Quick Transmigration: The Scheming Beauty is Seductive and Wild

Chapter 101 You Bully Me
After picking it up with his fingers, Rong Jing's hands trembled a little. He walked to the trash can and stepped on the lid with his foot, but did not throw it away.

After thinking about it, he dug out a paper bag from the locker in the bathroom, put the small thing in it, and sealed it.

The first section in the morning is basics of college physics.

After the whole class, the students found that Professor Rong was a little strange today.

According to his past habit, he would ask questions one by one in a row, and a row of more than ten students could ask questions once.

However, today, he only asked five questions and then stopped.And the sixth classmate happened to be Su Luo.

Several times, Su Luo could notice Rong Jing's eyes falling on her face, but when she looked over, he looked away again.

When it came to the final question session, Su Luo and another girl raised their hands at the same time. Rong Jing nodded to the other girl without hesitation. After the class was over, the get out of class was over without even giving Su Luo a moment of peripheral vision.

Staring at the man's tall figure who had been stiff for the whole class, Su Luo felt funny in her heart. She picked up the homework handed in by her classmates and followed Professor Rong into the office.

There were other teachers and classmates in the office. Su Luo put her homework on Rong Jing's desk, then found a chair and started sorting.

When Rong Jing came in from the outside, he saw Su Luo leaning at the table, with a slender back and long hair shawl. He paused in his steps and was about to turn around and leave calmly when a teacher next to him stopped him.

Seeing Su Luo looking up, Rong Jing could no longer avoid deliberately avoiding the teacher after they had exchanged greetings. He walked over, sat down across the table, and opened his notebook.

Her nose was filled with the faint fragrance of gardenia. Rong Jing read the paper for a while, but found that he couldn't read a single word.

Unconsciously, he looked beyond the edge of the laptop screen and saw the girl's sparse eyebrows. She was lowering her head and focusing on the movements of her hands, with a natural look on her face.

After realizing his peeping behavior, Rong Jing felt a sense of shame that deviated from morality, and felt inexplicably irritated. At this time, Su Luo happened to look over, and he suddenly fell into her clear gaze.

Somehow, the apex of my heart suddenly tightened.

Fearing that she would notice something strange, Rong Jing looked at her for a few seconds before pretending to look away inadvertently. However, the red ears still revealed his guilty conscience.

Su Luo suppressed the upward curve of the corners of her mouth and continued to organize the information in her hands. Suddenly, the voice of the man opposite came to her ears:

"...Put your things away."

A kraft paper bag appeared in sight, the port was tightly sealed.Rong Jing pushed the paper bag towards her, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

Looking at the bag, Su Luo was startled for a moment, and gradually, a layer of mist filled her shallow eyes, feeling aggrieved:

"But, I prepared this specially for you. Don't you like it?"

As she spoke, a hint of shyness appeared on the girl's fair face.

Prepared specially for him?
Rong Jing frowned and quickly raised his eyes to glance at her. His voice was stuck in his throat and he rarely knew how to answer.

After all, this was really not a good place to talk, and once such a thing was brought out, he was really worried that it would hurt her self-esteem.

The teachers and students around them left one after another, leaving only the two of them in the office.

Rong Jing picked up the thermos cup and drank health-preserving tea. He was thinking about how to explain the moral standards between teachers and students, and Su Luo's cautious voice came to his ears:

"Professor, you don't like it... is it because it tastes bad?"

The next second, Rong Jing coughed violently, his handsome face flushed, and he didn't know whether it was from choking on the tea, or because of a guilty conscience.

Su Luo quickly stood up, walked around the other side of the table, and wanted to pat him on the back, but he turned sideways to avoid the touch. Her fingers froze in mid-air and slowly hung down. Her voice was muffled:

"Do you think something is bad? I...I don't often do this..."

After speaking, she returned to her seat.

Rong Jing took out a piece of paper, wiped the corners of his lips covertly, raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and found that the little girl's eyes were red, and she lowered her head and pointed at her fingers, making cute and tight movements.

"I used to make it for the elders, and everyone would praise me. Forget it, if you don't like it, professor, I'll eat it myself."

