Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 239 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (66)

Evan got a little too close, but He Qinglin pulled him away by the collar with a cold face.

"Holy crap, He Qinglin, are you crazy?" Ai Wen snapped, cursing loudly.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao chuckled and rubbed her nose, her eyes slightly red. Facing Song Zhixu's concerned expression, she smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry." He just had a more serious heart condition, but he wasn't a fragile porcelain doll.

"His nose is all red, he must have hurt himself." Also, his eyes are red, like a little rabbit that has been bullied.

Song Zhixu's eyes softened, and she said helplessly, "I'll go downstairs to buy you medicine and food while I'm at it."

"I want food too."

Before Zhao Zhao could say anything, Ai Wen, who had been pulled away, rushed back. He tugged at Song Zhixu's sleeve, pouting exaggeratedly and acting like he wanted to disgust him, "I don't want to walk either, I want you to bring me food~"

The tough guy tried to act cute, and sure enough, Song Zhixu's face darkened instantly. She shook off his hand and left the dormitory without looking back.

"Hey, remember to buy one for me too!" Aiven called out, and Song Zhixu walked even faster in that instant.

"Hahahaha...I'm dying of laughter." Evan laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight, and then clung to Zhao Zhao again.

He Qinglin was utterly exasperated by this persistent pest.

If he couldn't break free, he joined in, sitting down next to Zhao Zhao and putting his arm around his waist without saying a word. The two were quite close, and the hot breath He Qinglin exhaled behind his ear instantly turned his ears red.

He Qinglin stared intently, his eyes unwavering. "Be good, don't move. I'll explain the problem to you."

Then, he deliberately picked up a book of advanced math olympiad problems. As soon as he opened it, Zhao Zhao's head came close.

"Come on, let's start with this question..." Zhao Zhao has loved studying math problems since she was a child, and He Qinglin was just catering to her interests.

Evan: ...He can't compare to that.

Seeing that pile of math problems that looked like English, he got a terrible headache and silently looked away.

The two of them were having a lively discussion when Evan went out for some fresh air. He glanced down at the U-shaped dormitory building and suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

It's Lin Xi.

His suitcase burst open, scattering his belongings all over the ground downstairs. He was sweating profusely under the scorching sun as he tried to pack up his things; he looked rather pitiful.

However, this is none of his business.

Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly met Lin Xi's raised eyes. Upon this contact, Lin Xi immediately lowered her head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Evan stood there for a while, watching as the noble children came and went, but not a single one offered a helping hand to the simply dressed special admission student.

Upstairs, Evan looked down at him with a detached gaze. Downstairs, a boy who was arrogant and aloof didn't even glance at him. Lin Xi lowered his head to pick up his things, his downcast eyes concealing a coldness.

It seems that, at any time, elite schools have always looked down on students admitted through special admissions programs.

He truly hates this hierarchy, and one day he will make those who look down on him regret it.

Lin Xi suppressed her temper, her forehead veins bulging.

It's okay, this is just the beginning of the story. It's only natural that he's suffering a little. As long as the story continues, his life will get better...

Having a detailed understanding of the plot, he didn't take today's little incident to heart at all. After all, he would have more and more opportunities to interact with the other three prodigies in the future.

Evan didn't pay him any mind, and turned around, thinking that Zhao Zhao should have finished explaining a problem.

She returned to her dorm room with a smile, only to find him obediently closing his eyes and falling asleep in He Qinglin's arms.

Evan: ? Weren't you supposed to give a lecture?