Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 87 - 78: Where is Cheng Zhu?

Chapter 87: Chapter 78: Where is Cheng Zhu?

Zhang Qiqi’s fame had reached some of the new students.

At this moment, many were educating the newcomers beside them.

“I know her, apparently she’s the campus belle!”

“Ah? Seriously?”

“Wow, I’m totally looking forward to this!”

Only the students from the Computer Science Class 2 were discussing differently from other classes.

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Because they had just met Lin Lu that afternoon.

“Wasn’t it said that Lin Lu and Shen Qingning are the campus belles?” someone asked.

“Come on, what era are you living in? There’s no such thing as an officially recognized campus belle, that’s just how people refer to them.

Everything you see online is just hyped by the media!

Besides, everyone has different tastes; surely everyone has their own favorite,” someone replied.

“You know, even Liu Yifei has her critics.”

“Yeah, true. But since so many people call Zhang Qiqi and Jiang Cen campus belles, they must be pretty, right?”

“They’re definitely pretty! Just not sure if they’re as pretty as Lin Lu.”

While the Computer Science Class 2 newbies whispered among themselves, they couldn’t help but sneak glances at Cheng Zhu nearby.

After all, this kind of campus goddess seemed far beyond their reach, unlike this big bro who somehow managed to cause quite a stir upon admission, standing out among the freshmen.

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“Please wait another two minutes; Senior Zhang Qiqi is still preparing,” the host was still stringing along the anticipation.

Turns out, Zhang Qiqi was already a senior, two years ahead of Lin Lu and Shen Qingning. She seemed to have a small online following, with over six hundred thousand fans on Weibo and quite active in marketing the engineering school belle persona.

Now, everyone’s appetite was thoroughly whetted.

Earlier, they were discussing which class had pretty girls, who had the bigger chests or longer legs, but now all eyes were on goddess senior sister.

And amidst all the anticipation, Zhang Qiqi finally strode over from not too far away.

Behind her followed a guy, maintaining a certain distance but tailing all the way.

Though there was some space between her and the freshmen and the night playground wasn’t that bright, she still managed to command attention—the crowd went “Wow” at her appearance.

“Wow! She’s got really long legs!”

“Wow, damn it, like she’s strutting a runway!”

“She is pretty. Do we have any freshmen of her caliber this year?”

In some ways, compared to the girls gathered here, she did seem to overshadow them.

She had delicate features, curly long hair, a good body figure, and a makeup look that was quite deliberate.

And as an internet celebrity student frequently snapping photos and videos, she had a strong camera presence, making her seem more confident under everyone’s gaze.

It helped that while the other girls were in their military training uniforms, she had come in casual wear, her denim shorts revealing long pale legs, captivating enough.

But among the praise, there were distinct voices of dissent.

Over by Computer Science Class 2, some opined, “Lin Lu seems prettier. She’s too flamboyant.”

As the saying goes, cuteness is nothing before sexiness.

But Lin Lu, well, she’s a 36D.

That saying applies to those with just the attribute of cuteness, and Lin Lu is not one of them.

“Nah, I think Zhang Qiqi’s prettier,” said Li Xianqiang, out of the blue.

Sounded a bit like sour grapes.

Over in dorm room 309, the general sentiment was consistent.

“Lin Lu senior sister wins hands down!” Liu Feng declared, even raising his voice a bit.

“Oh, Chuaner, you’re not quite yourself today, not keeping things smooth like before. I liked you better when you were slick,” Dong Dong commented with a smile.

The always aloof and terse Cheng was staring at Zhang Qiqi, his gaze not wavering for a second, yet he said, “Lin Lu +1!”

I’m staring because she’s indeed pretty, but my words are not against my conscience!

Dong Dong, with his mischievous smirk, deliberately egged on Cheng Zhu, nudging him with his shoulder, “Cheng, tell us! Who’s prettier, her or Lin Lu?”

Cheng Zhu slowly pulled out a packet of mint candy Lin Lu had given him from his pocket, leisurely opened it, took one out at a snail’s pace, and slowly popped it into his mouth, like playing a video at 0.5x speed.

“Damn, don’t need to say anything, I got it,” Dong Dong said, speechless.

Chewing on the mint candy, Cheng Zhu laughed, “She’s too much of an internet celeb style for me, I’m tired of it, not my type.”

“Cheng, you’re such a poser. From what you say, I almost thought you dated lots of internet celebs,” Dong Dong replied.

Cheng Zhu just shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

That internet celeb-style makeup, those trendy outfits, they were quite the bonus points back in 2014.

Her fame paralleled Lin Lu and Shen Qingning partly because of these aspects, her natural conditions were just slightly behind theirs.

Plus, she frequently attended events, like coming to dance today. These attributes added to her popularity outside of just looks.

In this case, she could only manage to be on par with the other two; who was actually superior was pretty clear.

But Cheng Zhu was indeed weary of this type. How weary? He even remembered the leading streamer Yiyi from his past life, who would be attending Communication University next year, and he wasn’t even sure if he’d bother to meet her.

Well, he had just been reborn, so maybe he’d be less weary next year.

Men are like that, bouncing between different types.

They claim to have a type, but as long as someone’s pretty and has a good figure, they’re all damn interested—pure lust.