As she said this, she was about to grab the bag on the table. However, the man's hand was faster than hers, and he quickly grabbed it and stuffed it under the table, as if he was afraid that she would snatch it away.

Rong Jing's long eyelashes trembled, he looked down at the bag, then looked up at Su Luo, and cleared his throat:
"...I didn't say I wouldn't eat."

Hearing this, the girl who was sad a second ago now has a smile, like a dazzling sunflower, her eyes are shining, and she shyly said:
"Then Professor, you can eat."

After saying that, Su Luo sat down steadily and looked at him without blinking, expecting him to open it in front of her, as if she wanted to watch him eat it.

Rong Jing choked.

At this moment, Su Luo's phone vibrated, and Xu Zhihan sent a message:

[The bursary evaluation has started, all members are required to vote, come quickly. 】

"Professor, I have something to do and I'll leave first. Remember to heat it up when you eat it."

After saying that, Su Luo ran into the corridor.

Staring at the direction in which she disappeared, Rong Jing let out a long breath and quickly stuffed the paper bag into the drawer. He unconsciously loosened his collar and felt a layer of sweat on his back.

*
As soon as Su Luo entered the classroom, Xu Zhihan waved to her, and the two sat down next to each other. At this time, a girl came down from the stage with red eyes.

"Why is she crying?"

Seeing Su Luo's confusion, Xu Zhihan lowered her voice and explained in a low voice:

“There are only five bursary places, but eight people have signed up.”

Su Luo understood in seconds.

Eight into five, since everyone meets the requirements for running for the election, under the same conditions, whoever cries miserably and whoever tells his family is impoverished will get the money.

The true feelings were revealed on the stage and the audience was commenting. Su Luo frowned and simply took out a book and read quietly.

"My family is not rich. I have known since I was a child that I should study hard and not compare with others or be exaggerated..."

A familiar voice with a crying tone drew Su Luo's attention back. When she looked up, she found Chen Cuijiao standing on the stage.

She is a little different today, she put on a brand new cashmere coat, her hair is curly, obviously just permed, her face is painted with white foundation and blush, and there is a layer of light pink lip gloss on her mouth, the whole person looks Much more beautiful than before.

Xu Zhihan frowned, wondering if she was stupid. When she came to appraise the scholarship, everyone else dressed up in a mess, why was she so bright.

Sure enough, several girls in the audience began to whisper to each other:
"I think she dresses up better than me. How can she choose a scholarship? Then I can do it too."

"You don't say it's exaggerated, but I don't think so."

"The mobile phone is also from a brand..."

Chen Cuijiao stood on the podium, her hands hanging down tightly clenched into fists. She felt her face was burning, being looked at by those eyes, as if she was an alien.

Today, she dressed up specially because she didn't want anyone to look down on her or have her self-esteem trampled on. Unexpectedly, it aroused more people's doubts.

The discussion in the audience became louder and louder. Chen Cuijiao was standing on the stage not knowing what to do when she felt a pair of warm little hands pick her up and lead her out of the classroom.

It was those delicate and white hands holding her again, in stark contrast to her own dark and rough skin tone.

In his sight, Su Luo's black hair was flying. She was standing in the sunshine, while she was standing in the shadow. She was bright and confident, but she was begging for mercy from others.

"are you OK?"

Su Luo took out a tissue from her bag and handed it over, but Chen Cuijiao slapped it away:

"You don't need to be hypocritical!"

After saying that, she ran away quickly.

Looking at her back in the distance, Su Luo was stunned and shook her head indifferently. As soon as she entered the classroom, Xu Zhihan ran over to her, picked her up and ran downstairs:
"Our dormitory is on fire!"

When the two of them entered the dormitory building, thick black smoke was everywhere, choking people to tears instinctively.

Su Luo clutched her aching chest and found a yellow seal in front of their dormitory door. Through the small glass window, she could see the dark mess inside.

Half an hour later, three girls were called into the counselor's office. The counselor was nearly 40 years old, slightly fat, wearing a gray suit skirt and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

The three of them stood in a row across the table, and a burnt blackened curling iron fell on the table with a clang.

The counselor asked sullenly: "What's going on? Whose curling iron is this?"

