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

The night before the official match.

Lu Xing's hair was still a little damp after he finished showering.

The lights were on in the dormitory.

Lin Yuanzhou was playing a game, occasionally muttering, "Don't see me off, don't see me off."

Zhao Lin, meanwhile, was curled up in his chair, scrolling through his phone and being lazy.

Lu Xing picked up a towel from the table and casually dried his hair.

He was about to sit down at his computer to go over the schedule for tomorrow's competition when his phone lit up.

It was a message from Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi: [Lu Xing...]

The girl added a crying emoji.

Shen Qingyi: [I just received a message from my senior that the voice-over work for the project has been rescheduled for tomorrow.]

Shen Qingyi: [I'm going off-campus to record with you, it's hard to turn down, so I probably won't be able to watch your competition.]

Lu Xing paused for a moment.

He didn't necessarily require the girl to be there.

After all, it's just a freshman challenge within the school, not some provincial or national competition.

To be honest, it's mostly about bonuses and seniority.

But when he saw the message, he still felt a sudden emptiness in his heart.

Lu Xing soon saw another voice message following below.

He glanced at the dormitory and silently walked to the balcony.

A night breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill.

The next second, the girl's soft voice came through the receiver.

"Lu Xing, keep it up, you're the best!"

Lu Xing held his phone and stood quietly on the balcony for two seconds.

He tilted his head back and took a deep breath.

After a moment, Lu Xing lowered his head and silently pressed the voice call button.

Finally, click "Add to Favorites".

Only after doing all this did he start replying to Shen Qingyi's messages.

Lu Xing: [It's alright, the project is important.]

Lu Xing: [I'll do my best in the competition!]

The other side quickly replied with a hamster nodding emoji.

Lu Xing looked at the hamster, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

……

The next day, Lu Xing woke up very early.

A sliver of morning light peeked through the gap in the curtains.

Lu Xing quietly got out of bed, washed up, and then turned on his computer to go through his planned process from beginning to end.

Just as he typed the last line of test commands, there was a sudden movement on the bed behind him.

Lin Yuanzhou, with his messy hair, peeked out from behind the bed curtains.

"Land journey".

Lu Xing turned to look at him:

"Woke up so early?"

Lin Yuanzhou rubbed his eyes, but his tone was very serious:

"Of course we have to go watch your match today and cheer you on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other bed curtain was slowly lifted.

Zhao Lin peeked out with half of his sleepy face.

"I'll go too."

Lu Xing looked at the two of them and couldn't help but laugh.

"Isn't this a bit too much?"

Lin Yuanzhou was immediately displeased upon hearing this.

"What did you say?"

"This is a crucial moment for you to compete for the school championship."

Zhao Lin yawned and added:

"And I want to be there to capture the moment the champion is crowned."

Lin Yuanzhou immediately made the decision.

"good!"

"I'll be in charge of clapping, Zhao Lin will be in charge of taking notes, and Zhou Lian will be in charge of..."

"Hmm, where is Zhou Lianren?"

Lu Xing glanced at the empty bed.

"He went out early this morning, saying he would try to come back as soon as he finished his part-time job."

Lin Yuanzhou sighed.

"It's heartbreaking to see the Minister of Justice struggling to make ends meet."

Zhao Lin leaned lazily against the bedside:

"Don't cry yet, remember to bring me breakfast later."

Lin Yuanzhou: "?"

Seeing the two bickering again, Lu Xing couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

It was noon by then.

The three of them ate a quick takeout meal and then went out together, heading towards the stadium.

The freshman competition was held in a large computer room in the school's information building.

Compared to the previous qualifying rounds, today's venue was noticeably more formal.

Each computer in the computer room is separated by a partition, so that when the contestants sit down, they cannot see each other's screens.

A viewing area was specially set up on the side of the computer room, with many chairs.

The judges' area is directly in front.

Several teachers had arrived one after another and were whispering among themselves.

As soon as Lu Xing entered the room, he felt many eyes on him.

The campus forums and video comment sections have been quite a stir these past two days.

Lu Xing's expression didn't change much.

Following the staff's instructions, he entered the server room to sign in, handed in his phone, and then drew lots.

The lottery box was placed next to the judges' area.

Just as Lu Xing reached out and pulled out the number, he heard a cold voice from beside him.

"Land journey".

When Cheng Yue looked at Lu Xing, his eyes were filled with undisguised hostility.

Lu Xing glanced down at his number.

Number twelve.

He didn't intend to pay any attention to Cheng Yue, and prepared to leave with the number in hand.

But just as the two were passing each other, Cheng Yue reached out and grabbed his arm.

Lu Xing paused in his steps.

Cheng Yue lowered his voice and said coldly:

"The judges are fair."

"The qualifying rounds might give you an opening, but the official tournament..."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife as he looked at Lu Xing's face.

"You'd better actually have some ability."

Lu Xing glanced at the hand gripping his arm.

what……

I really want to punch him.

The next second, he shook off Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue's face darkened.

Lu Xing glanced at him, his voice devoid of warmth.

"Stop barking here."

After saying that, he took the number and walked towards his own station, not even bothering to give Cheng Yue another second glance.

Cheng Yue stood there, his face instantly turning extremely ugly.

This happened very quickly, but many students who came to watch the game still noticed it.

"Were those two just having a fight?"

"That must be Lu Xing, right?"

"Lu Xing? Is that the guy who threatened Shen Qingyi, as mentioned online?"

"Huh? He doesn't seem like that kind of person..."

"Who knows? The posts on Tieba are quite detailed and convincing."

Soon, someone looked down and found the relevant comments, then handed them to their friend next to them.

Several students instinctively took out their phones, wanting to take pictures of Lu Xing.

Lin Yuanzhou's eyes narrowed instantly.

Zhao Lin frowned, his hand already resting on the back of the chair.

Just as the two were about to get up, the staff member walked over first.

"Photography is prohibited during the competition. Thank you for your cooperation."

The students froze, and had no choice but to awkwardly put their phones away.

Lin Yuanzhou then sat down again.

He sighed helplessly, but his gaze fell on Cheng Yue, who was not far away.

After a moment, he said in a cold tone:

"That's one of the people spreading rumors."

Zhao Lin followed his gaze.

"He was just talking to Lu Xing, and it certainly wasn't anything nice."

Lin Yuanzhou gave a cold laugh.

"Cheng Yue is no good at all; he doesn't even have any sportsmanship."

"They even try to verbally interfere with others before the match."

Zhao Lin nodded.

"It's a pity they chose the wrong person."

Lin Yuanzhou was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Lin leaned back in his chair, thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"Lu Xing doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be affected by such trivial matters."

Lin Yuanzhou thought about it and wholeheartedly agreed.

That makes sense.