Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 282 What do you think of me?
The moment the phone rang, Zhong Ling knew it was her sister calling.

She was a little confused. Her sister rarely called her because her voice was too soft, making it difficult for them to have a normal conversation on the phone. They usually communicated by text message. This sudden phone call made her feel a little uneasy.

"what happened?"

Noticing the unusual look on Zhong Ling's face, Han Zhou asked in a low voice.

"My sister called," Zhong Ling said softly.

"Sister Yin?"

Han Zhou raised an eyebrow. He had obviously realized something was wrong with the call and asked, "Is there something urgent?"

"possible……"

Zhong Ling was anxious, but it wasn't convenient to answer the phone at that moment, so she immediately took out her phone and sent a message to her sister, saying that she would call back soon.

The competition is about to begin. It only takes ten seconds to finish, so there's no need to waste too much time. It won't be too late to call back then.

Just as he put his phone away, the host shouted, "The competition begins!" Han Zhou stood steadily on one foot on the newspaper and lifted Zhong Ling up by the waist with one hand, immediately drawing gasps from the onlookers.

"Holy crap, this guy has pretty strong arms."

"He looks quite thin, but I didn't expect him to be a trained fighter."

"It's just lifting a girl with one hand, what's so great about that?" someone said sourly. "If I had the chance to lift Zhong Ling, I would do my best to lift her up even if I only had one finger."

"Stop bragging. He lifted someone up with one foot and one hand. You'll know whether it's worth bragging about or not once you try it yourself."

"Brother, you underestimate that guy. He's not on one foot, but only half of his foot is on the ground. Look, his heel is dangling in the air."

"Brilliant."

"..."

Mo Yixia stood in the crowd, silently listening to the discussions around her. Her gaze was calm, like a deep, still pool, and she seemed lost in thought.

"Didn't you say your relationship was unusual? How can you tolerate that guy hugging another girl in public?"

A clear female voice rang out beside her, tinged with a hint of drowsiness, "Tch, I told you this guy was a jerk."

Mo Yixia glanced at the petite girl beside her, her mind still searching for memories of her, and said calmly, "Why do you think Han Zhou is a scumbag?"

Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes at her, thinking to herself that this girl was far too naive and innocent: "Why would a scumbag like him be flirting with girls everywhere?"

Mo Yixia remained noncommittal, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "But as far as I know, before I appeared at Lin University, there was only one girl who was frequently seen with Han Zhou."

"You mean the guzheng, right?" Xiao Xiaoxiao yawned.

"Yes."

"so what?"

"So why do you think Han Zhou is a scumbag?" Mo Yixia asked the same question as before.

"Because he's hooked up with a lot of girls, didn't I just say that?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, thinking that this girl was really silly.

Can you tell me your definition of 'flirting'?

"Why are you asking this?" Xiao Xiaoxiao was taken aback.

Mo Yixia did not answer, but instead said, "There are three women who are close to Han Zhou at Lin University: your counselor Ouyang Lianyu, senior Zhong Ling from the second year, and Gu Zheng from your year. Of course... if you include you, then there are four girls who are close to him."

"My relationship with him is not close at all," Xiao Xiaoxiao denied outright.

"Is that so?" Mo Yixia didn't seem to care and said calmly, "What I want to say is that if the people you're referring to as Han Zhou 'hooking up' with Ouyang Lianyu and Zhong Ling, then this conclusion is not valid at the moment. Of course, if you have any other discoveries, I'd be happy to be a good listener."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Xiao Xiaoxiao frowned.

Mo Yixia still didn't answer, and asked, "I heard that you and Han Zhou both have a feeling of déjà vu?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao looked annoyed. This guy only knew how to ask questions but not how to answer them. Only someone as good-tempered as herself would be willing to continue talking to her.

"So, according to your judgment, what would your relationship have been like if you had remembered each other?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao was taken aback; she hadn't really thought about that question.

However... if you really forget everything, but can still remember one person, then it must be either a lover or an enemy, right?
Of course, it could also be a very good friend.

"hatred……"

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to say "enemy," and replied dejectedly, "They should be good friends."

"Since you're friends, why do you always harbor resentment towards him?" Mo Yixia turned to look at her, her deep eyes seemingly able to see through people's hearts.

