Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Qi Yang followed along, dawdling.

She noticed the subtle glances coming from all around her, and unconsciously slowed her pace, putting some distance between herself and Chen Zuo.

The boy had a slender back, and the loose school uniform fit him surprisingly well, billowing slightly in the night breeze. His short hair made him look very neat.

After taking a few steps, Chen Zuo couldn't hold back any longer and turned back, "Am I embarrassing you?"

Qi Yang looked around, "No..."

She looked up and whispered, "Why don't you go in first?"

The girl's eyes sparkled like shattered stars, her thoughts crystal clear. Chen Zuo's eyebrows twitched slightly, he smiled, and then refused, "No."

"..."

The two of them were being watched, either openly or subtly, making Qi Yang feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Chen Zuo was indeed born with a handsome appearance. Most people at Suzhou High School knew him. Anyone standing within a meter of him would be extremely eye-catching. Not only students, but even the dean of students kept a close eye on him.

Chen Zuohao leisurely observed the girl's conflicted expression for a while, then suddenly smiled, his clear features relaxing and appearing softer in the night.

"Okay." Chen Zuo decided to let her go this time.

"Um?"

"Okay," he said lazily, pulling up the zipper of his school uniform jacket. "You take your time, I'll go first, okay?"

Qi Yang pursed her lips.

Why is this person so annoying?

Chen Zuo turned to leave, but Qi Yang called him back. When he stopped and looked over, she raised her finger and reminded him, "My milk tea."

"..." Chen Zuo held it up, "Here you go, I'm returning it to you."

"I can't possibly steal it from you," Chen Zuo thought silently to himself, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence aloud.

Qi Yang poured out his two cups and deliberately waited at the school gate for a while before slowly entering the school.

The preparatory bell for evening self-study had just rung once, and the number of people in the corridor gradually decreased. The boy's tall figure was slightly blurred in sight.

When she reached the classroom door, she glanced over instinctively.

Chen Zuo had already taken his seat.

He sat casually, his head slightly turned, looking in my direction.

Qi Yang quickly returned to her seat, carrying the bag of milk tea. She patted Ji Tingyu on the shoulder, "Here's your milk tea. Don't sleep, class is about to start."

Ji Tingyu took the drink in a daze, felt her health points return after taking a sip, and said with great satisfaction, "Thank you, Yangyang, my darling. It's really delicious."

Qi Yang smiled, her smile revealing no guilt whatsoever.

This time, it really wasn't her who invited them.

Ji Tingyu probably never imagined that Chen Zuo paid for the milk tea, since they usually had no interaction.

And a few meters away.

"What do you mean? You sent me back first just so you could secretly drink milk tea yourself?" Lou Yu accused Chen Zuo in shock when she saw the purple plastic cup on his table. "Are you trying to eat it all by yourself?"

Chen Zuo was displeased and lifted his eyelids slightly. "Did the dinner I invited you to end up in the dog's belly?"

"Oh, oh—" Lou Yu regained his memory, his sorrow turning to joy, "Excuse me, please drink slowly, I'll shut up."

Chen Zuo was too lazy to bother with it.

He turned to look at the girl. She had already inserted a straw and was enjoying drinking and writing her homework. From his angle, he could only see her fair profile, with beautiful and clean lines. Her long hair was tied up, clearly revealing the tips of her small ears.

Chen Zuo, for some reason, followed her example and put the milk tea in the cup, took a sip, and his expression changed slightly.

It's incredibly sweet.

This stuff is way too sweet...

He put the things aside and didn't touch them again.

Xia Nian's eyes flickered slightly. She glanced at the milk tea on Chen Zuo's table, then looked ahead to where Qi Yang was.

The same milk tea was placed on the table.

Although buying the same things wasn't unusual in the class, Xia Nian could clearly notice the two of them returning to the classroom one after the other, and Chen Zuo's gaze always inadvertently falling on Qi Yang. She saw it clearly, and a feeling of loss gradually enveloped her heart.

Xia Nian lowered her head, and the words on the paper seemed to float and become slightly blurred.

Fortunately, her glasses concealed her embarrassment, allowing her to hide her feelings of shame and avoid losing face in front of the boy she secretly liked.

*

Suzhou High School is known for its strict management, rigorous academics, and clear promotion system, but it is also very dedicated to students' physical education.

In high school physical education classes, boys and girls are always kept separate and do their own thing. If any pair of opposite sexes acts too intimately, they will be the subject of teasing.

The afternoon sun was quite strong, making people feel weak.

But everyone's enthusiasm for physical education classes remains undiminished.

Chen Zuo's forehead was damp with sweat, and he casually wiped it with his thin wrist, his gaze unconsciously drifting elsewhere.

A group of girls formed a semi-circle, with two people standing opposite each other, and the long rope was being swung around with a loud cracking sound.

Laughter drifted over intermittently, but it was too far away to hear clearly. Chen Zuo looked away, unscrewed his water bottle, took a sip, and then followed the sound with his eyes.

Even though the laughter was mixed in with the crowd and indistinguishable, he found that slender figure effortlessly.

"I'm tired, let's take a break." Lou Yu squeezed into the chair where Chen Zuo was sitting, panting.

Someone joked, "Lou Yu, you're already off? Your stamina's not up to par."

"Go to hell," Lou Yu cursed. "Anyway, I'm better than you."

The two started laughing and arguing, their noise drowning out each other's ears. Chen Zuo got up and walked forward. Lou Yu asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

no respond.

Chen Zuo left the basketball court and saw it clearly.

The girls in the class lined up to jump rope, with two people swinging the rope and the others rushing in one by one.

He spotted Qi Yang in the crowd at a glance.

She was pushed to the middle and took off her school uniform jacket, revealing a white short-sleeved shirt with a slightly large neckline that exposed her delicate skin. Due to exercise, the stray hairs on her cheeks were slightly messy. When the wind blew, Qi Yang would raise her hand to tuck the stray hairs behind her back, and her profile was bathed in a thin, gentle light from the sunlight.

One of the girls finished jumping and ran away, then ran back to Qi Yang's side and playfully pushed her forward.

Chen Zuo remembered that face; it belonged to Qi Yang's deskmate.

Qi Yang herself was also laughing, her eyes curving into two crescent moons. She was pushed forward by Ji Tingyu, but she was a little scared and turned to hide, but the other party grabbed her.

Chen Zuo was unaware of how strange he was acting at that moment.

In the vast arena, he stood alone, his gaze shifting from one place to another, seemingly following someone's movements, yet unwilling to look away for even a second.

He couldn't explain how he felt at the time.

I felt as if something had suddenly bumped my heart, not too hard, as if something had exploded inside my chest, filling it up to the point of overflowing.

But he knew that thing was called liking.