Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

Chapter 72: Chapter 70: Female Counselor

“Bang—!” The door was kicked open by Qingning, her usually cool and frosty face now wearing waves of murderous intent.

Lin Lu, who was in the middle of applying body lotion before bed, was first stunned, then the voice actress with a charming voice said, “You’re so mean, launching a night raid so early?”

She had already sensed the seriousness of the situation from Qingning’s expression.

Although she didn’t know what was going on, she decided to crack a joke first.

— “It’s all about experience.”

So she stood up, chest out, and with swirling eyes, teased, “Attack me, anywhere you like, come on, come on.”

“I’ll attack your head!” Qingning marched over on her long white legs and stood on the bed, looking down at her coldly.

Lin Lu saw that Qingning really seemed to be burning with rage, but with her rich experience in angering Ningning, she also didn’t ask about the specifics, instead, she just collapsed onto the bed.

She lay spread-eagled on the bed, then closed her eyes and said, “Although I don’t know what happened, let me apologize first. Go ahead and kill or slice me, I’ll try not to scream too loud, so as not to disturb the neighbors downstairs.”

“You drama queen!” Standing on the bed, Qingning couldn’t help but lightly kick her before sitting down with a plop.

“Ah~~~” Lin Lu let out a pained scream that was neither painful nor emotional, all technique and no feeling.

With her eyes tightly shut, she first peeked at Ningning with one eye, observing her covertly.

“What’s wrong, Ningning?”

Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ɴ0νǤο.сο

“Who made you angry? I’ll curse her to death!” she said viciously.

“It’s all because of you!” Qingning glared at her with her frosty eyes.

“Ah? Me? I’m cursing, I’m cursing already! I’m already doing it in my mind!” Lin Lu immediately responded.

The cool girl was genuinely a little helpless with her; she just had to frown and say, “Do you know that Lin Shan just sent me a WeChat message, telling me to check out the Tieba forum, saying it’s a total mess out there.”

Lin Shan was a classmate of theirs.

“What’s this mess? Any juicy gossip?” Lin Lu was invigorated.

“Yeah, the gossip about me and Cheng Zhu! Do you want it?” Qingning’s tone became even colder.

“Ah?” Lin Lu was taken aback: “Can… can I have it?”

“I really can’t deal with this, it’s all your fault, suddenly I’ve got an imaginary boyfriend, and lots of people on Tieba are saying I’m into a younger guy!” Qingning forcefully freed her arm from where it had sunk in.

“They’re talking nonsense! How could Cheng Zhu possibly be your boyfriend!” Lin Lu’s voice suddenly rose a few notches.

“Yeah! Ridiculous!” Qingning shared the sentiment, but suddenly she felt something off in Lin Lu’s expression and tone.

Her eyes fixed on Lin Lu, her tone unfriendly, “You’d better be angry about someone spreading rumors about me.”

“Ah? Of course, what else would I be angry about?” Lin Lu immediately replied.

“Hmph, you’d better be!”

And so, the two women sat on the bed, opened the Tieba posts, scanning and criticizing as they went.

“Should we post a reply to explain?” Lin Lu asked.

“Forget it, it’ll only get worse the more we talk, and besides, we’ve never posted anything on Tieba. If you say you’re Lin Lu, they’ll probably ask you to prove you’re Lin Lu!” Qingning retorted with a huff.

“These kinds of rumors won’t last long, after all, Cheng Zhu and I are clear as day, and soon people will realize we’re just friends.” With her character, she truly didn’t bother with explanations, she was just annoyed and felt Lin Lu was always stirring up trouble.

Looking at her, Lin Lu finally said, “Well… okay then.”

She still really wanted to clarify things.

“In school, then, are you going to keep your distance from Cheng Zhu?” she asked.

“How it was before is how it will continue to be. Why should I change myself because of some baseless gossip?” Qingning frowned.

“True that.”

The two chatted for a while longer on the bed before Qingning finally left Lin Lu’s room.

After she left, Lin Lu stayed sitting on the bed, continuing to read the posts, and for some reason, the more she read, the angrier and more displeased she became.

“Talking nonsense! Everyone’s talking nonsense!”

“And the thread is still so hot, there are actually people saying they’re so sweet together!”

“No, but what’s so sweet about this?”

Just then, she noticed the little pig plushie on the nightstand, the one with “Cheng Zhu” written on it.

The pig plushie’s face still bore its trademark sly smile.

Lin Lu looked at it, and her rage burned for no reason.

She stood up, picked it up, and threw two punches at it!

After hitting it, she didn’t know why she did it.

The real instigator was herself, but she wasn’t pleased with the outcome.

This confusing feeling bred even more irritation in her heart.

So, she hit the little pig plushie with another two punches!

…

…

The next day, the residents of dorm room 309 woke up to the sound of their alarms.

Last night, Cheng Zhu slept quite early, while the other three suffered from insomnia.

On one hand, they were envious, jealous, and resentful towards Cheng Zhu, and on the other, the new student orientation day was tomorrow, and these three excited dogs were filled with anticipation, so much so that they couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night.

The residents of dorm room 309 belonged to the Information College, class 2 of computer science.

In the past, the male-to-female ratio peaked at… seven to three.

Although there were not many girls, what if there were attractive ones?

Moreover, they liked to read novels in their spare time, and many novels mentioned that there are beautiful female instructors in college!

On some video sites with risk warnings, one could occasionally come across series featuring instructors.

“We study during the day, we cultivate people at night.”

They really didn’t dare to think about that, just hoping there would be more attractive classmates in their class.

Cheng Zhu just hoped the instructor would be easy-going; some college instructors could be really annoying.

