Villain Young Master Doesn't Want to Fall in Love with the Cute Domineering Female Lead

"Um, excuse me, student, did you come to the wrong classroom?"

Ye Luotong was a bit stunned when she saw the male student suddenly walk into the classroom.

Was there a student like this in her class? As the homeroom teacher, she had no impression of him at all.

Moreover, his appearance was so outstanding. If he were really a student in her class, she wouldn't have failed to recognize him.

"Huh? Isn't this Class 2-5?"

The person who came in seemed a bit confused as well. He quickly ran out and glanced at the golden plaque inlaid by the door.

This was indeed Class 2-5, so he definitely hadn't gone to the wrong place.

"May I ask your name?"

A sense of foreboding slowly rose from the bottom of Ye Luotong's heart.

Her peripheral vision involuntarily shifted to the second-to-last empty seat by the window.

If her thoughts were correct, could this tall and handsome young man in front of her be...

"Teacher Ye, I'm Wu Liang."

Wu Liang frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him. It wasn't April Fools' Day today, was it?

How could even Ye Luotong not recognize him? Although he hadn't attended classes properly before, he was still a student in Class 2-5, and she had spoken to him a few times as his homeroom teacher.

What's more, he had been hospitalized recently after being hit in the head by a shot put, and Ye Luotong had called the ambulance for him at the time.

And now she was saying she didn't recognize him? That was too much. Even if Wu Liang was a scumbag young master before, he was still your student, wasn't he?

"Eeeeeeeek!!!!"

Before Ye Luotong could even speak, deafening exclamations erupted from the entire classroom.

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

Especially some of the boys who often hung out with Wu Liang, their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Oh my God..."

Ye Luotong, who had already guessed the answer, rubbed her temples, feeling a headache.

Her guess was indeed correct. But she really hadn't expected that the unscrupulous young master who favored the pompadour hairstyle would have such good looks after letting his hair down.

But wasn't the improvement in his appearance a bit too exaggerated? When he had the pompadour hairstyle before, he looked like a fierce hooligan.

But now, with this godly appearance that looked like the male lead from a Mary Sue drama, what was going on?

While it's true that hairstyle determines appearance, this deviation in his talent tree was a bit too outrageous.

"Let me confirm again, student Wu Liang, you are Wu Liang, right? Not some brother of his like Wu Jing, Wu Dan, or Wu Neng..."

Ye Luotong slowly walked up to Wu Liang and looked at his chiseled face, sharp as a blade.

She suddenly felt a sense of unreality. Was she still dreaming and hadn't woken up yet?

"Yes... Teacher Ye... I am Wu Liang..."

Wu Liang's eyes twitched as he looked at the woman in front of him. She was usually quite smart.

How could she be acting like an idiot now...

Chapter 12: That's Right, It's Gilgamesh!

"Let's return to our original topic... The Epic of Gilgamesh is an epic poem about the Hero King Gilgamesh, who ruled the ancient Mesopotamian region... the Sumerian city-state of Uruk..."

"In the beginning, the Hero King, as the monarch of Uruk, was tyrannical and abused his power, oppressing men and bullying women."

"But later, he suddenly awakened and achieved unprecedented accomplishments, earning the love and support of his people. He was known as the oldest and greatest wise king in human history..."

Ye Luotong, who had started retelling the textbook, cleared her throat twice to ease her embarrassment, but her eyes kept glancing at Wu Liang, who had already returned to his seat.

It wasn't just Ye Luotong; it could be said that the entire Class 2-5 had no mood to listen to Ye Luotong's lecture anymore.

Even the boys who had been captivated by Ye Luotong earlier now had their gazes focused on Wu Liang along with everyone else.

If they exchanged glances, they would see the amusing expressions on each other's faces.

After all, they had never seen Wu Liang with his hair down before. They hadn't expected Wu Liang to have such an incredible appearance, which made everyone present sigh with emotion.

"..."

This intense gaze made Wu Liang very uncomfortable. It was just a change of hairstyle.

"But is He Xue not coming to school today..."

Wu Liang looked at the empty seat to his right. That guy He Xue was also absent.

Could it be that she was deliberately avoiding him because he had harassed her recently? Damn it, that past Wu Liang, don't cause me any more trouble.

He didn't want He Xue's impression of him to drop to negative before the game even officially started.

This hellish start was already disgusting enough. If he made these female leads even more hostile towards him, there would be no way to play.

"Hey, hey... Don't you guys think Wu Liang has become much handsomer..."

"I feel the same, I feel the same... I didn't expect the pompadour hairstyle to be an item that seals good looks..."

"Have you guys noticed? Wu Liang is much quieter today, not as roguish as before..."

The hushed whispers of the girls around reached Wu Liang's ears.

It was as if they didn't care about him at all, openly discussing him right in front of him.

But these murmurs, like the buzzing of mosquitoes, made Wu Liang increasingly annoyed. His mood, already soured by being late, grew even gloomier.

