Genius of the Rules-Style System

Chapter 506: Chapter 301: Returning to Normal is the Most Important_2

"Impressive kid, you’ve got potential!" Qian Zhijin couldn’t help but admire.

"Pfft!"

"Hahahaha~~~"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The dormitory supervisor was somewhat at a loss, staring at Li Renzhe for a while before deciding to commit his face to memory.

A group of professors walked in.

Fan Lei quickly switched his computer screen to the desktop, stood up with a smile on his face, realizing the situation likely involved Zhao Yi.

Meng Zheng was a bit slow to react and socially awkward, he just closed his magazine and looked around.

"Please, have a seat."

Fan Lei turned his chair around, then moved the chairs of Li Renzhe and Zhao Yi over, gesturing, "Sit, please, have a seat."

Qian Zhijin knew Fan Lei and Li Renzhe, so he introduced the others. Then, Zhou Li asked, "During the National Day holiday, Zhao Yi was playing games with you guys in the dorm, right?"

"Yes." Fan Lei nodded.

"For how long?" Zhou Li asked seriously.

Fan Lei knew they had played for three days, about seven or eight hours each day, but he didn’t think he should tell the truth. He pretended to think for a moment before saying, "Three days, just played for a little while in the afternoon and evening."

"I don’t think so!"

Zhou Li frowned, "I heard Zhao Yi was still playing at one o’clock in the morning."

"That happened once."

Fan Lei nodded in admission, "We were too engrossed in the game and lost track of time."

Zhou Li gave Fan Lei a scrutinizing look, then burst out laughing, shaking his head helplessly, "You’re too slick, no point asking you." He turned to Li Renzhe, "I feel like you are more...cough cough, you tell us!"

I am...what?

Li Renzhe felt like an arrow had struck his heart, he nodded with some frustration and resignation, "What do you want to ask, Professor Zhou?"

"During the National Day holiday, did Zhao Yi do any research?"

"That, um..."

Zhou Li added, "Reading? Studying? Even just doing homework, reading textbooks counts."

Li Renzhe thought for a moment, then said, "No." He quickly sensed Fan Lei’s disapproval, so he quickly changed his answer, "But just because I didn’t see it doesn’t mean he wasn’t reading. We don’t spend all our time together."

"..."

Fan Lei facepalmed.

Zhou Li laughed, looking at Li Renzhe, then turned to leave the dorm.

Wei Shiqing didn’t follow, instead he stayed behind, lambasting Li Renzhe, "I swear, it’s you two leading Zhao Yi astray! The one over there, stop laughing!"

He quickly shifted his glare towards Meng Zheng who had been sitting on the sidelines the whole time.

"Just now, they, at least, tried to cover up for him. But look at you, just sitting there laughing, enjoying the show!"

"I’m telling you, if Zhao Yi gets corrupted by them, forget about graduating!"

"--!"

Wei Shiqing walked out as well.

Meng Zheng sat dumbstruck for a long time, unsure of how to react.

Why?

What is the connection between him not graduating and Fan Lei and Li Renzhe leading Zhao Yi astray?

What does this have to do with him?

...

The group of professors exited together, heading towards the faculty housing.

Arriving at the base of the faculty housing building, they felt somewhat conflicted. It’d be the worst course of action for all of them to go together and lecture Zhao Yi. That would surely make him resentful.

What should we do?

"Where’s Qian Hong?" Liu Guangzuo quickly thought of the perfect person for the job.

"Yeah!"

"Let Qian Hong check on Zhao Yi first, see if he’s sleeping or doing something else, so we can decide whether or not to go over."

Qian Hong was quickly found.

After listening to the professors, she didn’t object. She understood it was out of concern for Zhao Yi. She went to check Zhao Yi’s dormitory.

"Knock, knock!"

Qian Hong gently knocked a few times. After waiting for a while without any response, she tried the doorknob, surprised to find it unlocked.

"Didn’t lock the door? Probably forgot." Qian Hong slightly pushed the door open, peeked inside and saw a figure lying on the bed. It had to be Zhao Yi.

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Qian Hong hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked in. Her eyes glanced over the drafts on the desk—she could tell they were complex calculations, but she was unable to understand the specifics.

She simply went over to the bed and found Zhao Yi indeed in a deep sleep.

"Should I wake him up? Never mind, he must be tired... "

"Still, it’s the first time I’ve seen him sleeping. He looks a little handsome." Qian Hong felt a flutter in her heart, a smile appeared on her lips. She picked up a colored pencil from the desk, made her way to the bed and gently sat on the edge.

She stared at Zhao Yi’s sleeping face, slowly moving the pencil closer and closer.

Just then, Zhao Yi seemed to be having a pleasant dream, a smile spread across his face. He stretched languidly, then pulled Qian Hong into his arms, with his right leg casually thrown across hers.

Qian Hong found herself being used as a human pillow, his body pressing down on hers. The awkwardness of the situation made her blush, not knowing how to react.

"Did he wake up?"

"No, he must still be sleeping..."

"Like this...if I wake him up, it’ll be so embarrassing!"

"That said...his arms are actually quite comfortable."

Qian Hong didn’t know what to do, so she simply waited for an opportunity to escape, deciding to enjoy the moment.

Maybe Zhao Yi’s arms were too comfortable, she unknowingly fell asleep too.