TL: Qian
ED: Eruditellyryc
PR: ZhenZhen
QC: Qian
《 Campus Chapter: The Cold Scholar 》
“Wuwu, Xixi, I’m so thirsty.”
With her head buzzing, dizzy and swelling, You-You licked her dry lips with the tip of her tongue and opened her eyes reluctantly.
The first thing she saw was the hot sun hanging high in the sky, and You-You’s nose twitched at the smell of grass and earth, which was a bit astringent.
【 This body has heat stroke. 】
【 Host, Xixi will now transmit the original host’s memory, the world’s data, and mission content to you, please bear with me for a while. 】
【It’ll be quick, just a minute. 】
Xixi’s gentle voice made You-You more determined to earn points. She grasped the grass in her hand, silently enduring the pounding in her brain. After a minute, You-You’s forehead was sweating.
“My task is to earn Mu Qing-Xue’s favor?”
Uncertainly muttering the text on the task panel, You-You was dizzy from the sun and almost absent-minded. She wriggled and tried to get up from the ground, but found herself weak and unable to stand up after several attempts.
Having embarrassed herself, You-You was now on the verge of tears.
According to memory, the original owner of this body skipped class, and at this time of day, no one would wander around the campus casually.
“Xixi, I think I am going to die of heat stroke.”
If no one finds her, she will surely die.
【The female lead is here, the host can ask her for help. 】
Female Lead Mu Qing-Xue? Which personality will she like? A White lotus, Little Lord, Woody, Green Tea or Cold? …With a flushed face, You-You listened carefully to her surroundings. Sure enough, intermittent footsteps came after a few seconds.
There’s someone coming. You-You turned her head and looked at the sound source urgently, looking up, then higher, and nearly got lost in a cold, bottomless pool.
This is Mu Qing-Xue?
You-You was a little surprised.
Unlike the thin pictures in the memory fragments, the real Mu Qing-Xue is more beautiful and colder. When she realizes that this person is the one she wants to leave a good impression on, You-You’s face becomes even redder, full of embarrassment and shame.
The soft and delicate girl lay on the green grass; even in ordinary school uniform, it was difficult to hide her beauty. Mu Qing-Xue’s eyes faintly lingered on the girl’s red face and exposed slender waist for a few more moments. Mu Qing-Xue pursed her lips, and a gloomy light passed through her eyes silently.
“Bai You-You, what are you doing here.”
With a rigid voice, it seems that this person is inaccessible like the legend; she is a lonely cold scholar.
Without discovering Mu Qing-Xue’s veiled look, You-You stubbornly gestured to Mu Qingxue to look up at the hot, poisonous sun in the sky.
“I accidentally fell asleep here, and then got heat stroke.”
Sniffling, You-You looked at Mu Qing-Xue pitifully.
“Mu Qing-Xue help me up, I don’t have the strength now, it’s so uncomfortable.”
Mu Qingxue: “….”
She wants to help her, only, she wants to ravage her more, what to do?