Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 191 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (18)

Zhao Zhao looked up from the sea of ​​questions and saw a very handsome boy. The most striking feature was his pair of long, bright, almond-shaped eyes. He grinned and looked at Zhao Zhao.

"I'm sorry, I only have one pen." After saying that, Zhao Zhao raised an eyebrow and smiled, noticing the boy's disappointed look. "However, I can have someone bring you one."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to signal, and the proctor immediately came down. "Excuse me, is there a problem?"

"Could I have a pen?"

The proctor was a kind middle-aged female teacher. When she saw Zhaozhao asking for a pen, she immediately handed her her own pen.

"Thank you." Zhao Zhao politely accepted it, then casually handed it to the classmate next to her.

Evan accepted it with a smile and thanked him quietly.

He couldn't help but feel frustrated. Why hadn't it been so easy for him to borrow a pen from the teacher before?

I glanced up at Zhao Zhao, who was diligently working on her problems. Hmm, she looked like a model student; I guess teachers like this kind of student.

Zhao Zhao was very fast at answering questions. Even though she was a few minutes late, she still handed in her paper early. The boy next to her was still writing furiously, looking worried as if he had some grudge against the test paper.

Feeling relaxed as she left the examination hall, she looked up and bumped into He Qinglin, who had just come out of the adjacent examination hall number twenty-two.

Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up, and she ran over quickly. He Qinglin saw her too, and subconsciously frowned, but slowed down.

"Hey deskmate, let's go eat together."

"..."

There was a moment of silence between them. Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Zhao got angry. She stared at his aloof profile for a few seconds, then turned to leave, muttering to herself, "If you're not going to eat, then don't eat."

"Wait a minute." He Qinglin hesitated for a moment, but his mouth moved faster than his brain. Seeing that Zhao Zhao's eyes still held anger as she turned around, he could only soften his voice, "Let's go eat."

"What's with that gloomy look on your face?" Zhao Zhao glared at him, displeased.

I feel like I'm offering my warm welcome to someone who doesn't reciprocate.

"Let's go." He Qinglin didn't explain, casually put the two pens in his pocket, and slowly walked forward. After a while, he didn't hear any movement behind him. When he turned around, he couldn't even see Zhao Zhao's figure.

He Qinglin: ...

He thought Yu Zhaoyi had been following behind him the whole time.

Looking down the long corridor, she blinked uncomfortably a couple of times, but didn't pay much attention and left.

During the afternoon exam, Zhao Zhao arrived at the exam hall early. He quietly and listlessly twirled his pen, his slender, fair fingers creating beautiful, swirling patterns.

"System, do you have any information about Evan?"

"At least give me some hints, otherwise, how am I supposed to find him in such a big school?"

[Host, have you ever heard of school forums?]

"No."

[The host can search for information about the protagonist's whereabouts on your school forum.] As the protagonist, and a privileged young man with a good family background and good looks, he and his companions attract a lot of attention from the students at the school.

This was the first time Zhao Zhao had ever heard of such a thing, so she immediately grabbed her phone and started searching for the school forum.

Upon opening the page, the first post that catches the eye is a photo of Song Zhixu wearing a white suit and giving a speech on stage.

The young man was gentle and refined, and he was not at all shy when he held the microphone and faced the public. He had a straight posture and a perfectly appropriate smile on his face.

Zhao Zhao subconsciously clicked on tens of thousands of comments, quickly scrolled through them, and without exception, they were all praising him.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhao saw a comment.

[Reminiscing in the Evening Breeze: Ahhhhh, Chairman Song is as handsome as ever! Ahhhhh, Chairman Song, I love you!]

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