"Nonsense, what resentment could there be?" Xiao Xiaoxiao was taken aback, then immediately denied it, pouting, "But that guy is really annoying..."

What's annoying about it?

"He often argues with me!"

"Really... is there anything else?"

"You're mocking me for being short!"

"anything else?"

"And...and..."

Xiao Xiaoxiao couldn't think of anything else.

"I have one last question." Mo Yixia's cold voice pulled her back to reality.

"You ask."

Xiao Xiaoxiao temporarily gave up thinking about whether she really harbored resentment towards Han Zhou. Although she was still not quite sure about the girl's purpose, she was willing to cooperate in answering the other party's questions.

Are you and Han Zhou friends now?

"Yes."

Xiao Xiaoxiao nodded. There was no point in denying it. Although she didn't like that guy, they were true friends.

"Are you very caring?"

"It's alright, I guess..."

"As a friend, do you have a habit of revealing your friends' shortcomings to others?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course not."

"is it?"

Mo Yixia looked at her thoughtfully, "Then why did you repeatedly emphasize that Han Zhou is a scumbag in front of me, someone who has a close relationship with Han Zhou and is destined to be with him?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao was stunned.

……

The newspapers, which were so thick that it was difficult to even stand on one foot, eliminated almost all the teams, leaving only two groups on site.

To Chen Long's surprise, besides Han Zhou and Zhong Ling, the other group consisted of Chen Zheng and the shy girl. These two didn't try anything fancy this time, as the conditions didn't allow it. However, Chen Zheng didn't think he could easily lift a girl with one hand, so he had to choose another method—

Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, he first hoisted the girl onto his shoulder, then stood on one foot on the newspaper with a ferocious expression, enduring for ten seconds, thus becoming Han Zhou's final competitor.

Such a scene also won cheers from the crowd. As the saying goes, one generation plants the trees, another enjoys the shade. The more methods the previous contestants could provide to pass the level, the more experience they could learn.

Of course, whether you can pass the test or not is not important. What is important is to have the opportunity to have close contact with the opposite sex. The longer you persist, the more opportunities you will have to have contact.

Who the hell organized this event... is a fucking genius!

Seeing Chen Zheng's distorted expression, even Han Zhou was moved. He thought to himself that although Chen Zheng was a coward, he was really going all out to win. However, it was a pity that he would not give up the victory.

The newspaper was folded in half again, and this time the remaining standing area was smaller than the palm of my hand, barely big enough to fit a toe. If it were folded in half again, it would truly be "too small to stand on".

Clearly, the outcome will soon be decided here.

"Junior, what should we do about this?"

Looking at the newspaper being folded smaller and smaller, Zhong Ling looked worried. She knew very well that she was not capable of lifting Han Zhou, so she could only put the pressure on him again.

"The same old way," Han Zhou laughed. "I'll pick you up, then stand on my tiptoes."

His casual tone, as if it were a very easy thing, gradually eased Zhong Ling's tense heart.

"Are you...can you do it?"

"of course."

Han Zhou was confident that lifting Zhong Ling with one hand was not difficult for him. The only challenge was that he needed to stand on his tiptoes for ten seconds at the same time. He felt that there was no problem and he could just grit his teeth and persevere.

Just then, he heard a gasp and turned to see Chen Zheng lifting the girl up again, seemingly intending to implement the same plan as before.

Chen Zheng took off his glasses at some point, his expression solemn, like a general about to go to battle. The girl on his shoulder silently pulled the hoodie over her head, covering her face as well. The two of them took deep breaths and waited silently for the host's command.

The onlookers were filled with awe: "These two have such a firm resolve; are they planning to go all out?"

"Most likely, they took off their glasses because they were worried about breaking them if they fell, and they put on hats to reduce the chance of injuring their heads. It seems these two are really going all out."

Going all out my ass!
Chen Long sneered inwardly. Only he understood his roommate's feelings at this moment. Hai Ge was obviously embarrassed to face everyone's gaze, so he took off his glasses. Out of sight, out of mind, so that even if he failed miserably later, he wouldn't be too ashamed.

That girl probably felt the same way.