Su Luo frowned: "It's mine, but it's no use locking it in the closet." The counselor leaned on the back of the chair, crossed her arms across her chest, and said in a bad tone:

"After putting out the fire, the firefighters discovered this at the scene. Just under your seat, a high-power electrical appliance caused a short circuit and burned the curtains of your dormitory, including all the bedding, tables and chairs.
Are you telling me now that you are useless?So this thing has legs of its own?Did you plug it into the socket and cause a fire? "

Xu Zhihan glanced at Chen Cuijiao's curly hair and whispered:

"The things belong to Su Luo, but they are not necessarily used by her. It may also be..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Luo pulled her sleeve and signaled her not to continue speaking, so Xu Zhihan swallowed the second half of her words.

The air became quiet, and Su Luo figured out the cause and effect after thinking about it for a while.

Last night, she opened the closet with the key, changed into the dress, and left the key to the closet on the lock, along with the key to the dormitory.

The reason was that when Rong Jing asked, she would have an excuse to stay in the Internet cafe and make Rong Jing miss her.

Apparently, someone used the key on the lock to open her closet and took out the curling iron. As for the fire, I don't know if it was a deliberate frame-up or a pure mistake.

The key should still be in the ruins now. As long as she tells it, everyone will know that she did not return to the dormitory last night, and she will not cause a fire with the curling iron.

Although staying out at night is also against the rules, it is far less serious than burning a dormitory.

However, she couldn't speak.

There are surveillance cameras all around the campus. After telling her, the school will investigate her whereabouts last night. It's nothing to find out that she entered the Internet cafe. The key is that she was pulled out by Rong Jing when she left. Later, the two of them entered the hotel together. This is unclear.

We can't involve him.

Su Luo took a deep breath, and after thinking for a long time, she could only accept the loss of being dumb.

Chen Cuijiao stood there expressionlessly, but she was very nervous and didn't dare to look at Su Luo.

She knew that Su Luo had a curling iron, and she was running for a scholarship today. She originally planned to use it secretly and return it, but she actually forgot to pull out the latch, and the iron piece of the curling iron pressed against the curtains, causing a fire.

If the school finds out about this, not only will her bursary be lost, but she will also be criticized in a report. Everyone will know that she has moved into someone else's locker without permission. How can she see people after this?

Chen Cuijiao gritted her teeth and made up her mind that she would not admit anything they said. There was no evidence anyway.

After a while, seeing that they were all silent and not talking, and someone had to stand up and take responsibility for this matter, the counselor pressed the twitching eyebrows, handed the phone to Su Luo, and said in a cold tone:

"Call your parents."

Su Luo was silent and didn't answer.

The sun shines through the glass on the girl's fair face, staring at her skin that is as breakable as a boiled egg. The counselor who was not around for a long time was stabbed in the heart, and his tone became even more impatient:

"Hurry up. Everyone's time is precious. Don't tell me that your parents are not in the country and can't take care of you. I've heard this kind of prevarication too many times."

As she said that, she shook the phone in her hand, but Su Luo still didn't answer it.

"I said, what's going on with you kid? Do you still have some tutoring? Is it because no one has taught you..."

The counselor's heart was filled with fire, and she began to whisper loudly and loudly at Su Luo. Her voice was loud, and the rough sound was like an old bellows, which spread into the corridor.

After a while, a deep voice came over:

"what happened?"

It was lunch break, and Rong Jing was about to go downstairs home with the folder in his arms when he vaguely heard someone calling Su Luo's name, so he looked for her.

Then, he saw his little girl standing there with her head held high and her chest puffed out, being scolded without saying a word, with a stubborn look on her face.

Seeing that it was the young and handsome Professor Rong, the counselor quickly arranged his hair, changed his face as fast as turning the pages of a book, and smiled:
"Students nowadays are not very obedient, and their attitude is quite arrogant when they make mistakes."

Then, the incident was repeated again with added detail.

Rong Jing frowned, looked at the photos of the scene on the table, and then looked at the curling iron on the table. The evidence was conclusive. He lowered his head to look at Su Luo and asked lightly:

"Don't you know this is illegal use of electrical appliances?"

Su Luo, who had been read by the old witch for an hour without even frowning, heard his words, her eyes turned red and her guard was broken.

