The Villain Doesn’t Want To Date the Cute Heroine

11 Without the Pompadour, You Don’t Recognize Me Anymore?

Looking at the luxurious and opulent gates before him, Wu Liang suddenly felt an indescribable sense of nostalgia.

The Glorious Star Academy’s premier high school, which he had seen countless times in the game, was now standing right before him in reality.

Especially the clock tower behind the teaching building, filled with Western European architecture, felt incredibly familiar to Wu Liang.

After all, he had visited that clock tower more than once in the game for stargazing.

Since the clock tower was the tallest structure within the academy, it naturally became the observatory.

Moreover, with an open-air balcony at the top of the tower, moving equipment there allowed for the best angle to observe the stars.

So, whenever he had time, Wu Liang would always take a few rounds at the observatory.

“Um, student, aren’t you going in? Classes have already started.”

While Wu Liang was still here, contemplating life, the uncle at the gate poked his head out and asked in confusion.

He seemed somewhat puzzled as to why Wu Liang was standing at the gate with an expression like someone revisiting their alma mater after many years.

The uncle stroked his chin but didn’t dare to say much more, after all, most of the students here were children of dignitaries and nobles.

Even if he’s the least of them, he’s still a rich second generation; these students are not ones he can afford to provoke.

“Oh, thanks, uncle. Oh, right, don’t close the door, uncle. There’s another student behind me.”

Wu Liang sent a friendly smile to the security guard.

After running a few steps forward, Wu Liang turned his head back to remind the guard that the male protagonist named Nan Zhu was still behind.

Goodness, who would have thought this so-called protagonist would have such a distinctive name?

But now that I’ve met the protagonist, it means the game’s storyline has truly begun.

With this thought, Wu Liang also slowed his pace, walking on the spacious playground.

“The 365-day countdown should almost be starting.”

Wu Liang touched the tip of his nose, the plot twist a year from now, he was determined to avoid and leave you all in suspense.

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“In Mesopotamian mythology, there is a hero. He was the legendary ruler of the city of Uruk during the Sumerian era, named Gilgamesh.”

“At first, he was a true tyrant, but later he had an epiphany and built the city walls…”

Ye Wen Tong looked at the textbook in her hands, narrating the oldest heroic epic of humanity—The Epic of Gilgamesh.

Her cloud-like long hair was tied up high, and a pair of beautiful eyes exuded a faint intellectual beauty.

A teardrop mole under her right eye added a seductive touch to her already flawless face.

The tight-fitting waistcoat and pencil skirt accentuated her curvy figure to perfection, and her full, slender legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings.

Ye Wen Tong, just casually standing there, could attract the admiring gazes of the boys below.

“Little devils, are you even listening?”

Ye Wen Tong closed the textbook in her hands, squinting her eyes as she scanned the little boys below who were almost staring at her in a daze.

The concentration of these little devils was really too weak. They always complained that she dressed too coolly, yet today, even in formal attire, they were still distracted.

“Knock, knock, knock”

The urgent knocking sound drew everyone’s attention in the classroom.

“Come in.”

With her full, rounded thighs crossed, Ye Wen Tong sat sideways on the lecture desk and spoke indifferently.

She wanted to see which little guy was late again, but today seemed to be a rare full house.

Recalling the roll call earlier, all the students on the roster were present.

“Sorry, I encountered some trouble on the way, so I was delayed.”

A gentle male voice sounded at the door, making everyone, including Ye Wen Tong, feel very comfortable.

But when they saw the newcomer’s face clearly, everyone was taken aback. Who was this black-haired handsome guy? Was he from their class??

Indeed, he was dressed in the splendid uniform of Xing Yuan, but that flowing long hair and handsome face didn’t seem to belong to anyone from their class.

“Uh, student, are you in the wrong classroom?”

Ye Wen’s eyes widened in surprise upon seeing the boy who suddenly entered the classroom.

Was there such a character in her class? As the homeroom teacher, she had no recollection of him.

Moreover, with such striking looks, if he were truly a student in her class, she would undoubtedly recognize him.

“Hmm? Isn’t this Class 2-5?”

The newcomer seemed puzzled too, hastily stepping outside to glance at the golden plaque beside the door.

Indeed, this was Class 2-5; he definitely hadn’t made a mistake.

“May I ask your name?”

A sense of foreboding slowly rose from the depths of Ye Wen’s heart.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the second-to-last empty seat by the window.

If things were as she suspected, could this tall, handsome young man be…

“Ms. Ye, I’m Wu Liang.”

Wu Liang frowned at the woman before him. Today wasn’t April Fool’s Day, was it?

How could Ye Wen not recognize him? Although he hadn’t attended classes properly before,

he was still a student of Class 2-5, and she, as the homeroom teacher, had even spoken to him several times.

Moreover, he had been hospitalized recently due to a shot put injury to his head, and it was Ye Wen who had called the ambulance for him.

And now she was pretending not to know him? That was too much. Even if Wu Liang had been a scoundrel before, he was still her student.

“Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh!!!!”

Before Ye Wen could speak, the classroom erupted with deafening exclamations.

As if they had seen a monster, all the students wore expressions as though they had seen a ghost.

Especially some boys who often hung out with Wu Liang, they nearly popped their eyes out of their sockets.

“Oh my God…”

Ye Wen, who had guessed the answer, also pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache.

She had guessed right, but she hadn’t expected that the unscrupulous young master, known for his mohawk, would possess such looks after letting his hair down.

But wasn’t this improvement in looks a bit too exaggerated? With his previous mohawk, he had the fierce look of a thug.

But now, with the divine looks of a top male lead from a Mary Sue drama, what was going on?

Although it’s said that hairstyles determine looks, his natural talent seemed a bit too outrageous.

“Let me confirm one more time, Wu Liang, it’s Wu Liang, right? Not his brother or cousin Wu Jing, Wu Dan, Wu Neng, right…”

Ye Wen slowly walked up to Wu Liang, gazing at his sharply defined cheeks.

She felt as if she was in a dream, wondering if she was still asleep and dreaming.

“Yes… Teacher Ye… I am Wu Liang…”

Wu Liang’s eyes twitched as he looked at the woman before him, who was usually quite clever.

How did she become such a fool now…