Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 718: That Unromantic Student Council President (16)

As dusk fell, Zhao Eyun looked toward the furious Song Zhishu.

She must have slept all afternoon, because when he glanced over from the classroom, he couldn't see her face at all.

Come to think of it, up to the last meeting on March 18th, she had been late for lunch and late for mornings for a total of 36 days, which is a real number. Song Zhishu likes to eat, sleep, and exercise; she's a well-rounded little idiot.

When she entered the school gate at noon today, her complexion was already terrible. It's hard to imagine what kind of intense resentment she must have felt when she got up to devise an exercise plan for him. By the time we met and she had had a good nap, her unapproachable expression had barely improved. But then she stood there waiting for him for a long time, and then inexplicably listened to his words, which were hard for her to understand.

Well, anyone would be angry, let alone Miss Song, who has been pampered since childhood and has a fiery temper.

She didn't give him a side kick, which really surprised him.

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 3, current affection level is 25]

[Ding? Target's corruption value -10, current corruption value 95]

“I’m sorry,” Zhao Eyun’s softened voice was hard to refuse. He stepped forward and handed her the paper in his hand: “I said it in a moment of impulse. If you’re angry, Song, I’ll buy you some water.”

Song Zhishu said irritably, "You're poorer than my dog, forget it." "What you said, Song, is so hurtful," Zhao Eyun said dejectedly, picking up the schoolbag on the stool next to her. The sudden weight made her grunt a little, "I can still afford a bottle of water."

"And I'm very curious about what kind of dog Song's family has, who is even more skilled at begging than He and richer than me."

Song Zhishu twitched the corner of her lips, the impatience in her eyes gradually subsiding, and replied, "It's a good eater."

"Oh, so it really is Song's dog."

Song Zhishu's eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of pride, her irritability subsided a bit, and after saying "Let's go," she took a step ahead. After walking a few steps, she still didn't see Zhao Eyun, so she turned around again and saw Zhao Eyun carrying her schoolbag and walking with some difficulty.

"........."

She was speechless.

"I had a lot of homework today, and my schoolbag is a bit heavy," Zhao Eyun explained gently when she saw her face fall again. "I walk a little slowly, so Song can go ahead first."

Song didn't reply, but walked towards him silently.

Zhao Eyun remained calm, regulating his breathing as he watched the young girl approaching in the setting sun, her hair fluttering like gold. A few thoughts occasionally crossed his mind, but they all seemed to be the same: Could she be here to share his hardships and walk with him?

It's unlikely. At his slow pace, she wouldn't be able to stay with him for long. She'd probably just stand by and leave gracefully.

Thinking this, he saw Song Zhishu standing in front of him.

As he wished, Song Zhishu indeed had no intention of sharing his hardships. In the midst of their sparks, she reached out and grabbed the heavy schoolbag that was pressing down on Zhao Yeyun's nose, and with a little effort, slung it over her own schoolbag which was already on her shoulder.

After carrying him on her back, seemingly unable to believe that such a weight could make Zhao Eyun groan, Song Zhishu jumped around on her back for a while before finally stopping. She looked at Zhao Eyun with pity, turned around and left, leaving behind the words: "Zhao Eyun, you'd better give me some proper training."

"..."

Zhao Eyun: Shocked

He knew his health was poor, but he really didn't expect it to be this bad compared to Song Zhishu.

Seeing that she had already slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked quite a distance away, Zhao Eyun hurriedly chased after her, her back view somewhat rushed: "Song classmate... you should just give it back to me, don't tire yourself out."

Song Zhishu looked at him suspiciously, and said arrogantly, "With a backpack that light, you think you can tire me out?"

"..."

But there are people outside the school gate!

Their school was located on the most bustling street in the area, with a high level of commercial development. The street was lined with shops of all kinds, and it was always crowded with people after school, mostly students. Plus, there were often friends meeting up, so even more people recognized them at the entrance. His goal was to let them see that he and Song Zhishu had a close relationship, but given their current demeanor, he thought he might need to try to change things.

Finally, Song Zhishu, annoyed by his persistence, said "pretentious" in annoyance and threw her schoolbag at him.

Zhao Eyun thought this was alright, at least it was much better than him being empty-handed. But when he weighed the contents in his hands, he found it hard to believe.

It also

Too light...?

He carefully slung Song Zhishu's schoolbag over his shoulder. Even this small movement made him cough three times, but he still asked, "What's in Song's schoolbag?"

Song Zhishu glanced at it, thought for a moment, and replied perfunctorily, "Electronic products, cosmetics."

Zhao Eyun didn't bother asking why there were no books; it would be pointless to ask anyway.

“I really wonder how you’ve survived this long,” Song Zhishu suddenly said, shaking her head. “You’re so frail.”

"lucky."

He narrowed his eyes, smiled as he answered, but a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

because

The evil lives on for a thousand years!

When the two of them came out, the people at the door all glanced at them. Some were secretly amazed, some still couldn't believe it, and some even felt jealous. Everyone had their own thoughts, which Song Zhishu couldn't control.

She walked through the bustling crowd, her gaze casually skipping over a couple kissing, and asked, "Would you like some milk tea?"

"I've never had it."

Song Zhishu: —_— "What do you want to do in the future?" Song Zhishu seemed extremely bored, asking whatever came to mind. Zhao Eyun answered every question, replying, "As long as I don't starve to death."

"How unambitious!" Song Zhishu said angrily, "You better be more successful in the future, otherwise how will you treat me to a life of luxury! Do you even know how heavy your responsibilities are!"

Come to think of it, is your ideal of simply wanting to live a life of luxury really so noble? And you even have the audacity to criticize him.

However, it would be a miracle if Zhao Eyun got angry. On the contrary, he enjoyed watching Miss Song get desperate and furious over the smallest things; it was very stress-relieving.

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 2, current affection level is 27]

He narrowed his eyes with a barely perceptible sense of pleasure, and asked in a questioning tone, "Classmate Song, we shouldn't have been in contact for that long, right?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhishu, who was walking in front of him, was stunned for a moment, then slumped down, lost in thought.

She stopped, glanced back at him with an ambiguous look, opened her mouth as if to speak, but then snorted coldly and strode forward again, her words filled with layers of nonchalance and arrogance: "Of course not, this young lady will find a friend who can take me to eat and drink better when the time comes."