Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 121 shows signs of becoming famous.

About half an hour later, Han Zhou and the other two left the hospital.

Because Ouyang Lianyu's left hand was currently inconvenient, it was difficult for her to push the wheelchair with one hand. Zhong Ling quietly helped her push the wheelchair, while Han Zhou took the time to call Gu Zheng and tell her that she didn't need to come to the hospital.

The latter was clearly not happy to hear this, and kept nagging on the phone for a long time, repeatedly reminding him that his hand injury should not be taken lightly and that he should be observed in the hospital for a longer period of time.

However, Han Zhou knew his own body well. His injuries weren't serious, and besides, the "power pill" was more effective than any other medicine, so there was no need to stay in the hospital and waste money.

Ouyang Lianyu's left hand was in much better condition than his, with no broken bones or tendons. Naturally, she didn't plan to stay in the hospital for long. After a quick treatment and some medication, she, Han Zhou, and Zhong Ling left the hospital and the three of them went to school together.

On her way to the school, Ouyang Lianyu learned of Zhong Ling's name through Han Zhou's introduction. She was quite surprised and checked it several times. Obviously, she had heard of this girl who was one of the "Six Celebrities" like herself, but this was the first time she had met her in person.

Well... it truly lives up to its reputation.

Han Zhou looked at Ouyang Lianyu for a while, and since his future counselor for the next four years was right in front of him, he tentatively asked her if he could be exempted from military training.

Ouyang Lianyu, in her wheelchair, pondered for a moment and said, "In your case, you can indeed apply to not participate in military training, as long as the counselor agrees. However, you will still need to participate in the training and cannot run around or stay in the dormitory."

Han Zhou thought to himself that this was a sure thing. Military training was quite tiring, and besides, no matter how much he exercised, he couldn't improve his health. It would be best to have a legitimate reason to be exempt from military training. So he smiled and said, "Isn't that easy? My counselor is you, teacher."

"Eh, is that so?"

To everyone's surprise, Ouyang Lianyu was startled upon hearing this. She looked at him with feigned confusion and said cautiously, "I am the counselor for the first-year students in the School of Science and Management. Don't mistake me for someone else."

Han Zhou raised an eyebrow and reminded him, "Teacher, you forgot? I am a freshman in the Department of E-commerce at the School of Science and Management."

"Now that you mention it, I think I remember..." Ouyang Lianyu looked him up and down carefully for a while, then recalled, "Your name is Lin Anyu, right?"

Zhong Ling, who was pushing the wheelchair behind her, was slightly taken aback. She wanted to tell Teacher Ouyang that the junior's name was Han Zhou and that Lin Anyu was the junior's friend, but unfortunately, Ouyang Lianyu couldn't hear her at all.

Han Zhou was somewhat embarrassed. He had been too smug when he mocked Ouyang Lianyu, and deliberately gave her a fake name so that she wouldn't remember him. But Ouyang Lianyu wasn't stupid; it would be a miracle if she believed it. She most likely remembered the real name he had given her at the beginning, and was now clearly pretending to be stupid.

It's all my fault for being a bit stupid today. I forgot that the woman hadn't seen what he looked like before. If he hadn't paid any attention to her when she spoke to him at the hospital, she probably still wouldn't know who he is.

But it seems like what this guy said last time wasn't all nonsense; he actually recognized him just by his voice and build...

Han Zhou knew that Ouyang Lianyu probably wanted revenge for being mocked last time, but he was thick-skinned and said without changing his expression, "Teacher, you are mistaken. My name is Han Zhou, the Zhou of day and night."

"That's it..."

Ouyang Lianyu nodded thoughtfully, then sighed, "People's memories get worse as they get older. I guess I really must have remembered it wrong."

She never mentioned the matter of exempting Han Zhou from training.

Han Zhou's lips twitched. "You're probably not even thirty yet, and you call this old?"

He pretended not to understand the other person's intention, pointed with his chin to his arm in a cast, and reminded them again, "Teacher, what about the exemption from military training..."

It's okay to have a bad memory; you can just ask a few more times.

