Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 215 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (42)

When Zhao Zhao saw Ai Wen making sarcastic remarks, she turned her head and looked at him with a smile. Their eyes met, and Ai Wen had a bad feeling because he had never smiled at him so gently before.

He swallowed hard and asked, "What...what are you going to do?"

"My phone was confiscated by the head of the teaching department, I..." Before he could finish speaking, Evan immediately stood up, his reaction even stronger than when his own phone was confiscated, "Why did Song the Skinflint confiscate your phone for no reason!"

His voice was a bit loud, and some classmates looked over. Zhao Zhao quickly pulled him to sit down, saying, "Shh, keep your voice down."

Evan sat down, then said angrily, "Don't worry, I'll get it back for you later."

"No need." Zhao Zhao lazily propped her chin up. "The phone is broken, there's no point in getting it back."

Hearing this, Ai Wen was even more shocked. Even He Qinglin, who was doing his homework behind him, looked up. "No, you two got into a fight? He hit you? He smashed your phone?" Given Song Bapi's temper, it was quite possible that he did it. The more he thought about it, the colder his face became.

Zhao Zhao quickly explained, "No, no, no, the director is very nice. He even let me watch cartoons. My phone just broke by accident."

"Oh."

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao couldn't bear to tease him anymore, but to her surprise, Ai Wen actually raised his hand and threw the phone to her.

Zhao Zhao looked up in surprise, only to see Ai Wen laughing and saying, "Go ahead and play. I knew what you were going to do as soon as you said it."

Don't let his carefree attitude fool you; he actually sees things very clearly. He seems to be laughing all the time because he doesn't want to think about them.

Zhao Zhao felt a warmth in her heart; these two main characters are truly heartwarming.

The two main characters in the main storyline are now developing feelings for each other. Next, there's another main character whose relationship is still strained. It seems we need to get them together soon.

When Zhao Zhao got home from school today, he retrieved his cracked phone from the head teacher. Using Evan's phone, he took a picture of the broken phone and immediately asked Evan to send it to him.

“Of course.” Evan grinned, snatched the phone, hugged Zhao Zhao, and quickly pressed the shutter button, capturing a photo of them together with this beautiful afternoon.

"Haha, not bad, I'll mercifully send you this one too."

Zhao Zhao nodded proudly and pointed to He Qinglin beside her, saying, "Let's take another one, the three of us."

Evan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay." Zhao Zhao really doesn't want to ignore anyone, good girl~

After being stared at by his mother's loving smile for a while, Zhao Zhao felt a chill and slapped him across the face. "Wake up!"

Good, Evan snapped out of his daze, his face full of resentment. He had thought he was being obedient.

Zhao Zhao ignored him, took He Qinglin's hand, and the three of them gathered together again to take this photo.

The moment he pressed the camera button, He Qinglin, who always had a stern face, gently curled the corners of his lips. It was subtle, but it made people feel very gentle.

Gentle—this word is rarely used to describe He Qinglin, but it was Zhao Zhao's first impression when she saw this photo.

Afterwards, on his way home, Zhao Zhao bought a new phone. After logging into his account and password, he posted a photo of his cracked phone screen in the family group chat, along with a "poor cat" emoji.

Knowing they wouldn't reply so quickly, he didn't wait for a message.

She called Ye Xi over again, and Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "I know you are very capable."

Ye Xi sensed something was wrong, but forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Young Master Yu."

Zhao Zhao smiled happily, "The self-criticism you wrote for me last time was very good, so... could you write me another one this time?"

He stared at her intently, and Ye Xi, unable to refuse, agreed.

"That's great, I'll tell my brother about it later."

"Also, I've sent you the content and requirements for the self-examination."

The familiar dialogue, the familiar self-criticism—Ye Xi was numb. Without saying a word, she picked up her pen and got to work.

Zhao Zhao was very satisfied.