However, Han Zhou remained calm and composed. Could this kid have also trained at the Shaolin Temple?

"Ready, three, two, one... Go! Ten-second countdown!"

At the host's command, Han Zhou and Chen Zheng simultaneously stood on the newspaper on tiptoe. The latter's face instantly turned red, and his body swayed precariously on the newspaper, which startled Chen Long.

With less than three seconds left in the countdown, Chen Zheng crashed to the ground. Fortunately, he managed to protect his head in time, preventing serious injury. The girl on his shoulder landed on her bottom and was also unharmed.

In fact, Han Zhou had already won at this point, but to be absolutely sure, he held on for another ten seconds before putting down the bell and running to check on Chen Zheng's condition.

"Are you OK?"

"fine."

With the girl's help, Chen Zheng got up from the ground, put on his glasses with a wry smile, and said while brushing the dust off his clothes, "I overestimated myself."

"It's good that you're alright. You've already done a great job." Han Zhou smiled.

This is the first time he has experienced the feeling of being superior to others that Guzheng usually gives him, and he has also directly felt the difference between him and ordinary people. Physical strength is a comprehensive reflection of physical fitness, and it may also be related to motor nerves. What ordinary people struggle to do, Guzheng can do easily. This is the strength of his eight-point physical strength.

After saying goodbye to Chen Zheng, he and Zhong Ling picked up a cake machine together. Zhong Ling had been thinking about Zhong Yin's phone number and called him back while they were picking up the cake machine.

The call was answered quickly.

Zhong Yin held the phone to her ear, but after two seconds she realized she couldn't make a call. After hesitating for a moment, she looked weakly at Han Zhou and handed him the phone.

"Thank you for your help, junior."

Han Zhou paused for a moment, then smiled and took the phone, saying, "Sister Yin, this is Han Zhou. You know she doesn't like making phone calls, so I answered for her. What's up?"

"Are you with Xiaoling?" Zhong Yin's voice was as cold as ever.

"Correct."

Why is it so noisy around here? Where are you all?

"A social event was held on the school playground today."

"Why are you all together at this social event?" Zhong Yin asked warily.

"I ran into him by chance."

"so……"

Zhong Yin didn't press further, but instead said, "Tell Xiaoling that the beginning of next month is the anniversary of our parents' death, and remind her to come back."

Death anniversary...

Han Zhou's mood suddenly became heavier. To this day, although he had never asked, he knew more or less about one thing—

Both Zhong Yin's hearing loss and Zhong Ling's "partial muteness" are related to the accident that took their parents' lives.

"I see."

He asked doubtfully, "But Sister Yin, I believe that Senior Sister couldn't possibly have forgotten about this. Is it really necessary for you to make a special call to remind her?"

"This is not your concern."

Zhong Yin spoke coldly, but perhaps feeling that her attitude shouldn't be so bad, she added, "This is our family matter, and I hope you won't interfere."

"I understand." Han Zhou didn't seem to mind. "Is there anything else?"

“No… wait, there’s something I really want to ask your opinion on.” Zhong Yin’s voice was slightly hesitant, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"You said."

What do you think of me...?

Zhong Yin was standing outside the repair shop when the sound of cars whizzing by suddenly broke the silence. Even with Han Zhou's exceptional hearing, he wasn't sure if he had misheard.

What do you mean by "how are you"?
Han Zhou raised an eyebrow, his expression strange, and said, "Um... Sister Yin, I didn't quite hear you just now. Are you sure you asked about 'you'?"

"Correct."

After hesitating for a moment, Han Zhou was still not entirely at ease and asked again, "You mean you want me to give you my evaluation?"

"Well... after all, besides Xiaoling, you're the only one who really understands my cooking skills."

As Zhong Yin was speaking, another truck sped past on the road in front of her, its roar particularly piercing. She frowned slightly, "Wait a minute, I'll go back inside and talk to you."

"it is good……"

Han Zhou hesitated before responding, a multitude of thoughts flashing through his mind.

"After all, besides Xiaoling, you're the only one who really understands me."

The words echoed in his ears, and he sighed deeply, feeling a pang of sadness.

So, besides my senior... I'm actually the person closest to Sister Yin?
(End of this chapter)