Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

After dropping Shen Qingyi off at the girls' dormitory, Lu Xing paused for a moment.

The streetlights shone down overhead, and many people were going in and out of the dormitory entrance.

Shen Qingyi stood in front of the building, and when she turned to look at him, there was a hint of a smile in her eyes.

He stood there, watching Shen Qingyi enter the dormitory building.

Only after the figure disappeared behind the door did he slowly turn his gaze away.

Lu Xing's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt as if something had hit him in the heart.

I have a girlfriend just like that?

I never imagined in my life that I would find a school beauty as my girlfriend.

But...

Even if she doesn't have a stunning appearance, as long as her personality remains the same, I will most likely still fall in love with her.

Just then, Lu Xing's trousers vibrated...

He took out his phone and saw that Shen Qingyi had sent him a message:

Shen Qingyi: [What are you standing there for? Go back and rest.]

Lu Xing replied with a shocked emoji of an elderly man, then looked up and glanced at it—

Sure enough, Shen Qingyi was spotted on a balcony of the dormitory building.

She waved at Lu Xing and made a few sounds with her mouth, probably telling him to "go back quickly".

Lu Xing smiled, waved, and walked towards his dormitory building.

He strolled back along the main road of the dormitory area, his steps leisurely.

The boys' dormitory hallway was brightly lit, and the occasional sounds of people playing video games and slippers scraping the floor could be heard.

The familiar noise brought Lu Xing back to his senses.

He went upstairs and arrived at the door of 317.

Before the door was even opened, Lin Yuanzhou's voice could be faintly heard from inside.

His voice was low, as if he was talking to Zhao Lin.

Lu Xing stood outside the door for a moment before raising his hand to push it open.

As soon as the door opened, the two people in the dormitory looked over at the same time.

Lin Yuanzhou sat at his desk, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Lin, as always, slumped in the chair, leaning against the backrest with his hands on the armrests.

Zhou Lian's place is empty; he probably hasn't returned yet.

Lu Xing glanced around the dormitory.

He took the guitar case off his shoulder and gently placed it beside him, without rushing to speak.

When Lin Yuanzhou saw him return, his eyes visibly brightened:

"You're back?"

He blinked and asked:

"How was it? Did tonight go smoothly?"

Lu Xing did not answer immediately.

He walked straight to the table, picked up his water glass, and took a sip.

The air in the dormitory suddenly became quiet.

The cool water flowed down my throat, calming the restlessness in my chest.

He put down the cup, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

There was no table-banging, and no questioning.

He didn't, as he had previously said, come back to teach Lin Yuanzhou a lesson.

Lu Xing simply raised his eyes, looked at Lin Yuanzhou, and asked calmly:

"Explain yourself?"

Lin Yuanzhou raised his hand and scratched the tip of his nose, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

"cough."

He coughed lightly.

"This matter..."

Lu Xing didn't speak, he just looked at him.

Lin Yuanzhou felt even more guilty under their gaze.

He sat up a little straighter, making his attitude clear from the start:

"First of all, I have to apologize to you."

Lu Xing's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Lin Yuanzhou clasped his hands together, his tone sincere:

"Feel sorry!"

Lu Xing stared at him.

Zhao Lin, half-dead beside him, barely lifted his eyelids.

He seemed to want to laugh, but he no longer had the strength to laugh.

"It's about... the student council inspection."

Lu Xing's fingers, which were resting on the table, paused slightly.

Lin Yuanzhou said in a low voice:

"It's actually fake."

The dormitory was quiet for a moment.

Lu Xing looked up at him, a knowing look appearing in his eyes.

"Fake?"

"Um."

Lin Yuanzhou lowered his voice even further.

"The student council's impromptu inspection is a hoax."

Lu Xing helplessly propped his chin up.

If you think about it carefully, you'll understand that this is actually unreasonable.

It's normal for the student council to close off a location in advance for event preparations, such as putting up notices, signs, and stringing up lines.

However, since it was a preparatory event, the area was only closed off to prevent students from accidentally entering.

If there were really any arrangements inside, the school wouldn't have sent a group of students to patrol and inspect the place at night.

Even if safety issues really need to be checked, it should be done by staff such as teachers and security guards.

When she received the call, Lin Yuanzhou had given her too little time, and Shen Qingyi was right next to her.