Don’t believe me? Check out a man’s hard drive, the “instructional videos” inside. I refuse to believe anyone’s “textbook” has only one type of teacher!

Zhang Qiqi, taking her place on the open ground, even took the mic and greeted everyone with a smile.

“Hello! Junior brothers and sisters, I’m your senior sister, Zhang Qiqi.”

Not far away, the guy who had been following her was standing aside, his attention focused entirely on Zhang Qiqi.

“Boyfriend?” Dong Dong glanced that way, gossiping with a hint of intrigue, “He looks pretty rich, wearing LV clothes, and he’s quite handsome—could it be he’s not even a student?”

By his standards, decently handsome was described as ‘looking like a human or a dog.’

Cheng Zhu level meant: please switch majors, don’t stay in Computer Science Class 2.

At this moment, Cheng Zhu also glanced at the man, feeling he did seem more mature and stable than a college student, perhaps not a student at all.

But whether they were boyfriend and girlfriend, he thought probably not. Of course, he didn’t care either way.

Zhang Qiqi’s dance was to Girls’ Generation’s “Gee.”

As soon as the music started, even before she began dancing, the crowd was already screaming.

When she actually started moving, she was definitely exuding charm.

Dong Dong couldn’t help saying, “Cheng, it’s good my will is strong, I was so close to defecting!”

Cheng Zhu: “…”

Liu Feng chimed in, “Pah! Dong Dong, I look down on you, I tell you, even if Zhang Qiqi danced against me, I’d firmly think Senior Sister Lin Lu is better.”

Cheng Zhu: “…”

Wait, when did you become such a staunch supporter of Lin Lu? And I sort of don’t buy your words.

After the dance finished, the place erupted with enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Even the instructors were hyped, clapping almost to the point of breaking.

Zhang Qiqi took back the mic and thanked everyone, “Thank you, thank you.”

And it has to be said, her slight lisp mixed with a little breathlessness after the dance, combined, had its charm.

Wonder if that’s practiced?

Cheng Zhu felt the party should be about over and was about to check his phone for the time when he was unexpectedly called out.

Zhang Qiqi, mic in hand, said, “I see a lot of students from the School of Information here, and I recently heard about a particularly famous freshman from the School of Information.”

Many instinctively looked towards Cheng Zhu, especially the people from Computer Science Class 2.

Indeed, Zhang Qiqi continued, “Is Cheng Zhu present?”

The sudden mention made Cheng Zhu frown, with no immediate idea why.

Dong Dong, surprised, then loudly said, “Here! Over here!”

Many turned their heads at the sound, thinking for a moment that this guy was Cheng Zhu. He looked so-so. Thankfully, Dong Dong kept pointing aside, and only then did their gaze shift.

Another day of being the center of attention.

Cheng Zhu still had his military training cap on. From a distance, Zhang Qiqi could see the naturally arching brows beneath his hat and the distinct edge of his face.

People were already whispering.

“Why is he frowning? Seems a bit annoyed?”

“Who’s this guy? Is he famous?”

“Ah ah ah! He’s handsome!”

“Putting on airs, what’s with that haughty look.”

“Damn, first Shen Qingning, now Zhang Qiqi, this guy surely has it coming!”

“Where is he? From where I’m sitting, I can’t see anyone!”

Zhang Qiqi didn’t say much, just glanced at him a few times, raised her hand as if to fend off anything, saying, “Junior brother, I didn’t mean anything, I was just curious about you.”

“Well then, junior brothers and sisters, I’m off. Hope you all have an unforgettable military training experience! Bye-bye!” She began waving to everyone, singling out Cheng Zhu for a last wave, smiling apologetically.

Cheng Zhu was still frowning, watching her leave, and chuckled inwardly. He had a guess.

That man standing not far away was also staring at Cheng Zhu for a long time.

“Xu Shao, let’s go,” Zhang Qiqi told him. “Next time I attend a school event, don’t follow me, okay? I haven’t agreed to be your girlfriend yet, and it’s easy for others to misinterpret our relationship.”

“I don’t mind that at all; in fact, it suits me,” said Xu Shao, withdrawing his gaze from Cheng Zhu.

He had been pursuing Zhang Qiqi for a long time, but was still struggling with the last step. When he confessed, she said she’d think about it, but that consideration had lasted two months, and even summer break was over.

“I knew you did it on purpose, you’re so crafty!” Zhang Qiqi looked at him flirtatiously, but emphasized, “In any case, you can’t do this again. If you do, I’ll be silently deducting points from you, you know!”

Hearing this, Xu Shao became genuinely nervous and promised quickly.

Victory was within reach, missing just the last step. He couldn’t slack off now or affect his image in her heart!

“No need to walk me back to the dorm,” Zhang Qiqi said to him.

Xu Shao nodded; she never wanted him to walk her back, saying it was a boyfriend’s prerogative, and he was just short of that.

Suddenly, that walk to the girls’ dormitory became sacred.

It awakened a fierce desire to conquer in him; he swore he would walk that road someday.

—No stepping on the girls’ dorm grounds, no true man!

But now, before parting, the man couldn’t resist asking, “What’s with that guy just now? You seemed quite attentive to him?”

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(ps: Second update, and I’m promoting a friend’s book, a medical story “Being a Doctor Does Not Have to Be Normal.”)