ATPN Chapter 35
by VolareThey stepped into the classroom with the last ring of the bell, both breathing a sigh of relief, narrowly escaping.
Looking around, no one in the class had skipped, which showed the power of Teacher Ma.
Someone waved from the last row. Yu Zhanrong took a breath and strode over to sit in the corner seat at the back of the classroom.
“Luckily we made it.” Chu Hao, who had saved their seats, was also relieved.
Yang You glanced at the platform and said with lingering fear, “We ran like crazy.”
Yu Zhanrong, still recovering from their near miss, didn’t have the energy to join them. He pressed his chest, which was pounding, and after several breaths, he gradually calmed down.
An appropriate sentence popped into his head: Have you ever risked your life for someone?
He really risked his life to avoid failing a course, Yu Zhanrong thought wryly.
The temperature in Hua City had dropped sharply in the past few days, yet he was sweating profusely. He tugged at the shirt clinging to his body under his sweater. The shirt was a little damp from the sweat, and when he sat down, it felt icy cold against his back.
Fortunately, there were no real mishaps. He thought of the glare Teacher Ma had given them when they entered the classroom and the words, “Consider yourselves lucky you ran fast enough.”
Tsk, it made his scalp tingle.
Teacher Ma was strict about tardiness and absenteeism, but she was usually kind and amiable in class. To better understand the students, she often asked questions during class on a whim.
Having shown his face in front of Teacher Ma today, Yu Zhanrong was afraid of being targeted or receiving special attention, so even though he was sitting in the corner, he listened attentively throughout the entire class, not daring to slack off.
He stayed tense like this until the end of class. Ma Jingjing left the classroom with her lesson plan. Only after confirming that they had safely made it through did he breathe a sigh of relief.
“Phew… class is finally over. Teacher Ma’s aura is too strong. I was so tense the whole class, my shoulders are sore.” Yang You and Yu Zhanrong packed up their textbooks and walked out of the classroom shoulder to shoulder.
They only had this one class in the afternoon, so they had plenty of time.
“It’s still early, let’s hang out at the library for a while, have dinner, and then go back to the dorm. Wanna go?”
Yu Zhanrong looked at the time. He didn’t have anything else to do anyway, so he was planning to accept the suggestion.
Before he could say anything, the girl walking beside him suddenly exclaimed.
Yu Zhanrong was startled by her voice and subconsciously looked over.
The two girls were huddled together, holding a cell phone and exclaiming, “Oh my god! Our student council president is injured, his face is swollen! What happened?”
“Let me see, let me see! Wow! It looks so serious, where did he bump into?”
“I’m so heartbroken, my president’s beautiful face!”
Who were they talking about?
President?
Song Baiyan was injured?
Yu Zhanrong was shocked and quickly asked, “Who did you just say was injured?”
Yang You had also heard their conversation and suddenly remembered the collision just now. He couldn’t help but look over as well.
Could it be such a coincidence?
The girl was holding her phone, not even looking up, caressing the photo on the screen with heartache in her eyes. Hearing someone ask, she didn’t think and subconsciously answered, “Song Baiyan, the student council president.”
?!
Yu Zhanrong’s heart tightened. He frowned and leaned forward to ask, “How did he get hurt? When did he get hurt? Is it serious?”
He had seen him just a few days ago, and he was fine. How could he suddenly be injured?
He bombarded her with anxious questions. The girl finally realized something was wrong and looked up from her phone.
Yang You was also surprised by Yu Zhanrong’s excessive concern. He turned his head and saw worry in his eyes, earnestly waiting for the girl’s answer.
Seeing Yu Zhanrong’s face clearly, the girl’s eyes widened, and her voice dropped two degrees as she said softly, “I heard he bumped into someone this afternoon, it seems it was near this building. His face is really swollen, it looks so painful.”
“I don’t know who it was, with such an iron head…” another girl interjected, scrolling through the posts on her phone. “Look at what they did to our president’s handsome face, so heartbreaking.”
The girl held up her phone and handed it over, “Look, it’s really seri…”
Her voice stopped abruptly, a moment of confusion in her eyes, then her eyes lit up.
Yu Zhanrong didn’t notice the girl’s reaction. He seriously looked at the picture on the other girl’s phone. In the picture, the right side of Song Baiyan’s face was swollen, with redness and bruising around the swelling.
This was serious?
Yu Zhanrong couldn’t help but gasp. He frowned. How did he bump into someone like that? Was the other person made of iron?
Song Baiyan was a classic handsome man with strong features: thick eyebrows, deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, giving him a natural coldness and indifference.
The swollen right cheek added a bit of comicality to his appearance, giving him a more human touch and less coldness and aloofness. But Yu Zhanrong didn’t want to see this kind of approachability at all.
His senior should always be the best.
But what were they saying just now?
Bumped?
This building?
Afternoon?
Yu Zhanrong withdrew his gaze and quickly exchanged a look with Yang You, seeing the answer in each other’s eyes.
So, he was the culprit who had injured Song Baiyan?
Yu Zhanrong pursed his lips, touching his nose guiltily, thanked them in a low voice, and quickly pulled Yang You away.
After such a delay, there weren’t many people in the hallway. The two quickly turned into the stairwell.
The two girls stared blankly in the direction they left, looking at each other, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.
“Was that Yu Meiren just now?”
“I think so?”
With that face and that skin, who else could it be but “Yu Meiren”?
Yu Zhanrong’s features were exquisite and well-proportioned, with a distinct Cupid’s bow and soft facial lines. When he wasn’t smiling, he had an air of nobility and aloofness, but when he smiled, he had two shallow dimples, his eyes curving sweetly.
It was said that during the freshman military training, the entire class was punished by the instructor to run in front of all the freshmen, and Yu Zhanrong led the run, watched by everyone.
According to freshmen, this classmate was also the reason the whole class had to jog slowly with him because of his poor physical fitness, and because he was too good-looking, he was nicknamed “Yu Meiren.”
Later, when the campus forum was voting for the most beautiful face among the freshmen, “Yu Meiren” quickly went viral with just a blurry photo taken secretly during military training, and raced ahead to the finals, topping the list.
The two girls were excited and held each other’s hands, secretly giggling, “He seems very worried about the president, they…”
“Ahhhh, what to do, I like them so much!”
“A face of unparalleled beauty, I’m shipping them, and I’ll never change course.”
“Me too…”