Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 244 - Chapter 244 Chapter 210 False-Hearted Tsundere

Chapter 244: Chapter 210 False-Hearted Tsundere Chapter 244: Chapter 210 False-Hearted Tsundere On Monday afternoon, Shen Qingning drove to Technology University.

By the time she walked into the classroom, Lin Lu was already there and had saved her a seat.

“Ningning! Over here!” she called out, waving cheerfully at Shen Qingning.

The always lively girl smiled with twinkling eyes and adorable dimples that instantly lifted anyone’s mood on first sight.

But today Ning Bao was a bundle of nerves!

Lin Lu had chosen seats in a corner.

The class wasn’t very full, so the students were spread out quite a bit.

At the moment, it was still before class time, and the aspiring voice actress started to joke around again.

In a domineering CEO tone, she said very seriously, “Woman, you look kinda off today!”

“Hmm?” That single sentence left Shen Qingning somewhat confused.

As an avid reader of romance novels, she had read countless scenes where, after the leads’ first intimate encounter, others would say the heroine looked different the next day.

It subtly depicted a transformation from girlhood.

But I… I only kissed him.

That shouldn’t change much, right?

“Where do I look off?” she asked.

Lin Lu reverted to her normal speaking voice and cheekily spouted some cheesy lines, “You look bizarrely beautiful!”

Shen Qingning was at a loss for words.

Yet, such cheesy lines were pretty trendy back in 2014.

Seeing Lin Lu like this, she indeed felt a mix of amusement and helplessness.

The emotions she had been feeling were somewhat relieved through their easy interaction.

“Pretty cool, right? I just learned it online! Did it make your heart race just now?” the voice actress bragged.

“Not at all,” Shen Qingning replied flatly.

“Tsk! You always say one thing but feel another,” Lin Lu chided.

Her words hit directly at Shen Qingning’s heart.

“Do you think so too?” she couldn’t help asking.

“Huh? Why did you use the word ‘too’?” Baby Lu sharply caught on, “Has someone else been saying that about you?”

Shen Qingning shook her head, exceptionally opening up, “Sometimes I feel that way about myself.”

“Ha! So you know it too? Good that you know!” said Lin Lu.

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Meanwhile, Cheng Zhu, who had no classes, and the three dorm mates from room 309 returned to their dorm.

The class was planning a fall excursion for that weekend, and Liu Feng wanted to discuss what activities they could do.

“Weren’t we supposed to play ‘Sheep’?” Dong Dong wondered aloud.

Brother Zhu even said he’d give a 1000 yuan red envelope to anyone who could beat the game!

Everyone in the dorm knew how difficult that game was, and the three were eagerly anticipating the other students’ frustrated expressions.

Liu Feng replied, “We’re going to be there for a day and staying overnight, so we should probably plan some other activities too.”

“Why not ask Chen Tingting about it, why are you asking us?” Cheng Zhu joked on purpose.

“I couldn’t agree on anything with her,” Liu Feng answered.

Once Cheng Zhu brought up Chen Tingting, Dong Dong, who was known for not being able to keep his mouth shut, steered the conversation off track and exclaimed, “Brother Zhu, I have something to report! That day at KTV after you left, Chuaner was holding hands with our class chairperson!”

Liu Feng wanted to cover his mouth, but it was too late.

The always aloof and reserved Zheng Qingfeng added tersely, “Yeah!”

He wanted to testify that he had really seen them secretly holding hands!

But there was something Zheng Qingfeng felt embarrassed to tell his roommates about; that night, after seeing Liu Feng successfully hold hands, he had tried to hold Guan Jiayue’s hand but wasn’t successful.

However, she had then laughed and playfully slapped his arm, her expression slightly coquettish, leaving him unsure of her intentions.

Seeing Cheng Zhu looking at him, Liu Feng’s face flushed and he muttered, “I, I was just drunk.”

“You’re the one with the worst alcohol tolerance, Chen Tingting wasn’t even drunk!” Dong Dong mocked, even though he ended up vomiting a lot in the end too.

“That’s because I drank a lot for her!” Liu Feng protested.

“Who forced you to drink for her?” Dong Dong attacked relentlessly.

Realizing he couldn’t win the argument, Liu Feng chose to remain silent.

He had indeed volunteered to help and had felt a sense of accomplishment in doing so.

“So I did hold hands,” he boasted in a low voice.

“Damn!” Dong Dong couldn’t help but curse.

He was feeling incredibly jealous; if it weren’t for the last dorm meeting, where he ended up chatting with Yao Yina and Guan Jiayue, he could have ended up with Zhu Yingying!

In the end, Yao Yina became Brother Zhu’s admirer, and Guan Jiayue got together with Zheng!

I was supposed to be the fastest one to progress in our dorm!

Well, except for Cheng Zhu, of course. Who knows what kind of magical life he leads outside!

After a brief bout of jealous envy, Dong Dong put his arm around Liu Feng’s shoulder with a mischievous grin, “Chuaner, you said you held hands already, when are you going to confess and make it official?”

