Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

(Words for reviewers: The male and female protagonists are not related by blood. The female protagonist is not married to the male protagonist’s father. They were just in a relationship and it ended afterwards. She was not with the male protagonist when they were in a relationship. She and the male protagonist are not in the same household registration book. Please let this go!)

"Wei Che, there is something I don't quite understand, can you help me figure out what's going on?"

While listening to people answering questions, Ren Qiaoyin secretly glanced at the young man next to her who was looking at the data carefully, and a blush appeared on her face.

Jiang Weiche, a graduate student one year younger than her, is more valued by his tutor than them.

Not only does he have excellent grades and a quick mind, he is also gentle, handsome and elegant.

In addition, she also heard that this junior student came from a wealthy family, and even the simple white shirt and black trousers he was wearing were extremely smooth and delicate in texture, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary items.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the laboratory, he received a lot of favor from senior and junior students.

Like many people, she also liked him a little, but it had nothing to do with his looks or family background, but because he stood up for her when she was about to be reprimanded by her tutor for being careless and making mistakes in data.

Jiang Weiche's back doesn't look as obviously strong as a fitness man, but it gives her a full sense of security.

"Sister Ren, do you understand?"

The clear voice of the young man awakened the quiet girl who was in a daze. Ren Qiaoyin looked at his understanding gaze, feeling a little embarrassed, and said:

"Listen...I understand."

The stuttering voice clearly didn't mean that he understood, and Jiang Weiche didn't want to ask any further questions.

He returned the data file to Ren Qiaoyin and continued to focus on his research.

In fact, this person is not as gentle as outsiders see him. Although he is responsive to others and things, he has a sense of distance in his heart that others cannot enter.

The laboratory became quiet again.

After a while, the door was pushed open and a senior brother who had slipped away early to have lunch came back.

As soon as he came back, with a clear goal in mind, he trotted a few steps to Jiang Weiche's side and tried to pat his shoulder.

Jiang Weiche dodged and his senior brother didn't notice it. He just thought that he was not paying attention and missed.

He made a weird and funny expression with his eyebrows and eyes, and said in a loud voice:

"Wei Che, someone is looking for you, it's a beautiful lady~oh~"

"Li Fan, what are you talking about!"

Before Jiang Weiche opened his mouth, Ren Qiaoyin couldn't stand the teasing of others, especially the teasing between men and women, so he questioned his senior brother Li Fan.

"Oh, I'm not wrong. There is a beautiful lady waiting for Wei Che at the entrance of our teaching building. She even asked me to call Wei Che. She is indeed a beautiful lady, her voice is so nice."

Li Fan shrugged indifferently, with a silly smile on his face, as if he was recalling the conversation with the beautiful lady.

"you!"

Ren Qiaoyin was a little angry and wanted to continue talking about Li Fan, but then she heard Jiang Weiche's clear voice:

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, brother."

After saying that, he walked out of the laboratory, leaving Qiao Yin feeling depressed in the laboratory.

After going downstairs and reaching the door, Jiang Weiche's eyes were attracted by the figure of a woman leaning against a thick stone pillar.

Her long, smooth black hair was casually draped over her back, her waist was as slender as if one hand could hold it, and her lavender long skirt curved around her graceful figure, revealing a small section of her calves as white as jade.

Without looking at the face, just the back view attracted the attention of a large number of students passing by.

She should be the beauty Li Fan mentioned.

Jiang Weiche confirmed it in his mind, walked a few steps slowly towards the woman, and stopped about 1.5 meters away.

Not too far, not too close, is the social distance between us and outsiders.

"Are you looking for me?"

The woman turned around slowly, Jiang Weiche's pupils shrank, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

What Li Fan said was not an exaggeration at all, she was indeed a great beauty.

The delicate facial features are vivid and picturesque, the small face is as smooth as jade, and the eyes are moving, just like a peerless beauty painted by the ancients walking out of a painting.

She looked young, perhaps eighteen or nineteen, but had a slender figure. Her slender fingers were like the tips of fresh bamboo shoots. Every part of her body was delicate and beautiful to the extreme.

What’s even more amazing is that such a beautiful person has eyes as clear and innocent as spring water that is not tainted by dust, and as pure as a child, which makes her even more attractive.

But how attractive she was had nothing to do with him.

Putting aside the amazement when they first met, Jiang Weiche immediately regained his calm and indifferent look, looking at her indifferently, as if silently asking about her intentions.

"Wei Che, you're here."

Seeing the handsome young man who looked exactly the same as the one in the phone, Zhu Huayan was very happy. She held up a black thermos bucket with both hands and looked very familiar.

"I heard that graduate students have a hard time. Your dad said you haven't been home for a while. So I brought you some pork rib soup that I cooked myself. It's very nourishing."

The beautiful woman did not directly state her identity, but brought up her father to pressure him.

Jiang Weiche's mouth curled up into a playful smile: My dad? Could it be another daughter of his good friend? He even personally cooked the pork rib soup, matchmaking, how boring.

He was not interested and was ready to send her away by saying something casually, without even thinking of taking the pork rib soup.

"Thank you, I don't need it."

Zhu Huayan seemed not to notice his disgust, or, even if she did, she didn't care, and continued talking and making her request.

"Here, I heard from the boy who called you just now that you probably haven't had lunch yet. Your dad will be worried if you get a stomachache from being hungry. By the way, do you have time tonight? Come back home. Your dad said he wants to talk to you about something in the evening."

The look in her eyes when she looked at him was a little strange, like the kindness of an elder.

Jiang Weiche couldn't help but shudder and calmed himself down.

How could a girl younger than me look like this? Maybe I was just dazzled and saw things wrongly.

While he was concentrating on his own thoughts, Zhu Huayan directly stuffed the black thermos into his arms, then turned and left, leaving no chance for him to refuse.

"Heh, interesting."

Jiang Weiche changed his mind. He wanted to go home tonight to see what his father and this woman were up to.

Driven by curiosity, he opened the thermos that was stuffed into his hands.

Yellow corn, orange carrots, piled-up pork ribs, and a bit of chopped green onions floating on the soup are colorful and taste tempting just by looking at them.

"Corn and pork ribs soup? Looks good."

Having said that, Jiang Weiche had no intention of tasting it. He closed the lid of the barrel and twisted it.

"Clap."

The full thermos bucket fell from his hand and hit the trash can at the entrance of the teaching building.

……

“The new world is somewhat magical!”

Before entering the world, Li Mo could not help but sigh after receiving the original owner's memories in advance.

Lamps that can illuminate a room without fire, cars that can be driven without animals or people, a variety of delicious foods with different flavors, and cosmetics that can beautify the face...

These are things that Li Mo has never come into contact with.