Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 208 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (35)

He Qinglin didn't come to school... I don't know if it's because of what happened yesterday.

Zhao Zhao never liked to keep things bottled up inside. She preferred to speak her mind on the spot. Knowing that He Qinglin was also a taciturn person, Zhao Zhao called him directly.

Surprisingly, the phone was answered after only two rings. Zhao Zhao said she had never received a call so quickly before, her fingers slightly gripping her clothes. "He Qinglin, you didn't go to school today?"

Since he wouldn't speak up, Zhao Zhao had to take the initiative, after all, he was in the wrong first.

"Hmm." The voice remained indifferent and cold. In the quiet surroundings, the clinking of glass could be heard. Zhao Zhao continued with a smile, "What are you doing?"

"Did not do anything?"

Zhao Zhao: ...You deadbeat!

"Then I'll come to your house to play!"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then He Qinglin's somewhat hoarse voice came through, "Why are you looking for me instead of going to class?"

Zhao Zhao said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Of course I'm here to apologize to you."

After he finished speaking, there was another silence. Zhao Zhao was so angry that she laughed. He would take forever to say something. She thought that if he continued to be silent, she would go to He Qinglin's house and smash his head.

Fortunately, before Zhao Zhao's patience ran out, the other party's voice finally rang out, "Never mind, it's alright."

"You don't need to come over."

I thought about it all night. It was just a harmless little joke, so he can only blame himself for misunderstanding it...

"You really don't need me to come and comfort you?"

The boy's soft laughter on the phone made He Qinglin's ears turn red again. "No need."

It seems like from the very first day I met him, he always managed to leave me feeling helpless.

"Okay then, you won't be asking for leave again tomorrow, right?" Zhao Zhao thought that he had angered He Qinglin, causing him to skip class, so he asked again to be more attentive.

In fact, He Qinglin was deep in thought as he looked at the series of experimental subjects his father had listed for him in the experiment manual.

If he stays up late tonight, he thinks he can finish them, so he replied, "I'll come tomorrow."

As the He family, one of the top scientific research families in the country, his father and mother were both top researchers. They were very strict with his education. In addition to completing his studies, he also had to complete the scientific experiments assigned by his parents in his spare time.

However, this amount of time is enough for the experiment my father assigned yesterday.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. I stayed up until 5 a.m. before finally being able to report back to my father. After sending him the experimental results, I set an alarm before going to sleep.

At nine o'clock in the morning, He Qinglin opened his eyes wearily and looked at the strong sunlight shining through the curtains. He had a bad feeling, picked up his phone and checked the time: nine thirty-five.

I'm late.

I checked the chat messages again, but there were no new messages.

After washing up at a leisurely pace, the driver took him to school. On the way, he rarely saw other students from the Elinar Boys' School. This was the first time he had been late, but like Zhao Zhao at the beginning, he was not worried about any punishment.

The luxury car pulled up to the school gate, and the driver kindly opened the door for him. He Qinglin's expression was indifferent, but when he got out of the car, he didn't expect to see a familiar face.

"Yu Zhaoyi".

Zhao Zhao was happily being surrounded by student council members who were writing down her name when she heard a voice behind her. She turned around in surprise, "He Qinglin?!"

"You're late too?" His eyes widened, he really hadn't expected that this top student would be so late.

He Qinglin frowned and stepped forward, his gaze falling on the student council register which read, "Yu Zhaoyi was more than 30 minutes late, deduct two points." He then looked up, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of student council members.

He parted his thin lips slightly and uttered two words softly, "Slashed."