Chapter 2733 Transmigrated to a Noble Academy as a Special Admission Student (16)

Jin Chen emerged from Ling Yao's private lounge and strolled leisurely along the sun-drenched corridor, in a pleasant mood.

Just as I turned the corner, I bumped into several well-dressed teenagers.

Jin Chen vaguely recognized the one in the lead; he was probably Mo Xiao's cousin, whose name was Mo... something, she couldn't remember.

Let's call him Brother Mo for now.

Mo's younger brother stared at Jin Chen with a gloomy face, full of resentment.

Since his brother suffered a crushing defeat in the last sensory maze game and fainted in front of everyone, he has been staying in the affiliated hospital to recuperate due to the aftereffects of sensory confusion and has not returned to class.

In his view, all of this was thanks to the incredibly lucky special admission student in front of him.

Indeed, in many people's eyes, Jin Chen's victory that time was just good luck, a fluke.

After all, they are unwilling to admit that they are not as good as a specially admitted student.

"Oh, who do we have here?" The flashy pink henchman next to Mo's cousin spoke first. "Isn't this our newly promoted Knight of the Red Forehead? You think you can just wander around in a place like this?"

After the last game, Jin Chen became famous, but he didn't seem to receive any special treatment and remained a special admission student.

This led them to mistakenly believe that Jin Chen was just a passing fad for F4, and that the hype would die down once it died down.

Thus, the desire to suppress and ridicule resurfaced.

“They got to where they are through their own abilities,” another tall, thin man said sarcastically, emphasizing the word “ability,” which drew a knowing sneer from the others.

"Just because a few young masters are interested, they really think they can be on equal footing with us."

“Special admissions students are special admissions students,” Mo’s cousin finally spoke coldly, his chin held high, looking down at people with his nose in the air.

"The lower class is the lower class. No matter how nice the clothes are, they can't change the poor and stingy nature in their bones. Don't think that you can forget who you are just because you've climbed up the social ladder."

In an attempt to cheer up Mo's obviously upset cousin, these lackeys became increasingly sarcastic with each remark, their sense of superiority solidifying as they tried to build a high wall of class with their words, firmly isolating Jin Chen from the outside.

Jin Chen glanced at them indifferently, her smile not reaching her eyes, her expression one of cold indifference.

"This is something you can beat up," Zero Roll said. "The Supreme God will definitely help you solve it."

There's no need to beat him up.

Jin Chen said, naturally lowering her head slightly, and continued walking forward.

Among the group of teenagers opposite, one with sharp eyes suddenly spotted Ling Yao not far behind Jin Chen.

The man's mocking expression froze, his face paled, and he quickly tugged at his companion's sleeve, desperately trying to signal with his eyes.

The other two followers, with their backs to Ling Yao, were talking enthusiastically but didn't realize what was happening and continued to support their cousin Mo.

"If you know what's good for you, get back to your special admissions area right now!"

"Did you hear me? You're not welcome here..."

Who is not welcome?

An annoyed hum sounded from behind him, and the two chattering lackeys turned around abruptly, meeting Ling Yao's slightly raised eyes.

Ling Yao stood there lazily, raising his foot to kick the tall, thin man's knee.

The tall, thin man was completely unprepared. His knees buckled, and he stumbled forward uncontrollably, falling to his knees directly in Jin Chen's direction, looking utterly pathetic.

The others remained silent, not daring to even breathe, wishing they could shrink into a crack in the wall.

Mo's younger brother's face was even more unsightly. He gritted his teeth and dared not utter a sound.

Jin Chen then stopped, lowered her eyelids, and calmly looked at the tall, thin man kneeling in front of her, trembling with shame and indignation, before glancing at Ling Yao a few steps away.

Ling Yao looked at him, slightly raising his chin, "Aren't you going to get lost?"

These words were clearly not directed at Jin Chen. Those people weren't stupid enough to do that; they left with their tails between their legs, afraid of being held accountable if they were even a step too slow.

Jin Chen smiled and extended a hand towards Ling Yao, palm facing upwards.

Ling Yao looked at his outstretched hand and felt an urge to get closer.

He actually put the tongue stud on the necklace just because he didn't want to see Jin Chen's disappointment, making it even more dazzling in the sunlight.

Of course, no one dared to question what he was wearing.

But ultimately, it's different.

Ling Yao slapped his hand away with a strong slap, but when Jin Chen took his hand again, the struggle lessened considerably. He let him hold his hand without flinching, only turning his head away.

"Weren't you telling me to leave?" Jin Chen teased.

“…Who told you to have such bad luck, running into trouble as soon as you step out the door?” Ling Yao retorted without backing down.

Jin Chen touched the corner of his lips with her fingertips, stroking it suggestively, "Okay, don't be angry."

"I'll take it off for you before you go to bed tonight."

Ling Yao let out a soft hum, glared at him again, but Jin Chen gently pressed his teeth against hers, his tone soft and sticky like a spoiled child, "...pervert."

Even though it's almost evening, there are still several hours before I go to sleep.

Ling Yao cursed himself for that moment of weakness in his heart.

He actually had moments when he felt sorry for this person... It's unbelievable.

So annoying.

Thinking this with resentment.

But that evening, after Ling Yao finished showering and looked in the mirror, he still couldn't help but slightly open his mouth.

The tongue stud gleamed, and the chain swayed slightly.

Thinking that this was a gift from Jin Chen, and that it might have been held and carefully examined and touched before being given to him...

Ling Yao inexplicably felt a heat rising from the back of his neck, and a faint blush spread across his cheeks.

He looked away somewhat awkwardly and took a swig of the ice water that was beside him.

In the early morning, Ling Yao closed all the doors and windows as usual, even though he knew it was useless to some pervert.

I had barely gotten into bed when I heard familiar footsteps outside the bedroom that made my heart race.