Chapter 232: Wen Ziying: The Method Acting Experience

It’s impossible to squeeze through. Even if Wen Ziying didn’t mind, Xia Yu himself didn’t want such an experience.

He looked at both sides.

This was an old residential community that had already been decided for demolition. On both sides were farmhouse-style houses with courtyards. These two walls were the courtyard walls of two different households.

However, these courtyard walls were somewhat high. Xia Yu wondered what kind of relationship the two families had back then to build such tall walls.

Xia Yu estimated the distance, jumped forcefully, and used his hands and feet to support himself in the gaps on both sides, stabilizing his body.

The high school student was shocked when witnessing this scene.

This wasn’t a simple act of support. The gap was just that big, making it impossible to spread hands and feet wide. It required quite an advanced level of technique.

Before the high school student could recover from his shock, Xia Yu had already climbed onto the courtyard wall.

Walking directly above the high school student, Xia Yu looked down at him.

The high school student was just one step away from entering the alley on the opposite side, but he stopped.

Going outside would certainly result in being caught. Only by hiding here could he ensure safety.

Regarding his choice, Xia Yu had already predicted.

He took a brick from a broken spot nearby and said to the high school student, “If you don’t come out, I’ll throw this brick down. I believe even if I injure you, I’ll just have to pay for your medical expenses. What do you think?”

The high school student weighed his options. He suddenly stepped out from the gap and ran away quickly.

In his mind, Xia Yu needed some time to jump down, so at this moment, if he quickly hid, there was still hope to escape.

However, he didn’t hear the sound of Xia Yu landing behind him. He looked back but saw no one. Instead, on the nearby wall, there was a figure running.

Running on the wall? Are you a cat?!

Xia Yu quickly ran alongside the high school student. He jumped, attempting to tackle him, but the high school student was more nimble than expected. He managed to stop just in time, avoiding the spot where Xia Yu had anticipated he’d be.

Xia Yu did a mid-air side flip and landed steadily on the ground.

He reached out to grab the high school student, who tried to resist but was easily subdued by Xia Yu and pinned to the ground.

Finally capturing the other person, Xia Yu was just about to ask some questions when the high school student shouted first, “Let me go! Why are you following me and even capturing me?!”

He actually turned the tables and accused Xia Yu?

“Wasn’t it you who followed me first?” Xia Yu twisted the high school student’s arm slightly.

“Ouch, that hurts! I just followed you once, but you’ve been following me for a whole week!” The high school student’s voice was filled with grievance.

“???”

“What’s going on?” Xia Yu asked Wen Ziying.

“He followed me once and then stopped coming. So I went to check what was happening,” Wen Ziying explained her actions.

“And then you followed him for a whole week? And even made me capture him?” Xia Yu struggled to understand Wen Ziying’s logic. “Did he do anything inappropriate to you?”

“No, he just normally followed me to the building where I live and then left,” Wen Ziying replied.

Wasn’t this just a typical behavior of a teenage boy in puppy love?

Following the girl he liked to the building where she lived and then quietly leaving—Xia Yu remembered doing similar foolish things with his classmates in his past life.

“Ask him what he was feeling when he was following you, what was going through his mind,” Wen Ziying continued.

“Is that really your question?” Xia Yu had a bad premonition.

“Yeah, I want to use it as material for my next book,” Wen Ziying said naturally. “I followed him because I wanted to observe a stalker, but my stalking skills were too poor and I got discovered. But it worked out perfectly—I collected material from the perspective of someone being stalked, so I just continued for a week.”

“…”

What a crazy writer! Xia Yu thought.

“Now that I’ve gathered enough material from the perspective of someone being stalked, it’s time to get back to our main task. I guess he can’t really explain his feelings either. Why don’t you let him follow someone else again, and I’ll just observe,” Wen Ziying said excitedly.

“I refuse,” Xia Yu released the high school student.

The high school student, frightened, looked at Xia Yu, who seemed to be talking to himself, and slowly backed away. Once he had created a distance of about ten meters from Xia Yu, he quickly fled.

After this incident, Xia Yu was sure the boy would no longer have feelings for Wen Ziying.

“Hey, why did you let him escape? You’re just making things worse!” Wen Ziying was unhappy.

“You’re planning to write about a criminal stalker, right?” Xia Yu asked.

“Yeah, I finally found one!” Wen Ziying replied.

“Then you’ll be disappointed. He’s just a typical lovesick teenager. Following you was just his romantic gesture.”

“Really?”

“Hey, we’re both men. I know what I’m talking about,” Xia Yu explained.

Sighing, Wen Ziying looked very disappointed.

“Alright, I’ve had some interesting experiences with you anyway. This time has given me fresh material,” Wen Ziying shifted her focus back to Xia Yu. “Do that wall-jumping thing again. I might write about this scene in the future, so I want to experience it firsthand.”

Jumping onto the nearby wall, Xia Yu walked along it and asked, “Do all authors work this hard when writing a book?”

“Don’t compare me to those who just write randomly,” Wen Ziying snorted. “Works that lack any real experience and are purely imagined have no value at all.”

“So your approach is to experience a love story with me, like last time?” Xia Yu referred to Wen Ziying’s “Possession.”

In that story, Xia Yu, as an alien AI, had a passionate love affair with the possessed female protagonist.

“A small segment extracted and pieced together is enough. Novels are an art form. Art comes from life but transcends it. How could it be exactly the same as real life?” Wen Ziying explained.

Without saying anything else, Xia Yu walked around and came to the roadside, then jumped down from the wall.

Wen Ziying was also quiet. Xia Yu guessed she was either memorizing the experience just now or recording the feeling of being physically controlled.

“If you were to write a crime story, would you have to personally experience the crime yourself?” He asked.

“Experiencing it would naturally be best. But what’s important isn’t the crime itself, but rather the criminal’s psychology and emotions. That’s where the art lies!” Wen Ziying said. “So I’ll go and observe those in detention centers. Their experiences are the real ones. If I were to do it myself, there wouldn’t be such an effect.”

“But you’re different. While I’m in your body, I can sense the thoughts that come to you as you act. Just now, when you were running on the walls, I felt as if I had gained the ability to run on walls too.” Wen Ziying felt the practical value in Xia Yu.

Without responding to Wen Ziying, Xia Yu went back to the bubble tea shop where he had been before, picked up his backpack, and returned to Wen Ziying’s home.

He took out Wen Ziying’s homework and started doing it.

Wen Ziying was in her second year of high school, and although the difficulty was a bit low, it was still good practice.

“This feeling of being a top student is amazing too! The moment I see a question, my brain seems to instantly come up with the solution path!” Wen Ziying collected yet another piece of new material.

Eight hours passed, and Xia Yu returned to his own body.

He looked at the game points and frowned.

Wen Ziying had given him five times the normal game points.

So, as long as he provided the girl with novel experiences, he could receive extra point rewards?

For a moment, Xia Yu had the idea of constantly gaining points through Wen Ziying, but he quickly dismissed it.

To gain points from Wen Ziying, he would have to constantly reveal his abilities, which was definitely not a safe thing to do. Moreover, what was novel would eventually become ordinary. He only had so many skills.

However, if he really ran out of game points someday, he could consider doing this for a while.

He went to bed. The next day, Xia Yu arrived at his classroom. Today, they would probably announce the test scores.

Except for history, his exam preparation skills at level 4 were fully activated. Just how high would his scores be? How far was he from being the top student in the city?