Chapter 152 is all about Bian Ji's jinx.

After having lunch at Bian Ji's place, Lu Yinzhao returned to school.

Bian Ji originally wanted to give her a gift, but Lu Yinzhao strongly refused.

Bian Ji is now a popular new singer, and his every move when he goes out is under the spotlight.

Lu Yinzhao certainly doesn't want someone to take photos of her secretly and post them online.

Moreover, he really needs some time to calmly process what happened today.

Even after walking quite a distance from the residential area, Lu Yinzhao's face was still slightly flushed.

The images that flashed through my mind that morning.

Lu Yinzhao thought with shame that he was actually savoring that domineering and passionate kiss from Bian Ji.

This is my first kiss in two lifetimes!

Lu Yinzhao returned to his dormitory with a flushed face. His roommates were all taking a nap, so he also walked quietly.

Lu Yinzhao also had classes in the afternoon, but he wasn't sleepy at all and didn't want to rest.

He's currently experiencing a surge in dopamine and adrenaline, and is incredibly excited.

Unable to expend his energy, he even swept the entire dormitory room, then sat back down at his desk, wiping the computer and touching the camera.

"Xiao Lu, when did you get back? I didn't hear you at all." Xu Zishi poked his head out from the top bunk with messy hair.

"You guys should hurry up and get some more sleep. You can sleep for another ten minutes. I'll come wake you up when it's time," Lu Yinzhao said, glancing at the time on her phone.

"Didn't you rest?"

"No, but I'm not sleepy. I slept well last night, and I didn't have any classes this morning, unlike you guys who have a full schedule today. You guys are more tired."

"Great, when will you let me only have half-day classes on Mondays too... I'm going to sleep a little longer, thanks, Xiaolu."

Xu Zishi mumbled a few words and then fell asleep again.

[Zhaozhao]: I'm at the dorm, I'm going to class soon. [Happy/R]

[Bian Ji]: Hmm, I'm going to work soon too. I won't be here tomorrow, so you don't need to come over.

【Zhaozhao】: Oh, okay then.

[Bian Ji]: Why do I sound a little disappointed? If you want to see me, I'll give you an address.

[Zhao Zhao]: Who wants to see you? Go do your own thing! [Golden Toast Roaring.jpg]

【Bian Ji】: [Pat head/R]

Lu Yinzhao himself didn't realize that he was smiling broadly at the screen.

He thought for a moment and changed Bian Ji's nickname to "Boyfriend".

No, no, that's too high-profile. If someone accidentally sees it, I'll have to explain, which is troublesome.

I deleted those three words and retyped 【阿悸哥哥】.

At school, this note is safer.

After lunch break, Lu Yinzhao woke up her roommate and prepared her textbooks for her major courses before going to class.

Lu Yinzhao had a photography history and sketching class in the afternoon, so she went to the large classroom and found a seat in the back row.

He had studied the history of photography on his own several years ago and even searched for information to learn more.

Normally, even if he has already learned the material, he would listen attentively in class.

But today...

He just wanted to slack off.

Lu Yinzhao's classmates were all curious as to why she, who usually liked to sit in the front row, was sitting in the back row today.

"Lu Yinzhao, go sit in the front. If you don't go to the front, who will the teacher call on to answer the questions?" a boy with side-swept bangs said.

"No, no, I don't want to answer questions today." Lu Yinzhao waved his hand and pretended to be a mushroom behind him.

“We’re doomed. If you don’t step up, we’ll be in danger. This Professor Zhou always likes to randomly quiz us on things we’ve already learned. I haven’t even looked at the book,” said another tall, thin boy.

"Lu Yinzhao, are you feeling unwell? If you're not feeling well, I'll tell the teacher so you can go back to your dorm and rest," said a girl with a ponytail.

"Huh? I... I'm not feeling unwell, why are you asking?" Lu Yinzhao was still a little dazed.

The female classmate explained, "You were so sick last time that you alarmed the dean and the head of the college, didn't you know?"

"...?"

"Did your family ask for leave for you? Your family must be quite well-connected, even knowing the dean and others? The homeroom teacher asked us to take extra care of you in class."

Lu Yinzhao was a little dumbfounded. Was the sick leave request from last time approved like this?

Thinking of how worried Bian Ji had been for him that time, Lu Yinzhao was certain that it was him who did it.

Bian Ji is probably just worried and confused.

After being shocked, Lu Yinzhao quickly understood and felt a warmth in her heart.

It's a bit embarrassing that my classmates misunderstood me and thought I wasn't feeling well.

The tough guy persona he wanted to cultivate has been shattered.

The class began, and the teacher was arranging the PowerPoint presentation while talking non-stop.

Lu Yinzhao was drawing with his head down in the back.

The last page of the book has half a blank page, and he drew a cute cartoon-style big-headed doll with a pencil.

The chibi-style figure has a serious expression, with a touch of unruly charm, as it glances sideways at the side.

Holding a mini, cute microphone, a string of little musical notes floated around.

Lu Yinzhao secretly took a picture and sent it over.

【Zhaozhao】：[Image]

[Zhaozhao]: Hehe, this is you.

[Brother Aji]: Aren't you in class? Why are you playing on your phone?

[ZhaoZhao]: You're online, working, aren't you replying to me on your phone too? [Tongue out/R]

[Brother Aji]: Listen carefully in class, or the teacher might call on you to answer a question.

【Zhaozhao】: No way! I specifically found a secluded corner to sit in, the teacher shouldn't be able to see me.

"Lu Yinzhao, please answer this question."