When the alarm on Cheng Zhu’s phone went off, he planned to sleep in a bit longer, but the commotion from the other three made it impossible.

They all wanted to groom themselves well, and after a while, the sound of three hair dryers buzzed through the air.

Yes, many boys wash their hair in the morning, especially those with softer hair that gets all misshapen after a night’s sleep.

Reluctantly, Cheng Zhu yawned and got out of bed.

Dong Dong, who was downstairs drying his hair, looked up at the half-naked Cheng Zhu and couldn’t resist saying, “Fuck, Cheng, you still have abs?”

Cheng Zhu touched his obvious midsection and said, “Not exactly, I haven’t systematically worked out, and they’re not that well-defined.”

“How much more defined do they need to be? Are you offering to be a washboard for the girls?” Dong Dong, speechless, couldn’t resist feeling his own.

He watched Cheng Zhu change into a short-sleeved shirt before saying, “With that kind of look, I don’t even want to play basketball with you anymore. When you lift your shirt to wipe off sweat, won’t you just kill the girls?”

“Forget it, I’m not the type to show off my abs.” While Cheng Zhu grabbed his toothbrush and paste, he continued, “I won’t tell you that I’m 183 cm tall and have eight-pack abs, and also have a nine-piece figure.”

Dong Dong looked at him, feeling Cheng Zhu indeed had a good build, broad shoulders, and long legs, just like a clothing store mannequin, a natural clothes rack.

Not like himself, who was also 180 cm tall but born with a smaller frame and narrow shoulders and who couldn’t achieve that effect no matter how much he bulked up.

He always felt that if it weren’t for Cheng Zhu in class 2 of computer science, his college years might have been a lot happier.

Sometime later, under Cheng Zhu’s urging, the group of four from dorm room 309 finally left, heading first to the cafeteria for breakfast.

After eating, they walked through the morning campus, white long legs and perky backsides visible beneath the dazzling sunlight.

This Technology University in Hang City, while not quite up to par with neighboring Communication University, indeed had quality girls.

There was a legend circulating in University City, mentioning that luxury cars crowded Communication University’s back door in the middle of the night, though no one knew if it was true or not.

As they entered the Information College area, the amount of long legs and curvy backsides visibly decreased.

“Brother Zhu, do you think we’ll have any beauties in our class?” Liu Feng asked.

“I’m not sure, maybe?” Cheng Zhu replied indifferently.

The three felt that was about right; he really had the luxury not to care.

Cheng Zhu’s previous major wasn’t Computer Science, and the gender ratio there wasn’t great either, meaning people often went off-campus to find romance.

Specifically, if they broke up with a classmate, it could be a little awkward, and there was a higher chance of getting back together, resulting in never-ending cycles of breakups and reconciliations.

Of course, college romances, no matter who with, usually didn’t end well.

The so-called ‘from school uniforms to wedding dresses’ was a rarity among rarities.

Better to believe I am Emperor Qin Shi Huang than that.

As they neared the classroom, Liu Feng couldn’t help lamenting, “Sigh, even if there are pretty girls, it doesn’t concern me. Not like Brother Zhu who’s naturally good-looking. Nor am I bold like Dong, who can just ask girls for their WeChat on the street.”

Dong immediately felt slighted, saying, “I’m not just bold, I’m handsome too, okay?”

“I didn’t say you were thick-skinned; that was a high-EQ comment already. But Chuaner, I must criticize you, it’s not just that I’m handsome,” Cheng Zhu retorted.

Zheng Qingfeng stayed silent on the side; he had no sense of involvement in the conversation since he didn’t lack courage like Liu Feng; he was just aloof.

Among the dormmates, Cheng Zhu was most optimistic about Liu Feng because he was easy to get along with, calling him ‘Brother Zhu’ after just getting acquainted.

Not like Dong Dong, who called him ‘Brother Zhu’ when he needed something, and ‘Cheng’ otherwise.

As for Zheng Qingfeng, needless to say, he rarely used honorifics when talking, as if it would incur charges, saying a few extra words as if he would get fined.

Even celebrities aren’t as good at maintaining their public persona.

Thus, Cheng Zhu patted Liu Feng on the shoulder with heavy significance, trying to bolster his confidence, saying:

“Actually if you take a liking to an outstanding girl, don’t be afraid. Let me tell you, although you’re really very ordinary, having the chance to meet such a good person means it’s destined to be a trial for her!”

Liu Feng’s small, single-lidded eyes widened with the advice.

It was wonderfully odd, feeling both insulted and inspired at the same time.

Dong Dong laughed out loud, and Zheng Qingfeng tried hard to hold back.

Before entering the classroom, the trio put on brave faces, immediately returning to their composure.

There were already quite a few people in the classroom; while they had been eager to check out the girls on the way in, they walked in with straight backs and averted eyes, as if not even daring to look around would suggest frivolity.

Cheng Zhu, however, began to pick his spot as soon as he entered. But the back rows were nearly full and couldn’t accommodate the four of them.

With the good seats taken, he had no choice but to settle into a seat by the window in the second row.

As more and more classmates entered, the number of pretty computer science girls was indeed low, but they still watched with enthusiasm.

Just then, a woman walked in from the outside, and Cheng Zhu sensed immediately that the three hounds beside him were wagging their invisible tails.

He looked up and saw a woman with big, brown wavy hair.

Her makeup was impeccable, her attire mature, and she was even wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Heading straight in, she surprised everyone by picking up the chalk and writing her name on the blackboard.

Well, turns out she wasn’t just dressed maturely, she was genuinely mature.

She was the instructor for class 2 of Computer Science.

…

(ps: The fan group is now open; a link is available in the introduction for one-click joining.)