Why is the system taking my request to photograph a cosplayer seriously?

Chapter 254 The Kitten's Teaching and Punishment

After the New Year's Day holiday, the temperature in Changsha dropped significantly again.

Zhao Yanxi, wrapped in a thick down jacket, walked out of the examination room looking wilted and listless.

After returning from New Zealand, she fell into a state of confusion, completely unable to concentrate on her studies, and began looking forward to winter break.

State of mind is directly reflected in performance —

The exam week at Central South University wasn't particularly packed, but Zhao Yanxi was completely stumped by the end of this morning's professional course.

Multiple-choice questions can be guessed by using the process of elimination, but short-answer questions are completely incomprehensible, and essay questions are even more difficult to understand.

She tucked her student ID into her pocket and took a deep breath.

"Yan hope!"

Huang Meng's voice came from behind.

Zhao Yanxi turned her head, and Huang Meng jogged after her.

The other person looked relaxed, so they must have done well on the exam.

"How did your exam go?"

"Don't even mention it."

Zhao Yanxi said dejectedly, "I'll be so grateful if I can even pass."

Huang Meng took Zhao Yanxi's arm and comforted her with a smile: "It's okay. The teacher said that the participation grade accounts for 40%. You've handed in all your homework, so you shouldn't fail."

"Who knows?"

Zhao Yanxi sighed, and the two walked along the road in front of the teaching building toward the dormitory.

The plane trees lining both sides of the road have lost all their leaves, and occasionally a few birds perch on them before fluttering their wings and flying away.

"It seems you've taken quite a few days off this semester."

Huang Meng turned to look at Zhao Yanxi: "The counselor secretly asked me about it, worried that something might have happened to your family."

"It's nothing, it's just that I went out to play for a few more days."

Zhao Yanxi gave a vague response, unwilling to elaborate.

Since moving in with Ding Heng, she's only focused on enjoying life, frequently taking days off for two or three days, or even a week, which has earned her a lot of nagging from her family.

Huang Meng wisely refrained from pressing the matter and instead started talking about what they would eat at the cafeteria later, while also complaining that she hadn't finished reviewing for the next subject.

The two chatted idly for a while, and when they reached the girls' dormitory, they ran into Zhang Xiao and Li Aitong.

"Yan hope! How did the exam go?"

Zhang Xiao looked up and asked with a grin.

"generally."

Zhao Yanxi waved her hand, and the group went upstairs together.

Although Zhao Yanxi no longer lives in the dormitory, she still goes back to visit occasionally.

The air conditioner was on in the dormitory, and it felt hot as soon as I entered.

Zhao Yanxi took off her down jacket and threw it on the bed, then slumped into a chair.

Li Aitong sat down in front of her and asked, "Yan hope, you went abroad again for New Year's Day? I saw your location on WeChat Moments was New Zealand."

"Yes, I went with a friend."

Zhao Yanxi answered casually and picked up her phone to swipe.

Huang Meng rummaged through the cupboard, pulled out a bag of potato chips, opened it, and handed it over, asking curiously, "Your boyfriend went too, right?"

"Definitely."

Zhao Yanxi took the potato chip, took a bite, and chewed it with a crunching sound.

"Doesn't he need to review?"

"he?"

Zhao Yanxi thought about it. Ding Heng didn't seem to study much, but he never seemed to worry about exams. Who knows why.

"He's smart; he can pass without studying."

Zhang Xiao clicked her tongue twice, her tone envious: "That's great! A teacher, rich, and doting on you. Did you save the galaxy in your past life?"

Zhao Yanxi was a little embarrassed by the praise, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

"He's not as good as you say; he has a lot of faults."

"What's wrong?"

"for example----"

Zhao Yanxi began to think.

What's wrong with Ding Heng?

Possessive? Overly controlling? Always disciplining her?

But these words couldn't be spoken aloud, so Zhao Yanxi could only vaguely say, "Anyway, there are always flaws—no one is perfect."

Li Aitong turned around and looked at her, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Since she met Zhao Yanxi, she has at least maintained a superficially amicable relationship. They are not particularly close, but they have not fallen out either.

Every time she heard others praising Zhao Yanxi's boyfriend, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Her boyfriend, Wang Xu, was rejected by Zhao Yanxi, so he turned around and pursued her instead.

She thought she had struck gold, that he was good-looking, rich, and prestigious. But after getting to know him, she discovered that Wang Xu's circumstances were just so-so. His family had a little money, but it couldn't afford to squander it.

The LV bag I gave her was secondhand, and after she found out, the two of them argued several times.

Although we're still together, our feelings have long faded; it's just a matter of each getting what they need.

In contrast, Zhao Yanxi's boyfriend never stopped buying her gifts, taking her on overseas trips, and letting her stay in presidential suites whenever he wanted.

"Yan hope".