After a while, she suddenly raised her head and looked at him with disappointment and aggrieved eyes:
"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it?"

Rong Jing felt soft, ignored other people's gazes, bent slightly, and looked at her level:
"If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and you must take responsibility as a human being."

His tone when he said this was quite gentle. Su Luo also knew that he didn't understand the cause and effect, and she also planned to admit it.

However, Rong Jing's reaction was far from what she expected from a hero saving a beauty. She suddenly became confused and didn't want to see him again.

She just ran out. Before going out, she secretly stuffed her mobile phone into Xu Zhihan's pocket under the cover of her desk.

Xu Zhihan was stunned, and while everyone's attention was not on her, she quickly glanced at the screen. Xu Zhihan's eyes lit up, and she ran out with the excuse of a stomachache.

She ran out of the teaching building as quickly as the wind, and entered the student union of the administrative building. She took a deep breath and raised her voice, "Excuse me, who is the head of the life department? I have something urgent!"

The thin man raised his head and frowned: "I am, are you looking for me?"

Xu Zhihan nodded and said quickly: "My roommate was unjustly accused and burned down the dormitory. I want to see the bed check record this morning."

The thin man's heart skipped a beat. The living department was also responsible for the fire in the dormitory. He quickly asked about the situation: "Which one did you sleep in? Who is your roommate? You are so courageous!"

"Stop talking and look at the bed check records, Area A, 304."

The thin man quickly pulled out the information, and then he was stunned: "When I checked the bed at eight o'clock in the morning, it also showed that the housekeeping was excellent and there were no illegal electrical appliances."

Xu Zhihan felt happy and quickly pulled him out: "Let's go, come with me to the instructor's office and bring the information. Now Su Luo is saved."

"Who are you talking about?"

Lu Chengchuan's voice sounded behind him,
"Su Luo from the Physics Department? I'll go with you."

Seeing Xu Zhihan stunned on the spot, Lu Chengchuan urged impatiently:
"Hurry up."

"……oh oh."

Before the teachers had their lunch break, the two of them sent the information over. The counselor took it and looked at it, with a solemn expression on his face, and said that the matter would be handed over to the Discipline Inspection Department for investigation and that they should go back first.

As soon as Xu Zhihan came out, her phone was vibrating. Only then did she realize that Su Luo's phone was still with her. Xu Zhihan answered the call and Rong Jing's voice came out:
"What about her?"

Su Luo just ran out and was gone when he chased her out.

Xu Zhihan thought that Professor Rong was Su Luo's professional course teacher after all, so he must not leave a bad impression, so he told the whole story of the incident, including the bedtime records.

On the other side of the phone, Rong Jing was silent for a while, then hung up the phone, almost overwhelmed by the guilt in his heart.

Throughout the afternoon, the students in the next class noticed that Professor Rong's complexion was a little uneasy, and his mind was distracted from time to time while writing on the blackboard, which was abnormal.

After spending an afternoon in a daze, he finally made it to get off work. There was no message in his address book, so he entered the villa area anxiously.

It started to rain lightly in the sky. Rong Jing parked the car and turned off the engine. As soon as he got out, he found a slender figure squatting on the steps.

Hearing the noise, the girl raised her head buried between her knees. She was wet all over, and looked at him with a pair of wet eyes. Her eyelashes were drooped like a small fan, and she looked heavy as if she had absorbed ink. Jing's heart suddenly clenched.

He strode over, took her wrist and entered the room, just after closing the door and before turning on the light, a ball of softness stuck to her from behind.

In the darkness, the fragrance of gardenias carried the cool breath of rain. Two soft arms wrapped around his waist, and Su Luo's muffled voice came from behind:

"Rong Jing, you bully me..."

She called his name again.

The girl's soft voice was filled with tears. Rong Jing's back stiffened. He was about to turn around but was firmly fixed by the other party, preventing him from moving.

"…You have to make it up to me."

As she spoke, she held the hem of his shirt and walked around to him, staring at him with straight and clear eyes.

Gradually, she got closer, stood on tiptoe, and gently pressed a kiss on the man's chin.

Rong Jing was stunned.

　Male protagonist: What should I do?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)