University is different from high school, with supervisors taking a much more hands-off approach and relying on students’ self-discipline.
Although some teachers take roll call, students can have someone else call out ’here’ for them, and, if they can manage not to fail the final assessment, or simply don’t care, they can also choose not to attend classes.
Skipping class is a common occurrence for college students, but eventually, this behavior is not good.
Liu Yu’s shout was deliberate, aiming to tarnish Lin Baici’s image in the eyes of others, and leave a stain on his reputation.
Lin Baici frowned. He had been about to sneak out the back door when he heard this, but instead, he straightened up and looked towards Liu Yu.
In that moment, Lin Baici’s gaze was sharp as a knife.
Liu Yu shivered, taken aback by the pressure in Lin Baici’s stare, feeling as if preyed upon by a ferocious beast.
It reminded him of when he was a child, encountering a big, black dog in a narrow alley. Though he wasn’t bitten, he never took that route again.
"Old White, aren’t you having stomach trouble? Go on then!"
Qian Jiahui spoke up, "When the teacher returns, I’ll ask for leave for you!"
"Liu Yu, you really are a meddler. Does Old White need to report to you when he’s got a stomachache and needs to use the toilet?"
Zhang Zhixu showed contempt. Liu Yu was someone you couldn’t get along with!
In front of the whole classroom of two classes, to talk about skipping class—what was he trying to do?
It was lucky that the teacher had gone to the restroom to smoke. Had he been playing with his phone in the hallway, Liu Yu’s remark would’ve put Lin Baici under the teacher’s scrutiny, and he would’ve had no chance to skip class again.
Unless he didn’t care about his grade in that course.
Liu Yu didn’t expect Qian Jiahui to take the fall for Lin Baici willingly, and Zhang Zhixu’s words were so rude they made him lose face.
What’s so great about Lin Baici?
My dad is a division head!
Liu Yu couldn’t understand why Qian Jiahui was so nice to Lin Baici. Given their family backgrounds, he should be the one more worthy of being befriended.
"Liu Yu, watch your mouth. Mind your own business regarding my affairs. You’re not qualified!"
Lin Baici’s tone was icy. After speaking, he nodded at Qian Jiahui, then left the classroom. He didn’t leave right away but went to find the teacher to ask for leave.
Liu Yu hung his head low, pretending to read a book. This time, he tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing his rice.
Lin Baici left campus and took a taxi straight to Haijing Medical University. On the way, he received a WeChat message from Gu Qingxiang.
Gu Qingxiang: Do you have time tonight? I’m making dumplings. Come over and have some?
Lin Baici had planned to stay at the medical university until the next morning, but upon hearing this, he immediately changed his mind.
Lin Baici replied. The advisor’s homemade dumplings were to be devoured by the plateful.
During lunch, the girls gathered together, naturally discussing Lin Baici.
"So our class president can get angry too!"
Liu Zilu remembered Lin Baici’s stern expression that morning as he looked at Liu Yu and felt a flutter of excitement: "So manly!"
"Looks like you’re into the domineering CEO type!"
Zhou Zhou teased, "Too bad Lin Baici isn’t wealthy. His threats are just bluster without any real power!"
Ji Xinyan glanced at Zhou Zhou.
Are you talking about a different Lin Baici?
Classmate Zhou, you’re going to suffer in the future with that vision for men!
Ji Xinyan wanted to tell Zhou Zhou, do you know why Qian Jiahui stood up for Lin Baici? If you could figure it out, you wouldn’t dare look down on Lin Baici anymore.
"I heard Liu Yu’s father is a civil servant, and his position is not low!"
"Heard? More like Liu Yu intentionally let that slip, right?"
Ji Xinyan was disdainful. The term had just started a month ago, and people were not well acquainted, so how could such gossip spread? Obviously, Liu Yu had purposefully leaked it.
The boy was unremarkable in appearance, but he had deep schemes.
"What about Lin Baici?"
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"Don’t know, but judging by his clothes, his family seems just average!"
Liu Zilu, who often browsed Xiaohongshu (a social media platform), recognized the upscale brands of clothing and bags. Although some students had these items, they weren’t necessarily rich as they could’ve bought them on credit, but the ones without them certainly weren’t from wealthy families.
Pei Fei remembered the two Disneyland tickets that Lin Baici had readily agreed to provide, suddenly feeling that they were hot to the touch.
Could they have been bought with money he earned from a part-time job?
Then I better not accept them.
Considering how casually Lin Baici agreed, the money must have come easily, right?
Pei Fei felt a bit confused, but she still sent Lin Baici a message.
Pei Fei: I’ll take good care of the class fund. About the tickets, never mind; I’m not interested in Disneyland.
Lin Baici, baffled at the Medical University’s campus, wondered: What does this mean?
Pei Fei: Thanks for your kind offer, class president.
Lin Baici: If you’re not into going out, then let’s eat instead. Western or Chinese cuisine? You choose, I’ll make the reservation.
Pei Fei: No need! No need at all!
Lin Baici didn’t want to dilly-dally: Then we’ll have Western cuisine. I’ll reserve a table for you at White Deer Lane, it’s a dinner for two, bring a friend with you.
Lin Baici knew that girls loved these things, or to be precise, they loved to take photos and post on social media.
And as for this restaurant, he had dined there with Kim Myungjin before.
Lin Baici: I’m busy; let’s not discuss this now. Dinner is set for next Sunday!
Pei Fei: Class president, there’s no need, you’re too kind.
Pei Fei sent several messages and, noticing that Lin Baici had not replied, became a bit anxious. It seemed as though she was exploiting his generosity.