even though I don't understand it, it seems really awesome."

Even the professor adjusted his glasses, looking incredulous.

Is the person before me still Qin Shou?

They're not twin brothers, are they?

"We don't need to go, right?" Qin Shou looked at the professor with confidence.

The professor was dumbfounded and quickly nodded.

She suddenly realized that Qin Shou had already passed her and descended the mountain with an imposing air.

It was like the cheers that followed a victorious battle.

"That's amazing! I did all the math, but I still couldn't solve it this quickly!"

"Is Qin Shou cheating? That's amazing!"

"I really feel like he's become a different person. He's become so smart and talented. Or maybe I just lacked an eye for beauty before?"

"Is it possible that Qin Shou is pretending to be weak while actually being strong? How could someone improve so much all of a sudden? Joanna even said he sings terribly; it's obvious Qin Shou is hiding his true abilities!"

People were talking about it, but Qin Shou ignored them.

After he returned to his seat with a triumphant air, Xunlei's voice trembled with excitement: "How did you do that?"

"I just happened to have seen the answers and memorized them. I was lucky." Qin Shou curled the corners of his mouth.

The system's academic skills are really good. If he encountered a question like this normally, he would definitely be stumped.

But now he answered easily, without any pressure.

"That's awesome! You should memorize more next time, and I'll copy yours." Mang Ge was very excited.

Qin Shou touched his nose and smiled sheepishly, "We'll see."

Meanwhile, the class monitor, who was some distance away, was sending messages on his phone.

He sent the sheet music to his dad, boasting, "How about it, Dad? It's pretty good, isn't it? It was written by my classmate!"

His dad replied instantly: 【Did he really write this?】

[It's absolutely true, I saw him write it with my own eyes!]

Is he a professional songwriter?

"No, he just seemed to be scribbling randomly, all on scrap paper," the class monitor replied.

Son, do me a favor, if it's for my own good.

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