Chapter 17: The Storm in the Self-Study Room

  "Huh? How did she get into our school? Where did you hear that?" Zhao Rui tilted his head, looking at him. Donghua University is a first-rate university with good conditions in all aspects, but compared to the best universities in the country, there is still some gap.

  With the wealth and influence of Yun's family, it's no big deal to send her to a top university in the country, let alone Oxford or Harvard.

  Zhou Wei seemed to have noticed Zhao Rui's confusion, adjusted his glasses and explained: "The chairman of the Huatian Group, Yun Xiong, is a precious granddaughter who is cherished like a pearl in one's palm. He can't bear to let her leave home too far away. In Dong'an, our school is considered not bad, so it's normal for her to come here to study. However, it seems that no one else knows her identity. If I hadn't seen her with my own eyes on campus last night, I wouldn't have believed it either - she actually enrolled in our school and became our junior!"

  "Ah, ah. I saw it too. No wonder Zhou Wei fainted as soon as he saw her, and didn't even know his own surname anymore. She's really beautiful, and has a great temperament too. Even someone like me who's seen a lot is almost drooling!"

  "Pfft, as long as it's a woman, you drool at the sight of her." Han Xing ruthlessly tore off his disguise.

  "My god, this is slander!"

  Luozheng's face turned red, and he rushed towards Hanxing with a loud cry, wanting to fight him to the death. Hanxing was so scared that he ran away immediately, while Zhao Rui and Zhou Wei burst out laughing on the side.

  After quarreling with three roommates in the dormitory, Zhao Rui took a few English materials and prepared to go to the self-study room. Recently, he has been busy studying myths and legends, and practicing Taoist cultivation, so he hasn't studied hard, now he needs to make up for it, his CET-4 is still not passed yet!

  The self-study room of Dongfang University has always been a fiercely contested place, with many people and few seats. If it's before an exam, you even need to line up early in the morning to grab a seat in the self-study room. Zhao Rui is going to the self-study room now, originally it was impossible to have a seat, but since school just started, Zhao Rui thinks that there might not be so many people in the self-study room, maybe he can also find a seat.

  As soon as Zhao Rui entered the self-study room, he began to look for an empty seat everywhere.

  The study room was quiet, with most people bowing their heads and reading books seriously. Occasionally, there were also couples in love who whispered to each other.

  As he had expected, there were not many people in the self-study room, but those who occupied seats were countless. Those who were slightly diligent would put a book and a bag on the table, while those who were not would directly put a piece of waste paper, which was equivalent to declaring sovereignty.

  Zhao Rui, a senior in his third year of college, was not one to be taken in by such tactics. He found a seat by the window and, with a practiced hand, crumpled up the paper that had been left to reserve the spot and tossed it into the wastebasket. Then he put his own materials on the desk and began reading.

  After looking for about half an hour, I suddenly noticed that someone had walked to my side and stopped. The unique fragrance of a girl, pungent and piercing into my nostrils.

  Zhao Rui turned his head and suddenly saw a bright light in front of him.

  Standing next to him was a stunningly beautiful little girl, wearing a yellow floral dress, with an innocent and charming face that looked like she was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Her facial features were extremely delicate, her skin so fine that the blue veins underneath could be faintly seen, her small mouth pouting slightly, and her big eyes staring at him with a hint of annoyance.

  "Huh? When did our school have such a pretty little loli?"

  Zhao Rui thought so, a warm smile spread across his face, revealing two kind teeth.

  "Little sister, what's wrong?"

  Zhao Rui is kind and good, but others seem unappreciative.

  "I'm not some little girl! I'm already 16 and a university student!" The little loli glared at him, "And you're sitting in my seat."

  "Huh? This seat is yours?" Zhao Rui was slightly stunned, then immediately understood. This little loli had thrown a scrap of paper on the table and decided that this seat belonged to her. This wouldn't do, she needed to be properly educated.

  He raised an eyebrow and said: "When I came, there was no one here, only a piece of scrap paper."

  "That was intentional." The girl puffed out her small chest, looking confident and matter-of-fact.

  Zhao Rui's face flashed with two black lines. In fact, giving up this seat wasn't a big deal, and he could just find another place to sit elsewhere. But the little loli's arrogant attitude was really annoying.

  He said with a sarcastic tone: "Even if you're reserving seats, you should have some professionalism. You put down this book, but it's actually just a scrap of paper. Then I'll bring a stack of scrap paper and put one on each seat. The whole study room will be mine! I can even collect rent!"

  The study room was very quiet, and the two of them talking here had already attracted the attention of others. They listened to Zhao Rui's interesting words and some laughed out loud.

  The girl's delicate little face suddenly flushed with two red clouds, and her crystal-like small ears were burning like fire, completely red.

  She also knew that using a piece of scrap paper to occupy a seat was unreasonable, but the laughter around her made it impossible for her to back down. From childhood to adulthood, she had always been treated as a treasure, pampered and spoiled by others; where had she ever been ridiculed like this before?

  She glared at Zhao Rui with wide eyes, her voice almost whining as she said, "I say it's okay, then it's okay! If you're capable, go use a scrap of paper to reserve a seat too! This is my seat, if you want to sit, sit somewhere else, don't sit in my seat!"

  Zhao Rui lazily slammed the materials in his hand onto the table: "I'll just sit here, what do you want to do?"

  The little girl was stunned on the spot, and the other person just sat there. She really had no way to deal with him. She couldn't beat him up, although she wanted to do so in her heart. After all, he was a boy, and he looked quite sturdy, and even if she wanted to fight, she wouldn't be able to win!

  "You... this is so unreasonable! You're being ridiculous!" The girl, her face flushed with anger, pointed a slender finger at Zhao Rui, turning the tables on him.

  "You're absolutely right." Zhao Rui nodded solemnly, "To deal with a spoiled and arrogant young lady like you, one really needs to bring out some rascal spirit."

  The study room suddenly burst into laughter again.

  "You...... you......"

  The girl was so angry that her small chest kept heaving up and down, and she could hardly speak.

  "Fine! You bully me! If you have the ability, just wait!"

  She uttered a cruel remark with a pouty face, gritted her silver teeth, stomped her small feet and turned around to run away swiftly.

  "No problem." Zhao Rui waved his hand at her back: "I'll wait until lunchtime."