Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again! Chapter 580: Demanding More Kisses; She’s Really Not Good at

Song Anjing missed yesterday’s bet and felt quite regretful, eagerly waiting now, she rubbed her hands together excitedly. "Alright, I’m in, Sister Xin!"

Qiu Gang gritted his teeth, "This ti, the stakes should be doubled, do you dare?"

Qin Xin weighed the one-million-dollar check Hu Yi just handed over. "Only doubled? We have a million to bet with, we want to multiply it by ten. You’re so stingy, we’re not even interested in betting."

Qiu Gang was stunned, "..."

That one million was clearly earned from him, damn it.

"Ten tis, then ten tis," He said daringly.

Although he guessed the plot wrong this morning, perhaps he didn’t listen carefully to what Jun Ruyi casually ntioned that day.

Just now, he specifically called Jun Ruyi again.

Jun Ruyi was sure that the plot direction wouldn’t change, it was just an interlude, and tomorrow the storyline would return to where it should be.

Therefore, he placed all his bets to compete with Qin Xin.

The whole classroom was too astonished by this increasingly grand gamble to speak.

They only dared to watch the big shots play.

Song Anjing chuckled foolishly a few tis, "Sister Xin, I’ll start guessing, I guess in the next Chapter, the heroine’s father will launch a big move to destroy humanity directly!"

"Childish!" Qiu Gang sneered, "This is a sci-fi novel, not a zombie novel or end-of-the-world novel, how could there be any world-destroying plot."

Song Anjing pouted, "I just think Xinghe’s imagination is different, so what?"

Qiu Gang, "Then you’re bound to lose. Xinghe’s next plot should be the father repenting and reforming, laying down the butcher’s knife."

Qin Xin leaned back in her chair, her expression indifferent.

Repenting and reforming?

Since when is there so much repenting and reforming in the world?

She turned to Song Anjing, "Do you like reading end-of-the-world novels?"

Song Anjing nodded vigorously, then shyly smiled and whispered in Qin Xin’s ear, "Mm-hmm, especially the kind where, at the end of the world, it’s just , a lonely little woman, and a handso and domineering starship commander. Just thinking about it makes excited. Sigh, Xinghe writes too few romantic scenes."

Qin Xin, "..."

Cough, cough, cough. She wouldn’t write those kinds of plot twists.

After all, she has no experience.

But other types of plots could et the girls’ needs.

She’s really not good at romantic scenes.

Though perhaps she could try her hand at writing kiss scenes.

Qin Xin inexplicably thought of that unexpected, lingering deep kiss from Mr. Emperor the other day.

She quickly reeled back her wandering thoughts, "It’s decided, place your bets."

"Bet, bet, bet!" Song Anjing busily organized and signed the wager with Qiu Gang.

Qiu Gang, lacking that much cash, put down his ID and several bank cards, looking quite upset.

He took the effort to step out of the classroom and called Jun Ruyi again to verify once more if the upcoming plot at the publisher was indeed written like that. Annoyed, Jun Ruyi repeated once more, "Are you doubting ? Could my information be wrong?"

Also reminded him, "Don’t just think about reading novels when there’s nothing to do. Make sure to prepare well for the national dical competition, I’ll be there in person, don’t embarrass ."

Qiu Gang, "Don’t worry, Senior Sister Jun. The Imperial University dogs are still begging us to take them in, there’s no way they’re focused on competing. This year’s championship is definitely ours."

Jun Ruyi, "I heard their Imperial University team has soone nad Qin Xin... her dical skills are exceptionally strong, you by then... forget it, I’ll brief you on-site."