The moment Lu Yinzhao sent out that line of text, Professor Zhou's voice startled him.

Lu Yinzhao reflexively pushed his phone into the desk and stood up abruptly.

He tapped the table with his finger, looking to the classmate next to him for help, "W-what was the problem again..."

The classmate next to me gave a wry smile, "I didn't hear either, sorry!"

"We covered this in the very first lesson, and you've forgotten it too?" Professor Zhou said, somewhat surprised.

He had always thought highly of Lu Yinzhao, a student whose passion and talent for photography far surpassed that of ordinary people.

The key point is that this child is very composed and does not become complacent because he knows a lot.

Professor Zhou didn't see Lu Yinzhao in the first few rows today, and he thought he hadn't come.

Halfway up the table, he caught a glimpse of Lu Yinzhao from the back row and immediately called on him to answer the question.

Smart students are loved by all teachers.

Especially when teacher-student interaction in a class is not very active, teachers urgently need a student who can answer questions to help them complete the rest of the lesson.

"I... Professor, could you please repeat the question you just asked? I was sitting in the back and didn't quite catch it," Lu Yinzhao finally had no choice but to ask, forcing herself to speak.

"What I just asked was, what are the most crucial differences between the Daguerreotype process and the 'Callo process,' which appeared earlier at the same time, in terms of imaging materials and reproducibility?"

Professor Zhou didn't seem to care that Lu Yinzhao hadn't heard the question clearly, and patiently repeated it again.

Lu Yinzhao breathed a sigh of relief. So that's what they were asking. Simple.

Once he knew the problem, he stopped panicking.

"The Daguerreotype uses a 'silver-plated copper plate' for imaging, producing clear images but making them impossible to reproduce; the Calotype uses a 'paper negative,' allowing for multiple positive prints, but the image quality is coarse, and there are other..."

Lu Yinzhao didn't need to look at any books; all the knowledge was in his head. He was naturally quick to remember things and had the experience of being a student in two lifetimes. He could use many rhetorical questions with ease and even offered some of his own insights on the issues.

After finishing his long speech, Lu Yinzhao looked at Professor Zhou.

The other party showed a satisfied expression. "Very complete answer, very good. Please sit down. Has everyone remembered it?"

The class nodded in agreement, admiring Lu Yinzhao's ability to answer the professor's questions fluently even when he hadn't been paying attention.

This question is indeed not difficult; the answer can be found in books.

However, some people have long forgotten what the teacher taught them a long time ago, yet they can answer quickly and completely without referring to the book, which shows that Lu Yinzhao's basic knowledge is still very solid.

After sitting down, Lu Yinzhao let out a long sigh of relief.

She glanced at her phone again and saw that Bian Ji had sent several messages.

[Brother Aji]: You're so good-looking, the teacher won't miss you.

[Brother Aji]: You should focus on your lesson. I won't disturb you.

[Brother Aji]: [Little Zhaozhao waving.jpg]

Lu Yinzhao: "..."

It's all because of this guy's bad luck! What kind of ability is this where words become law?

He was called on by the teacher right after he finished speaking.

Lu Yinzhao knew Bian Ji was right, so she stopped playing on her phone and listened attentively to both lessons.

Then the whole class went to the art classroom for a sketching class.

Today we were still painting still life. The art teacher placed several jars of different sizes, heights, and shapes on the canvas, and added some fake fruit and wrinkled fabric around them.

Lu Yinzhao started learning the fundamentals of drawing from a young age. Although he didn't get into art school like most people, he still underwent intensive training before the school's professional exams. Coupled with his interest and talent in drawing, he was no worse than them.

But as Lu Yinzhao was drawing, he started to get distracted again.

He was distracted a lot today.

Staring at the outline of the jar on the paper, he subconsciously made some corrections and drew the shape of a man's face and facial features.

Deep-set eyes and brows, a prominent bridge of the nose, and slightly thin lips...

Lu Yinzhao was so engrossed in his drawing that he didn't stop until the teacher walked up behind him.

"Lu Yinzhao, who did you draw?"

Lu Yinzhao was startled and almost fell off the stool.

He quickly pulled out a piece of white paper to cover the drawing underneath, and laughed awkwardly, "N-nothing, I was just drawing for fun. I'll draw a pottery jar right now."

"I know some of you are getting bored with still life painting, and it's fine to want to paint something else occasionally. The foundation you're building now will serve your professional skills and overall competence. I'm not old-fashioned, you can hand in your assignments next class."

The art teacher was a very young woman with a dimple when she smiled.

She stared at Lu Yinzhao and smiled, "I think I can tell who you drew."

Lu Yinzhao's pupils shrank. "Teacher, you're kidding me."

The art teacher leaned closer and whispered, "I didn't expect you to be a fan of celebrities too. You drew Bian Ji, the singer who's been really popular on 'The Voice Stage' lately, right? I like him a lot too."

Lu Yinzhao: "..."

Actually, I'm her boyfriend, teacher, do you believe me?

Lu Yinzhao chuckled and changed the subject.

Let's just stick to drawing jars.

Beauty can be a trap!

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Author's Note: Zhao Zhao: Oh no, I'm being watched by the teachers [shrug] (Just pretending to be a mushroom version)

[P.S.: My Jinjiang (a Chinese online literature platform) is acting up _(:з」∠)_ I just can't click on the update button today. I'll update tonight's chapters tomorrow. By the way, I want to adjust my schedule. I'll try to finish updating during the day as much as possible. I've been staying up late lately and I'm feeling really tired. I need to change my sleep schedule. T^T]