"Don't rush, I need to think about it some more," Ouyang Lianyu replied calmly.

A slight smile played on her lips; she felt she had regained her authority as a teacher at that moment.

Given Han Zhou's situation, exemption from military training is certainly permissible, especially since he was injured while performing a heroic act. She has no reason to disagree. However, this guy is too disrespectful to her. She could tolerate his mockery last time, but this time he laughed so loudly. She needs to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson and let him know what it means to respect his teacher.

Han Zhou continued to play dumb: "Consider? What's there to consider?"

What's there to consider?
Ouyang Lianyu glanced at him. Just now, this guy had been questioning her relentlessly. After learning that she had caught her left hand in the car door herself, he laughed so hard that he almost cracked the newly applied cast. This made her very annoyed. Recalling the experience of being mocked last time, both old and new grudges surged into her heart. How could she not teach this guy a lesson?
Although she was well aware that she was a big celebrity at Lincheng University and that there were quite a few people who secretly laughed at her, in Ouyang Lianyu's memory, the only guy who dared to laugh so loudly in front of her was Han Zhou.

She planned to use this incident to teach this guy a lesson and show him the serious consequences of making fun of his teacher. Little did she know that Han Zhou didn't play by the rules at all. He suddenly lowered his head, brought his face closer, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Ouyang, you don't want everyone to know that you got your car door handle caught by yourself, do you?"

Ouyang Lianyu, who had always thought she had the upper hand, froze.

Seeing the other person's blank expression, Han Zhou chuckled. He wasn't oblivious to what this guy was up to. He would definitely be exempted from training, but he would probably come up with some small conditions, such as not being allowed to laugh at her in the future. Unfortunately, after meeting her for the first time that night, Han Zhou had lost all respect for this counselor, and it was impossible for him to obediently comply.

Zhong Ling diligently pushed Ouyang Lianyu's wheelchair from behind, unable to see the other's expression, otherwise she would have been very curious about what her junior had just said to her.

Ouyang Lianyu looked defeated. She didn't care about anything else, but she was quite concerned about her image in front of her students, even though she never really had one...

She knew she had lost this time, but refused to admit defeat directly. Instead, she said seriously, "Go to school and register first. I will report your situation to the school."

While they were chatting, the three of them arrived at the gate of Lincheng University. There were quite a few people inside and outside the gate, including freshmen and seniors, making it a lively place.

This was tantamount to agreement, and Han Zhou said with satisfaction, "Then thank you, teacher. By the way, I was going to ask you something earlier, did you forget to wear your glasses today too?"

This guy, he's all formal when he's useful, but he becomes "you" when he's not...

Ouyang Lianyu keenly noticed the change in how Han Zhou addressed her, and felt somewhat annoyed. She looked up at him and said meaningfully, "I haven't forgotten. I'm wearing my newly fitted contact lenses, so I can see very clearly. I've memorized your face perfectly."

Exempting him from training isn't so easy; she plans to find him some work to do.

Han Zhou pretended not to understand her meaning and said, "Contact lenses are nice, but they're too small and easy to lose. You might forget to bring them when you go out. Teacher, where do you want to go? How about we take you there?"

"No need, you two go about your business," Ouyang Lianyu sighed softly. "Besides, don't you think it's a bit too eye-catching for two 'disabled' people like us to walk together?"

Han Zhou was taken aback, only then noticing that many students at the school gate were looking at them with strange eyes and whispering among themselves, as if they were visiting alien creatures.

Although this description is a bit exaggerated, that's roughly the feeling.

However, he quickly realized that the reason everyone was looking at him so strangely was not because he was paired with Ouyang Lianyu as an injured person, but because of the pairing of the two celebrities, "the mute bride" and "covered in wounds". Everyone was looking at Ouyang Lianyu and Zhong Ling, and he was just an afterthought.

He said, half-laughing and half-crying, "Are you guys that famous at school?"