Li Aitong suddenly spoke up.

Zhao Yanxi turned her head: "Hmm?"

"Does your boyfriend have any brothers or anything? Introduce him to someone."

"what?"

Faced with Li Aitong's blunt thoughts, Zhao Yanxi was speechless.

He is an only child and has no brothers.

"What about your friend?"

"I have something to do, I'll be going now."

Zhao Yanxi was disgusted by Li Aitong and didn't want to talk to her at all. She picked up her down jacket and put it on.

"Bye-Bye."

Her three roommates watched her leave the dormitory, remaining silent for several seconds.

Huang Meng took a bite of a potato chip and sighed leisurely, "I really envy Yan hope. She lives like she's in an idol drama, always living in a mansion, driving luxury cars, and traveling abroad."

Zhang Xiao chimed in, "That's right! She's beautiful, her boyfriend is handsome, and she lives a comfortable life, unlike us..."

Li Aitong didn't say anything, but just lowered her head and continued looking in the mirror.

Zhao Yanxi walked along the road, silently replying to Wen Jing's messages.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Yan hope, have you finished your exams? Ding Heng said we should have lunch together.

[Lucky Zhao]: Just finished the exam, where should we eat?

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: A new Japanese restaurant just opened near Hubei University. Ding Heng said he'd take you to try it.

[Lucky Zhao]: Okay, I'll be right there.

When Zhao Yanxi arrived at the school gate, Ding Heng's black Mercedes was already parked on the side of the road.

She opened the passenger door and got in, a wave of warmth washing over her.

"How did the exam go?"

Ding Heng started the car and glanced at her.

"Stop talking, you're definitely going to fail."

Zhao Yanxi said dejectedly, "I was completely dumbfounded after trying out the curling test. I could guess a few of the multiple-choice questions, but I couldn't write a single word on the essay questions."

"Can't you write a single word?"

"It wasn't just a single word; I copied the question and then made up some random details."

Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're still laughing!"

Zhao Yanxi reached out to punch him, but Ding Heng turned his head to dodge and then grabbed her wrist.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing."

Ding Heng placed Zhao Yanxi's hand back on her lap and patted it gently: "If you fail, you can just retake the exam. It's not a big deal."

"You make it sound so easy."

Zhao Yanxi withdrew her hand and sullenly fastened her seatbelt: "What am I going to say when my mom asks? I can't exactly say I went out with my boyfriend and didn't study, can I?"

"So what do you plan to do?"

"How would I know—"

Zhao Yanxi sighed and looked out the window.

I don’t know if it’s because her mother left her with too much psychological trauma in the past, but even though she’s a sophomore in college, she still has academic anxiety.

The car drove out of the school gate and merged into the traffic.

Ding Heng gripped the steering wheel with one hand and reached out with the other to gently rub Zhao Yanxi's head.

"Don't worry, eat first. Wenjing will give you some extra help later; she's really good at exams, isn't she?"

"Wenjing? She's not in the same major as me."

"Then just read the book yourself."

"I can't concentrate on it —"

Zhao Yanxi pouted, her voice growing softer and softer.

Ding Heng had no choice but to shake his head and remain silent.

The car stopped in front of a Japanese restaurant near Hubei University.

The two pushed open the door and went in. Wenjing was already sitting in the private room, waiting.

Today, the little white rabbit is wearing a light pink sweatshirt, her hair is tied in a low ponytail, and she has no makeup on, looking very well-behaved.

"Yan hope, how did the exam go?"

That was also the first question she asked.

Zhao Yanxi rolled her eyes: "Can you guys stop asking this? It's annoying."

Wenjing stuck out her tongue and wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

The waiter handed over the menu, which Zhao Yanxi took and quickly ordered a bunch of things.

Sashimi platter, grilled eel, tempura, sukiyaki —

Although she was already flush with cash, Wenjing still felt a pang of heartache listening to this, muttering softly, "That's enough, that's enough, we can't finish it all."

"It's okay, I did so badly on the test, I need to work on my brain."

Zhao Yanxi spoke with righteous indignation.

Ding Heng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and didn't stop him.

While waiting for the food, Zhao Yanxi rested her chin on her hand, looked at Wenjing, and suddenly asked, "Little Jingjing, how did your exam go?"

"It's alright."

Wenjing smiled shyly: "I've studied quite thoroughly, I shouldn't fail."

"Is your accounting major particularly difficult?"

"It's alright, there are a lot of calculation problems and a lot to memorize."

Zhao Yanxi sighed, leaned back in her chair.

"We went to the same high school, and our grades were about the same. How come we've become so different in college?"

"Your question is unnecessary."

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated.

In terms of intelligence, Zhao Yanxi is slightly smarter than Wen Jing, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to get into Central South University.

However, without parental supervision, the self-control of a rabbit and a kitten is on completely different levels.

