Chapter 37 — The Campus God Who Spat Blood (11) | The Male Lead’s Daily Mischief
Feng Qianqian was going insane.
She hadn’t managed to speak to her male god master for nearly a month! So frustrating!
Since she could not run into him in the game anymore, Feng Qianqian started staking out all the places Chen Xi was rumored to frequent.
After much careful investigation, she finally confirmed:
The male god’s most common hangout was… the cafeteria.
…
Wtf?
The cafeteria? Seriously?
In the stifling summer heat, the cafeteria was packed shoulder-to-shoulder and smelled like a cocktail of sweat and food waste. Dizzy from the crowd, Feng Qianqian squeezed and stumbled until she finally managed to stand behind the man himself.
She looked up. Today, Chen Xi wore a soft printed cotton T-shirt with light blue jeans. His short hair was clean and neat, his whole demeanor effortlessly sharp.
Feng Qianqian’s heart instantly melted into mush.
“Senior,” she said shyly, tugging at the back of his shirt, “I forgot my meal card today. Could I… borrow yours?”
Chen Xi turned and stared at her for a moment.
Hmm…
Who on earth is this?
Feng Qianqian flushed under his gaze and quickly lowered her head, feigning bashful grace. The guys nearby nearly forgot to breathe.
Meanwhile, the male lead was mentally scrolling through his internal photo archive.
She was called Feng… something?
Feng what again?
Right, Feng Qianqian.
And then he remembered her completely.
Love rival’s roommate = love rival’s strategist = bad person with designs on Xing Ge = absolutely no mercy.
Kill list recall complete.
“Sorry,” Chen Xi said flatly. “My meal card’s out of money. Try someone else.”
The lunch lady blinked. “…???”
Did she just imagine all those zeros on his balance earlier? Maybe her eyes really were going bad.
As Feng Qianqian stood there with a “are you f***ing kidding me” face, the male lead picked up his tray and walked away with the grace of a breeze, leaving not even a cloud behind.
The next day, the unwilling heroine returned to the cafeteria again. But this time she learned her lesson, no more bold moves. She sat quietly at a nearby table, secretly observing.
Xing Ge was currently poking irritably at the shredded radish on her plate. “Didn’t I tell you I don’t like this? Why do you always get it?” She was glaring instead at the sweet-and-sour chicken on Chen Xi’s tray.
The male god’s expression mixed helpless fondness with indulgence. “I’ll buy you yogurt later, all right? Be good and eat. It’s good for you.”
Xing Ge squinted. “What, are you coaxing a child?”
“Never,” he said with mock solemnity. “My baby is a brave and upright man. Now be good. The food’s getting cold.”
Xing Ge: “…”
And the heroine, after watching for three seconds, flatlined.
Later in her dorm, Feng Qianqian lay on the bed in tragic silence for half the day.
After much mental drama, she decided she had to take the initiative. Everyone knew the truth that chasing a girl is climbing a mountain, chasing a guy is just lifting a veil.
So she went to the “friendly neighborhood matchmaker” herself, Xing Ge, to help her make a connection.
In the original plotline, Qi Shaoying had been the one constantly setting up alone time between the male and female leads. The ultimate wingman, the number-one red string of fate.
Xing Ge agreed in a heartbeat.
System bro calculated with its fingers and always felt something bad was about to happen. It earnestly advised “Xing Ge,” it said, voice grave, “are you absolutely sure about this? You don’t think maybe you should discuss it with him first?”
Due to the male lead’s daily close surveillance, the system had been lying low for a long time to avoid exposing itself and hadn't communicated with Xing Ge.
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Xing Ge said cheerfully. “This is a good thing! If I can help the two of them get together, that’s a huge contribution. And besides, I misunderstood him last time. I owe him one. Helping him find love is the least I can do.”
After all, the heroine wasn’t her type anyway. And unlike that lovesick fool Qi Shaoying, she had no interest in playing matchmaker for someone she secretly liked.
She had her own agenda. Once the male and female leads were happily dating and off being lovey-dovey together, she would finally have some peace and more time to flirt with other girls.
Wahaha, truly a brilliant plan to kill two birds with one stone!
Xing Ge was almost moved to tears by her own intelligence.
On a bright, cloudless day ideal for an outing, she went all out organizing a joint dorm trip, just like the one they had thrown for Chen Xi after his hospital stay.
