Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 180 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (7)

He Qinglin was a low-key and aloof person, and rarely encountered such a speechless situation. He coldly raised his eyes and saw that the young man seemed to have suffered some grievance, staring at him with red eyes.

He Qinglin: ...

He disliked trouble immensely, and pointed casually to the empty seat beside him, saying, "No one's here."

Zhao Zhao persisted, "I want this position."

He Qinglin stared at him for a while, then suddenly stood up without warning. He was half a head taller than Zhao Zhao, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a straight posture. Just being stared at by him like that was very intimidating.

However, Zhao Zhao was not afraid of him. She puffed out her chest and was about to go up and fight him when she saw him lower his head slightly and slowly pack his things.

Zhao Zhao: ?

A classmate who was watching the commotion ahead scoffed, thinking he was about to see the usually laid-back He Qinglin make a move, but... what a disappointment.

Thus, the turmoil subsided with He Qinglin's compromise.

Zhao Zhao sat down in the seat she wanted, but she didn't seem particularly happy. The boy had moved to the empty seat next to her and become her deskmate.

After this incident, the news that a very good-looking and powerful troublemaker had joined Class 1 of Grade 11 gradually spread.

Zhao Zhao didn't have any textbooks yet, so, without much thought, he forgot about the past and went up to his deskmate. A cool fragrance wafted from him, and Zhao Zhao unconsciously sniffed it, then poked at his black school uniform. "Hey, deskmate, I don't have any textbooks."

His voice was clear and crisp, and his eyes, though untouched by the harshness of the world, remained bright and clear as he stared intently at He Qinglin's handsome profile.

He Qinglin didn't even look up. He reached into the table and pulled out a brand-new textbook for him. The boy's fingers were pale and his expression was indifferent. Zhao Zhao smiled and immediately took it, saying, "Thank you."

Upon opening the cover, the three bold characters "He Qinglin" come into view.

"That name sounds so familiar." Zhao Zhao froze. "So it's the main character. This opening is a bit awkward."

But what the hell.

The carefree Zhao Zhao listened attentively to the lesson while holding his brand-new math textbook.

Zhao Zhao listened attentively without turning her head, and casually patted the boy next to her, "Hey deskmate, can I borrow a pen?"

He Qinglin paused, then handed it to him expressionlessly.

"Give me another red pen."

He Qinglin clenched his fist slightly and then relaxed it, throwing the entire pencil case over.

A little while later, Zhao Zhao slammed her hand on the table and said, "Hey deskmate! Give me a few more sheets of draft paper."

Disturbed several times, He Qinglin's face darkened, and with a forceful pull, he tore a page from the expensive, out-of-print book.

Zhao Zhao turned around at the sound, smiled, and took the papers from his hand. "Thank you."

He was actually quite nice; when he didn't have any draft paper, he even tore up a book for him on the spot.

He Qinglin was truly convinced this time. His handsome face was as cold as ice. Ignoring the teacher who was still lecturing, he stepped out of the classroom as if no one was there.

When Zhao Zhao finished taking notes and looked up, there was no one beside her.

Damn, this kid skipped class.

As expected of the main character, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

So, as Zhao Zhao listened attentively to the lesson, the math class passed by. After class, she just took out her phone to play a game when a shadow suddenly loomed over her. Zhao Zhao scrambled to her head, thinking someone was going to cause trouble.

"Hello, new classmate, my name is Xue Yanbei." The first one standing at the front was a tall boy who greeted Zhao Zhao warmly with a smile.

A warm laugh cut off the words Zhao Zhao was about to utter. He paused slightly, then smirked and nodded coolly, "Mm."

Suddenly, another person popped out from behind Xue Yanbei, put his arm around Xue Yanbei's shoulder, and stared at Zhao Zhao's delicate face with a smile.

"And me, my name is Fang Sheng."

"I'm Jiang Jiawei." The student in front of him, who had been lying down preparing to sleep, turned around with a smile.

Zhao Zhao put down her phone and said, "I am Yu Zhaoyi."