In regular squad matches, Zhao Yanxi was always the first to surrender, unable to withstand more than a few rounds of attacks.

"Yan hope————"

Wenjing, on the contrary, felt a little embarrassed and said seriously, "You just haven't spent enough time on it. If you studied seriously, you would definitely be better than me."

"Come on, I know my own limitations."

Zhao Yanxi waved her hand, not wanting to continue the conversation.

The dishes were served one after another. She picked up a piece of salmon and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "Anyway, it's finals already, there's no use worrying. Let's eat first, and talk about it later!"

Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her resigned attitude.

He picked up a piece of grilled eel and put it in her bowl, saying, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Zhao Yanxi grunted an "Mmm," then lowered her head to eat her rice, her cheeks puffed out.

Wenjing ate quietly beside him, occasionally putting a piece of food on Ding Heng's plate and pouring a glass of water for Zhao Yanxi, like a dutiful little nanny.

The three of them ate and chatted in a relaxed atmosphere.

Zhao Yanxi's mood gradually improved, and she then talked about her plans for the winter vacation.

What are your plans for winter break?

"I haven't decided yet."

Wenjing shook her head: "We should go back to Zhouzhou for a few days first and see our family."

"Where is Wen Shu?"

"She's a senior in high school, so she'll definitely have to take extra classes during winter break."

"She must have had a tough time."

"you do not say."

The two chatted idly, while Ding Heng ate quietly beside them, occasionally chiming in with a comment.

After finishing their meal, Ding Heng paid the bill, and the three of them left the Japanese restaurant.

The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, its rays warming my skin.

"I'm full!"

Zhao Yanxi stretched lazily: "What's next?"

Ding Heng said, "Back then, I went back to help you review properly!"

"what?"

Before Zhao Yanxi could react, Ding Heng had already shoved her into the passenger seat.

After arriving home, the two went into the bedroom. Ding Heng opened Zhao Yanxi's textbook and slammed it onto the table with swift and decisive movements.

"Let's begin."

Zhao Yanxi sat cross-legged on the chair, picked up the doll on the bed, and stared at the open textbook, but did not move for a long time.

"Chapter One, starting with the introduction."

Ding Heng flipped to the table of contents and tapped it with his finger: "You said you didn't look at this part at all, now go through it from the beginning."

"oh----"

Zhao Yanxi responded and slowly opened her textbook, her eyes fixed on the dense text, but her thoughts drifted elsewhere.

She secretly glanced up, her gaze passing over the top of the book and landing on Ding Heng's profile.

The man was looking down at her notes; he had high brow bones, a straight nose, and a sharp jawline.

Review?

Why are you giving me review material?

Is Ding Heng planning to play some new game again?

Ding Heng noticed Zhao Yanxi's gaze and looked up.

"What are you looking at? Reading a book."

"Watching—"

Zhao Yanxi lowered her head guiltily, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the pages of the book, unable to concentrate on a single word.

Ding Heng didn't urge her and continued flipping through her notes.

After a few minutes of quiet, Zhao Yanxi started to get restless again.

She began to adjust her posture, shifting her legs between sitting positions, her toes, encased in black stockings, gently twitching her slippers, her body gradually leaning towards Ding Heng.

Ding Heng didn't even look up, and coldly gave the order.

"Sit still!"

"They were sitting perfectly still—"

Zhao Yanxi pouted and obediently sat back down.

A few minutes later, she reached for the water glass, deliberately stretching her arm out and tilting her entire upper body to the side.

Ding Heng finally put down his notebook and turned to look at her.

"Zhao Yanxi".

Zhao Yanxi paused, met Ding Heng's gaze, and blinked innocently.

"Um?"

"Don't you want to study?"

"No----"

Zhao Yanxi withdrew her hand, her tone guilty: "I was just thirsty."

Ding Heng didn't speak, he just watched her quietly.

Zhao Yanxi felt uncomfortable under the stare, and finally lowered her head, muttering softly, "Okay, okay, I'll look good, alright? —"

She opened her textbook, staring intently at the pages, muttering to herself as if she were reading, but in reality, she wasn't thinking about anything.

Ding Heng sighed and reached out to close her textbook.

Zhao Yanxi raised her head.

"Since you don't want to study properly, let's try a different approach."

Ding Heng's tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Zhao Yanxi blinked, and before she could react, Ding Heng had already stood up and walked around behind her.

A hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Stand up."

Zhao Yanxi obediently stood up and turned to face him.

Ding Heng looked down at Zhao Yanxi from his high vantage point, his gaze slowly moving downwards.

"Turn around and lie down."

Zhao Yanxi's heart skipped a beat.

She realized what Ding Heng was going to do, but she didn't resist at all; instead, she was secretly looking forward to it.

She slowly turned around, placed her hands on the armrests of the chair, bent her waist downwards, and slightly raised her buttocks.