On the boys’ side, Chen Xi naturally went along with whatever she arranged. The rest had no objections either.
With Xu Jianyuan now practically a “son-in-law” to the girls’ dorm, both groups got along swimmingly.
To help “build chemistry” between the leads, Xing Ge deliberately chose a place famous as a “lover’s retreat.” The woods there were thick, the trails winding, perfect for getting lost in pairs. And everyone knew what came after that.
However...
No matter how many detours she made, the male lead remained calmly right behind her.
Did he have a built-in GPS or something?
Out of ideas, Xing Ge finally suggested they take a lake boat. Two coins per ride, four people to a boat, two on each side, perfectly balanced.
The moment they boarded, Xing Ge grabbed another girl and sat down together, waggling her eyebrows at Chen Xi in full matchmaker mischief.
Chen Xi blinked.
Someone was unusually lively today.
He gave a glance at the shy little heroine sitting beside him and immediately understood.
Heh. So this idiot was trying to set him up?
So disobedient. How should he punish that?
He arched a brow without a word.
The boat had barely moved when Chen Xi suddenly turned pale and leaned over the railing, beads of sweat dotting his forehead. The two girls immediately panicked.
“Boss, no way. You get seasick? I remember...”
Cheng Rui, watching from the other boat, was stunned.
A guy who dominated water sports claiming to get seasick? Who would believe that?
Chen Xi tilted his head and gave him a look that was a thin, chilly smile that did not reach his eyes.
Cheng Rui shut up instantly.
Meanwhile, Xing Ge’s eyes lit up. What a golden opportunity! This was the perfect setup for the heroine to show her gentle, caring side. She sat still, waiting eagerly to see the performance unfold.
Chen Xi, on the verge of dragging her over his knee, could only turn away with a stiff, aloof posture.
The poor girl, all face and no nerve, wanted to dab his sweat but ended up sitting there, hands frozen halfway, not daring to move.
One plan failed, time for another.
Just as the boat neared shore, Chen Xi swayed and stood up. Then, with a graceful misstep, twisted his ankle and plunged straight into the water.
“Splash!”
A wave exploded.
The heroine’s eyes lit up again. Without hesitation, she jumped after him.
A few minutes later, only her head surfaced.
Now everyone was panicking.
Among the three boys, only Xing Ge could swim. So Cheng Rui, digging in his nose like it was an Olympic event, stretched out one leg and booted a certain unprepared person straight into the lake.
Xing Ge barely had time to yelp before a pair of arms instantly wrapped tight around her.
Well, there he was. No need to search.
Expression blank, Xing Ge thought, Bro, could you not touch random places right now?
After wrestling him to shore with superhuman effort, she leaned close to check—still breathing.
“Quick, give him CPR!” the boatman yelled.
Xing Ge froze, glancing at the two other guys.
Xu Jianyuan pointed calmly at his girlfriend. As for Cheng Rui, he looked at the sky, the ground, the scenery, anything but her. Yeah, right. If the boss found out he kissed him, he’d be a dead man.
Xing Ge: “…”
Sure enough, men were unreliable at critical moments.
The black-haired youth lay unconscious, drenched. Wet strands clung to his face, and his pale lips looked fragile as porcelain.
She unbuttoned his shirt, pinched his nose, drew a deep breath, and pressed her mouth to his.
His lips were unbelievably soft, cool, and faintly damp.
Maybe it was her imagination, but she could swear she heard someone’s heartbeat pounding furiously.
Xing Ge repeatedly delivered several breaths. No response.
Was her method wrong?
“Let me try! I’ve learned a bit!” the heroine offered, patting her chest bravely.
“Oh!” Xing Ge quickly moved aside.
“Senior,” the girl whispered, blushing, “forgive me. This will be my first time.”
She leaned down slowly…
And right before contact, the supposedly unconscious man rolled smoothly onto his side and ended up right beside Xing Ge’s feet.
Everyone: “…”
Xing Ge: “…”
The heroine: “Waaah! F*** this! I quit! I’m done!”
Author’s Note:
Dear readers, your meat scene has been served. Please enjoy your meal—no refunds! ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ
By the way, rumor has it that lying around watching dramas is the perfect May Day activity~ヽ(￣▽￣)ﾉ
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