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My Dreamy Old Husband novel 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!

There was no mistake made by Sophia even up to 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 with the recitation, and it was still perfect.

From the 700th to 800th decimal place… This continued until the 1000th decimal place before Sophia finally ended her performance.

“This is my Pi, and with this pie, I hope it makes you fly!”

The performance was finally over. It had merely taken about four to five minutes, but 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 Sophia’s tempo and, at the same time, make sure that she had not made any mistake.

After the show, the three of them took a curtain call while the audience gave them a thundering applause. All of the students were waving their hands, exclaiming, “Pi! Pi! Pi!”

Sophia was also covered in sweat. But when she saw the stimulated audience and the excited live comment section, she let out a chuckle and took a bow before leaving the stage.

In the meantime, Michael had also left to exchange outfits with Stanley. After putting on his wig and composing himself, he went back to the panel and immediately gave Sophia 10 points.

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

She had just surprised him again!

He never expected her to recite the Pi for this show!

And she even got Sean to dance in woman clothing for the show!

The visual and the connotation were all in place!

Taking a glance at the rest of the judges, he found that most of them had started to evaluate the performance. Those who had given marks earlier were also making some amendments.

When Sophia left the stage, her 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 mind was blank.

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