“You can’t just hold hands and not make it official, that would make you a jerk!”

Zheng continued his cold demeanor but concurred from the sidelines, “Right!”

Only Cheng Zhu, hearing this, thought to himself scornfully, “Who the hell are you calling a jerk?”

After all, he had done more than just hold hands.

He had kissed, hugged, and even had chest-to-chest contact.

But since Shen Qingning said everyone was drunk then… Thank you for reminding me! I must have been drunk!

In the dorm, Liu Feng, embarrassed by old Dong and Zheng’s comments, suddenly looked at Cheng Zhu and stammered, “Brother Zhu, didn’t you say last time that you’d help me out?”

“Yeah, I said I’d be your wingman, help you out once,” he replied with a smile.

“That autumn outing then…” Liu Feng looked at him expectantly.

“Sure, I’ll take care of it,” Cheng Zhu readily took on the task.

He thought for a moment then added, “I remember the hostel has outdoor movies, right?”

“Yeah, correct.”

“So let’s watch a youth movie then, I’ll tell you what to do when the time comes,” he grinned, maintaining an air of mystery.

Seeing him like that, Dong Dong and Zheng Qingfeng both felt an itching curiosity.

They were very curious about how Brother Zhu would set things up for Chuaner at that time.

Grandmaster starts teaching!

And he’s directly involved in practical teaching!

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At night, Cheng Zhu was half-reclining on his bed in room 309, chatting with Lin Lu.

Shortly after, Dong Dong, who was playing with his phone, suddenly exclaimed loudly, “Brother Zhu, ‘Youu Come to Play’ has already been transferred?”

“Yes, how did you know?” Cheng Zhu hadn’t yet discussed this matter with his roommates.

“I saw it on the online forum, I thought it was false news!” Dong Dong was shocked.

After speaking, he immediately became curious, “Brother Zhu, how much did you sell it for?”

Cheng Zhu had mentioned before that someone had offered 4 million for it, but he had declined.

Dong Dong still remembered the domineering aura Cheng Zhu had displayed when he mentioned that.

He really wanted to emulate it, but couldn’t.

But it was precisely because of that moment that everyone was more curious about the final selling price.

“Five hundred fifty-five,” Cheng Zhu replied nonchalantly.

Hearing this number, the three roommates felt their scalps tingle!

Damn! How do you mention 5.5 million as casually as if it’s 550 yuan?

Your tone is way too breezy!

Honestly, they still felt a bit dazed even now.

How long had it been since Cheng Zhu first told them he was going to open a shop near the school gate?

Moreover, thinking back to that time, everyone was quite shocked that an 18-year-old freshman had the funds to open a shop outside the campus–such a solid family background!

Now thinking about it, that was nothing compared to what had happened.

They could never have imagined that their dorm mate could open an online sensation doll machine shop and eventually sell it for over five million!

It was crazy; everything completely exceeded their understanding and imagination!

They felt they could even brag about it to friends back home.

My university roommate in Hang City, just a few months into school, earned several million.

Maybe they wouldn’t even believe it if they told them! That was the scariest part!

As Cheng Zhu observed his roommates gaping in amazement, he thought to himself, “I only mentioned this matter in the chat group created by Shen Minglang, most folks at school still don’t know.”

“So, who spread the news?”

“Did Xu Qiaozui tell Zhang Qiqi, and then she spread it?”

“Or was it… Pei Yan?”

He glanced at Dong Dong, who kept muttering “awesome” under his breath like someone possessed, and instructed, “Send the post in the forum to the group; I want to see it.”

“Got it.”

Cheng Zhu looked over the post briefly and couldn’t help but chuckle.

It was obvious at a glance this was Pei Yan’s doing.

The person who posted it probably was a member of the student council as well.

The post stated that ‘Youu Come to Play’ had been transferred and under the contract will change ownership in a few days.

Interestingly, the poster had used the word “change of ownership.”

Moreover, the post specifically mentioned that Pei Yan, the vice president of the student council, had also invested a lot of money and had become a shareholder of the shop.

Besides, there was an extensive explanation that being a shop opened by a student of Technology University, we definitely need to consciously benefit our alumni; we need to have this awareness and initiative.

Cheng Zhu felt this was indirectly aimed at him.

The External Relations wanted to ask him for sponsorship fees, but hadn’t he given none at all?

Sure enough, the post revealed that next month the student council was hosting a certain event and the doll machine shop would sponsor 100 plush toys as prizes at the event.

Besides, next month, any alumni of Technology University showing their student ID or meal card at the doll machine shop would get a 10% discount!

Having read the post, Cheng Zhu clicked his tongue in amusement, “Tch, interesting huh!”

The main point was to form a stark contrast with Cheng Zhu.

You’ve never provided support for any school events.

You’ve never offered any discounts to your fellow students.

Donating 100 toys to the student council’s event is nothing special, but giving a discount to alumni was a keen move to stir the public opinion.

Predictably, Cheng Zhu scrolled down and the first comment he saw was:

“This shop is totally different with a new owner, huh!”

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(ps: Second update, asking for monthly tickets!)