He tricked the female lead into becoming his boyfriend, but then went on to criticize the male lead.

ZC: [As expected...]

The bristling little Totoro: [Huh? What did I actually do?]

ZC: [As expected, they don't like me.]

The ruffled little Totoro: [What are you talking about? Your presence will only distract me; I won't be able to concentrate on my practice problems.]

Sang Jiuning's fingers flew across the screen, and after sending the message, she couldn't help but scratch her head. Had she indirectly admitted that she liked him? She clearly just wanted to break up with him as soon as possible.

Across from her, Tang Tongtong noticed her ears were mostly red, leaned closer, and winked. "Oh, who are you talking to? Your face is all red. Is it your Wen Xingxing?"

Sang Jiuning quickly slammed her phone face down on the table, glared at her, and said, "Eat your buns, you talk too much." Just as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated again, and she couldn't help but open it to look at it again.

ZC: [Wait for me to come find you. I'll take you to eat biangbiang noodles tonight. That place is super popular online, and it's really hard to get a reservation.]

When Sang Jiuning saw the words "biangbiang noodles," her tongue immediately and involuntarily licked her lips. She stared at the screen and pursed her lips. Her previous thoughts of breaking up instantly wavered. After hesitating for two seconds, she still typed a reply.

The ruffled Totoro: [Well... then, Wen, come over here. (Totoro drooling.Jpg)]

After sending the message, she quickly stuffed her phone back into her pocket, buried her head in her bun, and pretended to be focused on eating, but she was actually feeling guilty. Who understands her? With delicious food in front of her, she has absolutely no self-control, especially noodles, which she absolutely loves.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Sang Jiuning just wanted to bury herself in a steamed bun. Could you please stop tempting this simple, twenty-something-year-old foodie with delicious food?

Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, Wen Zhaoci looked at the adorable Totoro drooling picture that Sang Jiuning had replied with, as if he saw Sang Jiuning drooling over him. His eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Sure enough, his Ningning likes him. Next time, he'll take her to watch him play basketball. Didn't that Douyin account say that he should release his masculine charm anytime, anywhere to attract girls to come closer?

He stroked the soft, drooling Totoro on his phone screen with his fingertips, secretly planning to show off his abs to Sang Jiuning after the game, perhaps even getting a blushing surprise from the girl who would hand him water.

Sang Jiuning finally managed to suppress her craving for biangbiang noodles, but as soon as she looked up, she met Tang Tongtong's teasing gaze. She mumbled through her chopsticks, "Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and eat. We still have to go to the library after you finish."

Tang Tongtong suppressed a laugh and poked her arm: "I didn't say anything, why are you in such a hurry to clear your name? I didn't say anything about you and Wen Xingxing."

Sang Jiuning choked for a moment, then simply lowered her head and rummaged through the porridge on her plate, pretending not to hear, but her ears were still secretly burning. In her heart, she cursed that seductive Wen Zhaoci eight hundred times—using food to lure the enemy was simply an unfair victory!

Back in the library, Sang Jiuning was writing furiously, but before she had even finished half of the test paper, Wen Zhaoci arrived.

Upon seeing Wen Zhaoci, Tang Tongtong immediately stood up with a smile and tugged at Qin Ying's arm. Chong Sang Jiu Ning winked and said, "Let's go to the corridor to memorize vocabulary. Let's not disturb this young couple doing their practice questions."

After saying that, she grabbed the person and walked out quickly. Sang Jiuning paused in her hand holding the pen, looked up and met Wen Zhaoci's smiling eyes. Her ears burned uncontrollably again, and she could only bite the bullet and say, "Sit down quickly."

Wen Zhaoci walked over to her, pulled out a chair, and sat down. He tapped her open test paper with his fingertips and said in a low voice, "Let me take a look at your test paper first."

Then, with a few strokes of his pen, he quickly crossed out the wrong questions.

Sang Jiuning thought she must have made very few mistakes, but when she opened the test paper, she found that she had done 50 multiple-choice questions and got 30 wrong.

Sang Jiuning: ...

She looked up at Wen Zhaoci blankly, feeling that she hadn't done it right when she transmigrated into the book; she didn't like English.

How did the original owner manage to get into this top university? Oh, it turns out that he got in by using extra points for special assistance, extra points for being an only child, extra points for being from a minority group, and so on, barely making it into the cutoff score.

Wait, what the heck are ethnic minorities?

Upon reviewing the original owner's memories, it was discovered that the original owner's grandmother was from an ethnic minority, which is why she was registered as an ethnic minority on her household registration.

She was envious. Back then, she had to get up at five in the morning and go to bed at 11 at night, and it took her three years of hard work to finally get into the prestigious university she longed for. But the original owner of this body just casually got into a top university with a bunch of extra points. How could the gap between people be so big?

Looking at her face scrunched up like a bun, Wen Zhaoci couldn't help but curl her fingertips and gently rub her soft earlobe, chuckling as she said, "It's okay, the more mistakes you make, the more room you have to improve. I'll guide you through the review process from now on, there's still time."

A warm sensation crept up her earlobe and spread throughout her body. Sang Jiuning shrugged, pulled her ears and head back, and pushed the test paper toward him, muttering fiercely in a low voice, "Then hurry up and tell me. After you tell me, I want to do another fifty questions. I have to improve my accuracy rate today."

Since there's a free tutor available, might as well use it. Besides, this guy is still my legitimate boyfriend, so why not use him?

Seeing her stubborn yet soft-hearted demeanor, Wen Zhaoci's smile deepened. He picked up a pen and marked several typical mistakes, explaining them clearly from grammar points to problem-solving strategies. Sang Jiuning's ears had initially burned from the earlier incident, but as she listened, she became completely absorbed in the questions, leaning very close to him, her nose almost brushing against his wrist. Wen Zhaoci paused, his fingers holding the pen twitching slightly. Instead of pushing her away, he softened his voice and spoke even more slowly.

After explaining all thirty incorrect questions, Sang Jiuning felt enlightened.

Wen Zhaoci narrowed her eyes slightly and tentatively said, "The library is not suitable for discussing questions. How about we go to my apartment near the school? We won't have to lower our voices there, and we won't have to worry about disturbing others."

Sang Jiuning's hand, which was about to pick up the pen, suddenly stopped. She looked up at him with wide eyes, her expression filled with shock that read, "You actually want to hit on me?"

Wen Zhaoci chuckled as he watched her tense up instantly, and gently tapped her forehead with his fingertip: "What are you thinking about? It takes time and effort to reserve a seat in the library. Your roommate probably reserved the seat for you this time. That's too much trouble for them."

"Besides, I have to submit my course paper tomorrow. There's a computer and reference materials in the apartment, which is convenient for discussing the topic. They won't do anything to you."