Upon hearing this, a third-year student next to him immediately chuckled and explained, "Dude, you must be a freshman, right? Of course, Professor Ouyang is very famous. I've been here for three years, and this is the sixth time she's come to school in a wheelchair. Her left and right hands are injured almost alternately, seamlessly throughout the year. Every time she goes up on the stage, she's missing an arm or a leg. It's hard for her not to be famous."

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

Seeing her embarrassing past exposed to her, Ouyang Lianyu trembled. She stared at the man's back for a while before pretending to be tough and saying, "Very well, I have memorized this classmate's face."

She turned her head and saw that Han Zhou wasn't smiling, but rather looking thoughtful. She couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"I've discovered something very strange."

"what's up?"

"Since you've been in a wheelchair six times already, why are your wheelchair-driving skills still so poor?" Han Zhou wasn't deliberately mocking Ouyang Lianyu, but he genuinely found it strange. Looking at the other person's intelligence score of eight, he suddenly had a guess: could this guy be the so-called unique genius who excels in a certain academic field but is clumsy in everyday life?
However, it turned out that he was overthinking it. Ouyang Lianyu was simply clumsy. But this guy's stubbornness was no less than that of a guzheng player. To save face, he said that it was just a wheelchair, and there was no wheelchair racing competition, so there was no need to be so good at maneuvering.

"If there really were such a competition, you probably wouldn't even qualify to register..."

Hearing Han Zhou's mutterings, Ouyang Lianyu took a deep breath. She didn't want to see this new student who had angered her any longer and prepared to take her leave. So she smiled at Zhong Ling and said, "Thank you for your help earlier. I'm going to my office now, so I won't bother you any longer."

Seeing the worry on Zhong Ling's face, she continued, "Don't worry, I can manage on my own."

Han Zhou, who was standing to the side, thought for a moment and said, "Since the teacher has said so, senior, you should let her go by herself and take me to the registration place."

Zhong Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded, released her grip on the wheelchair, and asked softly, "Does your hand still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Han Zhou smiled nonchalantly. "It's just that my right hand is still a bit weak, so I'll have to trouble my senior to help me with getting my military training uniform later."

Zhong Ling smiled and nodded: "Okay."

She was happy to help her junior.

Realizing that Han Zhou's hands were not very mobile, Ouyang Lianyu, who was about to leave, stopped and asked, "Do you have a lot of luggage? Should I ask a few boys to help you carry it?"

Han Zhou chuckled: "How many boys do you want to invite? Teacher, you have connections like that?"

Ouyang Lianyu was silent for a moment: "Just as you say, I am, after all, a teacher..."

She felt looked down upon.

Han Zhou was obviously joking, and said, "No need to trouble yourself, you go ahead with your work, I have someone to help me here."

"That's good. You can contact me if you have any questions."

Ouyang Lianyu nodded and pushed her wheelchair away with her still relatively healthy right hand. The school road was flat, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Han Zhou watched her leave. It was clear that Ouyang Lianyu was quite famous at school. Many students greeted her along the way, and some even offered to help push her wheelchair. She responded with a gentle and polite smile. This was probably her persona in front of the students.

However, it cannot be simply attributed to character design. Ouyang Lianyu's relationship with her students should be quite good. You know, most teachers don't get the treatment of all the students who stop to greet them as they pass by.

In contrast, Zhong Ling, who is also one of the six famous people of Linda University, seems to have little popularity. Although she is also very famous, she usually gives people the impression of being an unapproachable and quiet girl. She does not respond when greeted, and does not pay attention when spoken to face to face. To this day, no one has heard her say a word.

Apart from her roommates with whom she had spent a lot of time, most people regarded her as a cute but aloof goddess.

Therefore, among the students who stopped to watch along the way, in addition to those who were paying attention to Zhong Ling, many others were also observing Han Zhou, who was traveling with her and had an arm in a sling, and speculating about the relationship between the two.

It seemed to be the first time they had ever seen Zhong Ling walking side by side with another boy...

Han Zhou was unaware that he had already gained fame as soon as he entered the school. Led by Zhong Ling, he went to the registration point to register, received his military training uniform and bedding such as blankets and sheets, and then went to his assigned dormitory.