The hem of the hoodie slid up, revealing a section of her fair waist.

Ding Heng placed his palm on hers; his palm was warm, and his fingers were spread out, almost covering her entire lower back.

"Chapter One, Introduction. What's on the first line of the first page?"

Zhao Yanxi's mind went blank.

"I—I don't remember—"

"Smack."

A slap landed with a crisp sound.

Zhao Yanxi bit her lower lip and made a short, nasal sound.

"I'll ask again, what's on the first line of the first page?"

"Information technology — Information management —"

"Smack."

And then, it landed on the other side.

"wrong."

Zhao Yanxi's breathing became erratic, and her fingers gripped the armrests of the chair tightly.

"Information technology — Information management —"

"What?"

"The————the————"

She couldn't express it; her mind was filled with the sensation of Ding Heng's hand landing on her, burning her heart.

"Smack."

The third time.

"Chapter 1 Introduction, Page 1, Line 1: Information Management is an Important Component of Modern Enterprise Management."

Ding Heng spoke calmly, emphasizing each word.

"Did you remember?"

"I've got it—I've got it!"

Zhao Yanxi's voice trembled, and her knees began to buckle.

"Repeat it."

"Information technology — Information management is a crucial component of modern enterprise management."

She recited it haltingly, the last few words almost muffled in her mouth.

"Speak louder."

Information management is an important component of modern enterprise management!

Zhao Yanxi raised her voice, and her tone trembled at the end.

"it is good."

Ding Heng moved his hand away from her waist and patted her lower back.

"Get up and continue."

Zhao Yanxi slowly straightened up and turned to face him.

The blush on her face hadn't faded yet, her eyes were a little wet, and there was a faint mark on her lips from being bitten.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng sat back down in the chair and patted the seat next to him.

"sit."

Zhao Yanxi obediently sat down, much more well-behaved than before.

Legs together, hands on knees, back straight.

Ding Heng turned to the first page of the textbook and pointed his finger at her.

"back."

Zhao Yanxi took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound steady.

Information management is an important component of modern enterprise management.

She memorized it word by word, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

After reciting a section, she secretly looked up at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng nodded: "Continue."

Zhao Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the next page, and continued memorizing.

Wenjing had secretly come to the door at some point.

She saw Zhao Yanxi obediently reciting in the room, with Ding Heng nodding occasionally and pointing out the parts she missed, his tone serious yet patient.

It's like a real teacher giving a lesson to students.

But what just happened—

Wenjing blushed slightly and quickly left.

It's better not to go in, lest Ding Heng drag her to class later.

Time passed by, second by second.

After reciting the second chapter, Zhao Yanxi's throat was a little dry.

She reached for the water glass, this time very gently, without intentionally exposing anything inappropriate.

Ding Heng handed the water glass to her.

"Drink some water and rest for five minutes."

Zhao Yanxi took the water glass and sipped it slowly.

She looked up at Ding Heng, who was looking down at his textbook, underlining important points with a red pen.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in Zhao Yanxi's heart.

It's just that I want him to take care of me a little longer.

"What are you looking at?"

Ding Heng raised his head.

Zhao Yanxi guiltily looked away and mumbled softly, "N-nothing—"

"continue."

Ding Heng pushed the textbook in front of her.

Zhao Yanxi took a deep breath and turned to Chapter Three.

This time, she didn't get distracted or look around; she watched quietly and memorized diligently.

Because she knew that if she couldn't recite it, Ding Heng would really punish her.

And that kind of punishment—

Zhao Yanxi blushed again and quickly drew her attention back to her textbook.

Wenjing passed by the room once again.

Just then, I saw Zhao Yanxi pointing at the pages of the book with her finger, muttering to herself.

His serious profile was completely different from his usual carefree and playful demeanor.

She looked away, sighed, and smiled.

Sure enough, only Ding Heng could make Yan hope obey.

The sunlight outside the window moved slowly.

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and adopted a languid posture.

He would occasionally offer a suggestion, occasionally nod, but most of the time he would just listen quietly.

Although he didn't know much about Zhao Yanxi's major, thanks to the system's support, he could finish reading a book in less than ten minutes and give simple pointers.

After reciting the fourth chapter, Zhao Yanxi looked up, her eyes filled with a cautious anticipation.

"How is it?"

"good."

Ding Heng said calmly, "We'll continue tomorrow."

"Need it again tomorrow?"

Zhao Yanxi raised her voice by half an octave, then quickly lowered it again.

"Otherwise what? You think you can catch up on a semester's worth of lessons in just one day?"

"All right----"

Zhao Yanxi pouted and didn't argue further.

Ding Heng stood up, closed the textbook, and put it back in her hand.

"Take it back. Review chapters one through four again tonight. I'll be checking on you tomorrow."

"Random checks?"