He didn't have time to think it through; he could only leave with his men first.

Thinking about it again...

Lu Xing took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, and stared at Lin Yuanzhou for a few seconds.

The latter felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

"Don't look at me like that, it scares me."

Lu Xing raised his hand and rubbed his temples, but he wasn't really angry.

"I trusted you so much, and yet..."

"So what was your purpose in calling me to scare me into leaving?"

Lin Yuanzhou did not answer immediately; his expression became somewhat subtle.

Lu Xing then noticed that Zhao Lin seemed unusually quiet today.

Normally, if Lin Yuanzhou says even half a sentence, Zhao Lin will definitely respond with sarcastic remarks.

But today, Zhao Lin seemed to have been completely drained of energy, slumped in his chair, and didn't even have the strength to complain.

This is not normal.

Lu Xing turned his head to look at Zhao Lin.

"What's wrong with you now?"

Zhao Lin raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Lu Xing.

There was an indescribable weariness in his eyes.

He raised his hand and said slowly:

"head……"

"head?"

"Headgear, armor, gun, chest armor..."

For the first time, Lu Xing realized that the idea that video games are harmful to health was absolutely true.

Look, this kid's brain has developed problems, hasn't it?

Lin Yuanzhou stood up and stretched out his two hands.

He gestured to Zhao Lin as if introducing a special guest.

"Lu Xing, look!"

Zhao Lin slumped in the chair, motionless, his eyes vacant.

Lu Xing was speechless for a moment as he watched this scene.

"What are you showing me?"

Lin Yuanzhou maintained the gesture of showing his hands, his tone solemn:

"One of our biggest contributors tonight."

"A major contributor?"

Lin Yuanzhou nodded, his smile gradually becoming impossible to suppress.

"That's right."

He stopped there and didn't keep the audience in suspense any longer.

Instead, he picked something up from the table behind him.

Lu Xing's gaze followed.

The next second, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It was a single-lens reflex camera.

The body is dark and heavy, and the grip is thick.

Especially the long shot at the beginning, which at first glance looks like a small cannon barrel, exudes a heavy and precious aura.

Although Lu Xing wasn't a photography enthusiast, he wasn't blind either; this thing didn't look cheap.

But what does it mean that he took out a camera?

Lin Yuanzhou held the camera in his hand as if it were a precious treasure, and proudly raised his chin.

Lu Xing's heart suddenly stirred.

He looked at Lin Yuanzhou, then at the camera, and a thought quickly surfaced in his mind.

"You wouldn't...?"

Lin Yuanzhou smiled:

"That's right."

He spoke as he turned on the camera.

The screen lights up.

Lin Yuanzhou lowered his head and operated the buttons, his tone clearly showing his desire for credit:

"That's exactly what you think!"

Lu Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he almost instinctively moved closer.

Zhao Lin also shifted his body with difficulty in the chair.

Although he was exhausted, he still wanted to see Lu Xing's reaction.

The camera screen is not large.

Lin Yuanzhou pressed a few buttons and opened the photo album.

The moment the photo popped up, Lu Xing froze on the spot.

On the screen, there was a picture of him leading Shen Qingyi forward.

Under the cover of night, the lights along the path were stretched into a soft patch of light.

The boy, carrying a black guitar case, ran ahead, leaning slightly forward, holding the girl behind him tightly in his hand.

He looked somewhat nervous, with his brows slightly furrowed.

The girl behind him, her hair blowing in the wind, showed no sign of panic.

She was smiling.

Bright, light, and filled with an undisguised joy.

Shen Qingyi's gaze was not on the road, much less on the camera.

Her eyes were fixed on the boy in front of her.

Looking at the photo, Lu Xing even slowed his breathing.

So that's how Shen Qingyi viewed him back then.

Lin Yuanzhou observed his expression from the side, and seeing that he remained silent for a long time, he became even more smug.

"How is it?"

Lu Xing did not answer; his gaze remained fixed on the screen.

The composition of the photo is excellent.

The lines of the path extend from one side of the picture into the distance.

The glow of the streetlights perfectly outlined the silhouettes of the two people.

The guitar bag on Lu Xing's back became a prominent visual point, adding a sense of youthfulness and boundless energy to the whole scene.