He has difficulty moving around, and it was a bit strenuous for Zhong Ling to carry all these things by herself. Fortunately, the senior student who was leading the way helped a lot. He was very outgoing and asked as they walked, "Excuse me, how did you hurt your arm? Didn't you bring any luggage?"

He didn't know Zhong Ling and thought she was his junior's sister. He glanced at her a couple of times because she was pretty, but then he didn't pay any more attention to her.

Han Zhou replied with a smile, "I was unlucky and encountered a bit of an accident on the way. Someone will help me bring my luggage over later."

"Oh, I see. Your dorm is on the sixth floor, so it might be a bit tiring to move. If your luggage is delivered on time, I can help you, but if it's late, I can't, because I need to guide the other freshmen."

This senior student was clearly a kind-hearted person. He wiped his sweat with his sleeve and sighed, "Speaking of which, the freshmen these days are really independent. I saw many people come to register by themselves. I heard that there was a girl who was even more amazing. She dragged three suitcases and carried several bags by herself, without asking anyone else for help. She carried all her things up to the fifth floor by herself without even breaking a sweat."

"The senior who led the girl was my classmate. In her words, she was stunned and wondered if the luggage was just heavy but actually very light. Guess what? She almost couldn't even lift a backpack."

Han Zhou knew without a doubt that the other person was referring to the guzheng, so he smiled and asked, "The girl you're talking about should have short hair, right?"

"It seems so. How did you know? I heard that girl was quite thin, but I didn't expect her to be so strong, and she also seems to be very pretty..."

The senior student kept talking the whole way, then suddenly pointed with his chin to the dormitory building not far away and said, "That's where you'll be living for the next four years. The dorms are four-person rooms, so you should have three roommates."

Zhong Ling carried a bed sheet and a bucket containing her military training uniform and pillowcase. She was slightly sweating and whispered to Han Zhou, "The girls' dormitory is also a four-person room."

Throughout the journey, she had been trying her best to introduce the school to Han Zhou, but the senior couldn't hear her at all and just thought the girl was shy.

The three arrived at the dormitory building. The senior greeted the dormitory supervisor as he walked into the dormitory. Just as he was about to carry his things upstairs, he suddenly heard Han Zhou say, "Senior, wait a minute, my friend brought my luggage over."

The senior looked back and saw a short-haired girl dragging a suitcase and carrying a large backpack running towards him at breakneck speed. Her pretty face was expressionless, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.

He had only heard about Guzheng's deeds and had never seen her in person, so he did not immediately connect her to the strong girl he had just mentioned.

"How is your hand?"

As soon as Gu Zheng came to Han Zhou's side, she began to ask about his injuries, her little face showing great dissatisfaction. "I told you to stay in the hospital for observation for a while longer, why didn't you listen?"

Seeing Han Zhou's miserable state, she felt sorry for him and decided to buy a spoon later.

Han Zhou smiled wryly and said, "I only have minor injuries, it's not as serious as you think."

"If it's not serious, just move your things up yourself. Why do you have to show off..." Guzheng pouted.

Despite her muttering complaints, she didn't hesitate at all, picking up her suitcase and asking, "Which floor do you live on?"

The senior student next to him quickly said, "He lives on the sixth floor, which is a bit high. It might be difficult for you, a girl, to carry your things up. Why don't you let me do it?"

"No, thanks."

Gu Zheng shook her head, picked up her suitcase, slung her huge backpack over her shoulder, and jogged into the dormitory building. She climbed the stairs in a few steps and quickly disappeared from sight.

She looked so relaxed, as if she were holding not a heavy suitcase, but a bottle of mineral water less than 500 milliliters in size.

Who is this?

Seeing the senior's surprised and suspicious look, Han Zhou decided to tell him the truth.

"This is the girl you were just talking about."

I fixed a bug yesterday; Ouyang Lianyu couldn't clearly see Han Zhou's face before, and logically, she shouldn't have recognized him even if she saw him. I've changed it so that she can recognize him by his voice and physique.

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