"Hey, you guys are too loud."

Wu Liang looked at the chattering group of girls in front of him. His dark eyes, like stagnant water, glinted with a hint of coldness.

His eyes, full of malice, pierced the girls' hearts like icy, bone-chilling blades.

"S-sorry... Young Master Wu Liang..."

However, upon seeing Wu Liang's devilishly handsome face, these girls didn't feel scared.

On the contrary, their pretty faces flushed, and they quickly turned their heads away, not daring to meet Wu Liang's gaze, murmuring shyly.

Some of the girls even pulled out their phones from under their skirts and took a hundred rapid-fire shots of Wu Liang's current expression.

"Young Master Wu Liang! Please! Can you act a bit more arrogant, with a fiercer gaze!!"

Wu Liang even heard such an outrageous request from the crowd of girls.

Were they treating him like a Class A protected animal here, just snapping pictures?

"Young Master Wu Liang, can you please do that expression again! I didn't manage to save it!!"

More and more absurd requests came from the girls' mouths.

This left Wu Liang stunned and a bit at a loss for words.

These women really judged everything by looks, huh? When Wu Liang used to have a pompadour, where were they then?

"Um, um, Young Master Wu Liang, can you strike a pose? I want to post it on Weibo~"

More and more voices gradually rose in the classroom. The once relatively quiet classroom gradually began to sound like a boiling iron pot, emitting a noisy clamor.

It was unclear who gave these girls the courage, as many actively started greeting Wu Liang.

Perhaps it was because of his looks, or perhaps it was because of Wu Liang's previously polite attitude towards Ye Luotong, or perhaps it was because...

Slap!

"I say, you brats, you better cut it out."

Veins bulged on Ye Luotong's forehead as she slammed her palm onto the desk, creating a deafening sound.

Ye Luotong, with a twitching mouth, clenched her textbook, the plastic cover groaning under her grip.

"..."

The girls, suddenly realizing it was still class time, trembled and looked with pale faces at Ye Luotong on the podium, dark energy radiating from her.

Ye Luotong, with a twisted smile, looked at the little rascals below her.

"Everyone will copy the first half of the biography of the Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot, that we discussed yesterday, once. Otherwise, don't even think about your exam scores."

Ye Luotong, sitting cross-legged on the podium, smiled maliciously.

To ignore her like this during her class, these little rascals were getting more and more arrogant.

"Ahhh! We have to do it too???"

The boys cried out in despair. It was unfair! This had nothing to do with them.

While they were shocked by Wu Liang's transformation, they hadn't harassed him like those girls.

(Mainly, they didn't dare. After all, Wu Liang was still that villainous young master...)

"And Wu Liang, come to my office after class. I have something to talk to you about."

Ye Luotong pointed at Wu Liang. What was wrong with this brat, acting like a completely different person all of a sudden?

Did that scoundrel young master suddenly have a change of heart and become a good person? She didn't believe it. He was probably plotting something.

But speaking of which, didn't this guy get hit on the head by a shot put? He recovered in just two days??

She remembered being terrified when Wu Liang fell, the blood flowing like a period.

How did he get out of the hospital so quickly? Was his physical condition even human?

"Got it."

Wu Liang replied nonchalantly, casually glancing at the lecture slides on the projector.

The epic of the oldest king in human history, the Hero King Gilgamesh.

It felt quite nostalgic. He used to be a top student, and he knew all this by heart.

"Academy life, huh... I'm actually looking forward to it a little..."

He looked out the window at the students in the sports field below, who were having their physical education class.

Academy life was truly nostalgic...

Chapter Thirteen: The Ever-Unscrupulous Young Master

As the class, which was enough to make Wu Liang drowsy, finally ended, Ye Luotong glanced at Wu Liang with a complicated expression.

As if denying something, Ye Luotong shook her head with a self-deprecating smile before leaving the classroom.

The moment Ye Luotong stepped out of the classroom, the previously quiet room instantly erupted.

Everyone began a lively discussion about Wu Liang's changes, and most of them were girls.

Especially after seeing that Wu Liang had been quiet the entire class and hadn't caused any trouble.

The girls gathered and chattered incessantly, their gazes falling on Wu Liang from time to time.

After all, having been with Wu Liang for a full year, they all knew very well what kind of person he was.

As classmates, they were most clear about his personality and how he handled things.

The old Wu Liang felt like an unrestrained, arrogant punk; even during class, he would always stir up trouble.

But the current Wu Liang was more like a calm and aloof wise man, as if everything was within his grasp.

The changes in Wu Liang sparked their intense interest; no one knew why he had become like this.

But it had to be admitted that the current Wu Liang was indeed much better than before, even quite charming.

"Boss! What happened to you! Where did your proud pompadour go???"

A scruffy-looking guy sidled up to Wu Liang, his hair a mess like a bird's nest.

He used to be Wu Liang's little follower, the one who came up with many bad ideas for Wu Liang.