The most brilliant part was the timing of the shot, which captured the exact moment when the two were running and their arms were spread apart.

One seemed to be leading her away from something, while the other seemed to be willingly following him to a distant place.

The dynamism, the light and shadow, and the emotions were all perfectly placed.

Even without understanding photography, Lu Xing could tell how amazing this photo was.

Lin Yuanzhou leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying:

"I'm telling you, this is no exaggeration, the angle and timing were perfect."

Zhao Lin weakly added:

"Isn't that awesome?"

Lu Xing turned and glanced at Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin leaned back in his chair and said weakly:

"This is the best photo of the night."

Lin Yuanzhou immediately raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean by 'best of the night'? This one could easily win a prize in a competition!"

No one objected, because he was telling the truth.

This photo, in terms of lighting, composition, and the capture of the subject's emotions, doesn't look like something an ordinary person would casually take.

Is the so-called "student council inspection of the venue" just to make them run away from there?

Lu Xing remained silent for a moment before asking:

"So you've been filming the whole time?"

Lin Yuanzhou immediately explained:

"I didn't film continuously! I didn't peep! I must state this first."

His expression was very serious:

"We are still very sensible."

Lu Xing looked at him.

Lin Yuanzhou paused for a moment, taken aback by the stare, and then added:

"The main purpose was just to film this running segment."

Zhao Lin slowly raised his hand beside him.

"I can testify~"

Lu Xing then looked at Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin's eyes were sincere, but he remained slumped over.

"We just waited for you outside; we didn't go in."

Lin Yuanzhou handed the camera to Lu Xing:

"Take another look at the details."

When Lu Xing took the camera, he was much more careful with his movements.

He can simply pay for the camera he broke by working, but the photos are gone forever.

He looked down at the screen, while Lin Yuanzhou gave instructions from the side.

"Press this to zoom in."

"it is good."

Lu Xing pressed a button, and the screen zoomed in.

Shen Qingyi's face instantly appeared on the screen.

Her hair was ruffled by the wind as she ran, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

The light from the streetlights fell into her eyes, like a layer of tiny, scattered stars.

She was smiling happily.

Lu Xing stared at it for two seconds, then felt as if something was blocking his chest.

He had seen Shen Qingyi smile before.

But the smile captured from an observer's perspective is not quite the same as the smile felt when standing in front of her.

Lu Xing then realized just how obvious Shen Qingyi's affection was.

He took a deep breath and handed the camera back to Lin Yuanzhou.

"So you called me and lied just to film this?"

Lin Yuanzhou took the camera and chuckled.

"Not entirely."

He placed the camera on the table, his tone becoming more serious:

"I'm thinking of confessing my feelings. You can handle the process yourself; no one else should interfere."

"But tonight is so important, we have to save something, right?"

Lin Yuanzhou continued:

"The two of you running out hand in hand, isn't that a much better scene than any staged photo?"

He pointed to the camera.

"That's called realism, and besides..."

Lin Yuanzhou scratched his ear, turned his head awkwardly, and said:

"Although to us outsiders, it seems like your relationship is almost a done deal."

"But what if...right?"

"Zhao Lin and I can also take you off-campus for a walk to relax."

He turned to look at Lu Xing, gently patted the camera, and his smile returned:

"But you successfully confessed your feelings and the photos were taken, so this is a perfect ending."

Lu Xing listened in a daze, and after a few seconds, he shook his head and chuckled.

"You did such a great job, were you trying to see me cry?"

Zhao Lin gently raised his hand and said wearily:

"No, it's to make sure you get your food!"

He lowered his hands, rested his head on the back of the chair, as if exhaling his soul:

"Food~"

Lin Yuanzhou smiled, pointed at Zhao Lin, and explained to Lu Xing:

"Didn't expect that, did you?"

"He took the photos tonight, and the camera is actually his too."

Lu Xing pursed his lips.

Having lived two lifetimes, I have never experienced such friendship.

Although it felt strange to be kept in the dark, the result was ultimately perfect.

"It's just food, isn't it?"

Lu Xing said with a smile:

"We'll pick a time then, you can choose the restaurant, and order whatever you like."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin immediately stood up and threw a punch.

"Yay!!!"

But less than two seconds later, he slumped back into his chair.