My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 344

“3282306647 0938446095

5058223172 5359408128……”

“3282306647093844609550582231725359408128…” Sophia screwed her eyes closed and recited the Pi. Her main focus was on the Pi, not the rap. Back when she first proposed to perform on stage, she initially wanted to play the piano. However, piano was not her forte, and she then had the idea of giving a recitation of the Pi.

Knowing that it would be too boring to only spout numbers, Stanley had suggested for her to convert it into a rap performance since he had learned how to play a turntable from Michael when he was young. He could make use of the turntable which he still had at home.

Though the DJ had been switched to Michael, and Sophia missed the beats a couple of times, he still tried his best to match her rhythm. When she missed the tempo occasionally, Michael would quickly keep up with her, and even Sean would adjust his dance steps accordingly.

This was definitely physical labor!

Before Sophia could even reach the 100th decimal place, Michael was already drenched in sweat!

“4811174502 8410270193

8521105559 6446229489……”

“4811174502841027019385211055596446229489…” Sophia went on with her recitation. Closing her eyes, she ignored what others would think of her and struggled to keep up with Michael’s beat. During rehearsal, she was already finding it hard to catch up with Stanley’s speed, and so they had to go the other way round for Stanley to keep up with her. But Michael was obviously on another level because he could adjust with Sophia’s tempo, and the synchronization was perfect.

 

“Holy crap! This is the definitely best Miss Misty in history! So this is what it means to be smart!”

“She is so brilliant! Is she at the 300th decimal place already? I bet she hasn’t left out any one of the numbers!”

 

“My roommates have already taken out their notebook for reference; it’s true that she hasn’t left any of the numbers out!”

“5493038196 4428810975

6659334461 2847564823……”

“5493038196442881097566593344612847564823…”

The audience was going frantic with the idol playing the DJ turntable, a drag queen dancing sexily on stage, and the Pi recitation by an ace student! All of these were so stimulating!

the 500th decimal place; when the song reached the 600th decimal place, Sophia choked a little. Nevertheless, Michael paused the rhythm for her before she proceeded

until the

with this

Michael felt like he had had sex with Sophia for the whole night—he was drenched in sweat. He was especially tired mentally because he needed to make sure that he kept up with

took a curtain call while the audience gave them a thundering applause. All of the students were

audience and the excited live comment section, she let out a chuckle and took a bow before leaving the

left to exchange outfits with Stanley. After putting on his wig and composing himself, he went back

points was too little; it should be 100 points instead! The extra 90 points was for her

had just surprised

to recite the Pi

got Sean to dance

and the connotation were

that most of them had started to evaluate the performance. Those who had

legs felt like jelly. Because she had been forcing herself too much on stage, she felt as if she was walking on clouds; even her entire

was definitely built

to help her

was out of breath. Meanwhile, Stanley was holding

from the packaging, Stanley helped Sean to remove his

the makeup at the corner of Sean’s eye and asked with concern, “Are you tired? I saw you were dancing in high heels! You must be

Sean’s eyes were full of

was a careless man, so he failed to notice the tenderness in Sean’s eyes and continued, “Tonight I’ll treat you to

her head and thought, Stanley, you stupid boy; you’re going to stay single forever if you keep acting like this! Sigh, my idol is way better

phone out and snapped a photo of Stanley wiping Sean’s face. She then sent it to the user, Little Kitten, on Messenger and said, “Lil’ Kitten,

replied to her with a

appeared dull and boring. Sophia was standing firmly on the throne,

Sophia’s turn to the front to allow the audience some time to react. He wanted to make sure that the audience had the time to vote before the competition ended, or he would have played for

backstage, Natasha was sitting in a corner, checking on the online voting. The expression on her

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