Chapter 35 Son of Destiny·Pseudo

"Every day is the same, and occasionally a whim comes up..."

At seven o'clock in the morning, Doraemon's theme song sounded on time beside Xia Zhaoyao's pillow.

Xia Zhaoyao drowsily pressed the alarm and sat up like a puppet while still huddled in bed.

The ringtone was "paid" by Zhao Huanxi, and the price was a week's worth of snacks.

"If you must be woken up, it is best to have a more pleasant melody..."

Zhao Huanxi said this.

As a serious Doraemon fan, this theme song naturally meets her requirements 100%.

However, Xia Zhaoyao is much more depressed——

She rarely watched cartoons when she was a child, because the cartoons on TV were all for the young and mentally retarded.

Whether it's Doraemon, or Tangtang's Mario, Qin Shuo's two-dimensional... It's like another world to her. Lao Xia bought her many world famous books, Chinese and foreign novels, and some other...

Little knowledge about doing business and dealing with people.

This society is built on the real world and is a waste of aimless entertainment. It is the most extravagant waste.

Waking up very early in the late August morning, Xia Zhaoyao could nimbly get around the chairs and trash cans in the dormitory without turning on the lights.

The fat new toothpaste leaning in the mouthwash cup gives people an inexplicable sense of security.

After a simple wash, the cold water quickly took away the drowsiness.

The two sisters in the dormitory were still sleeping soundly - they might have woken up for a moment when the alarm clock rang just now.

But there were only a few vague sleepy words and the sound of turning over, and now there was only the sound of steady breathing in the dormitory.

Xia Zhaoyao climbed onto the bed carefully and wrapped the sheets, quilt and pillows into a large roll with the cotton wool underneath.

Suitcases, bedding sets, and toiletries can be placed here temporarily.

However, it's best to move it aside so that it doesn't take up space, at least not as if she lives here.

In this way, even if someone from the student union comes to make trouble again, the senior sisters can easily deal with it in a few words.

Click.

The door was gently closed.

Xia Zhaoyao was carrying her small backpack, which contained the admission notice.

The financial center of Huaijiang University only starts working at 8:30.

She still has time to go outside the school - to perform some rituals that can increase her luck.

For example, the Vitality Victory Breakfast.

…………

"Let's go to Zhazha Street for breakfast. The noodle shop there is delicious."

Xia Zhaoyao was editing information on WeChat while walking down the outer edge of the trail.

"If your suitcase is heavy, then wait for me at the school gate. I will temporarily leave my things with the seniors, so I can help you share the load..."

I went to bed last night, and when I got up I saw several messages sent by Qin Shuo.

Basically, his parents were temporarily busy and couldn't send him to report, so he was alone.

The latest one is that he set off and asked Xia Zhaoyao if he wanted to have breakfast together.

Counting the time, we are almost at the school gate now.

"Zhaoshuo, you went out of your way to get your hair permed?"

"Simple hairstyle, no fuss."

Hey, something's not quite right.

This guy Zhaishuo actually spends money to go to the barber shop to have his hair styled?

Xia Zhaoyao helped Qin Shuo hold the suitcase with one hand while looking at the boy next to him curiously.

Compared with his usual sloppy appearance, Qin Shuo, who had a Korean-style haircut and half-rimmed glasses, seemed to be a different person.

"What's wrong? Are you going to change your appearance when school starts and start to act like a domineering president?"

"I know I'm handsome now, but don't look at me like that."

Qin Shuo coughed uncomfortably.

When he came home yesterday, his mother forcibly took him to a nearby barber shop to get a fancy haircut.

This troublesome hairstyle looks okay, but he always feels a little uncomfortable with it.

"Ugh, tyrannical president? You can't be more polite and perverted now."

Xia Zhaoyao raised his eyebrows and vomited exaggeratedly.

Qin Shuo's new look is okay, but it always looks a little weird.

how to say……

Xia Zhaoyao looked at the new-looking Qin Shuo.

This kind of arrogant manner seems to be worse than the original otaku.

However, she had a trump card that could restore him to his original shape. Xia Zhaoyao took out his cell phone...

"So, you won't play these nerdy games anymore?"

"Of course, but we have to wait a while."

Qin Shuo smoothly took the phone from Xia Zhaoyao and skillfully slid it away with one hand.

"I plan to join the student union. I heard that the APP on my mobile phone will be checked during the interview."

"Besides, my roommates and classmates are not familiar with each other, so I still have to investigate how to get along with them."

"Join...student union?"

Xia Zhaoyao stopped and frowned slightly.

"Yes. Didn't I say that?" Qin Shuo nodded, "After school starts, I promised that my family would join the student union."

While racing against time, he controlled the game and browsed the account progress on various interfaces.

"As for these games..."

“If the concentration of home-based people is too high, it’s easy for people to get some bad labels.”

Snapped.

Xia Zhaoyao raised his hand to snatch the phone back, and long pressed his finger on the icon.

"So, you asked me to help you take care of the replacement liver, and I will take care of the label?"

"...Wait, don't be impulsive!"

The game icon shakes up, and a translucent cross appears in the upper right corner.

Qin Shuo subconsciously opened his arms to snatch it back, but Xia Zhaoyao took the first step and held the phone to his chest.

"Then please explain first. I thought you had changed your mind during this period."

"Well, I have a reason to join the student union. Xia Nuxia just thinks of it as a favor——"

Qin Shuo clasped his hands together and said with a flattering face.

Even with a new hairstyle and new clothes, that scoundrel look quickly returned.

"What reason-"

"...I want to run for student union president."

"Huh?"

Xia Zhaoyao glanced at Qin Shuo in surprise, a little suspicious.

"You couldn't have... watched some anime to have this idea, right? This is the real world."

"No - well, there is a secret that few people know about."

"What secret?" Xia Zhaoyao held the phone with one hand and his ears stood up unconsciously.

"Um……"

Yes, what’s the secret——

Qin Shuo blinked quickly. He definitely couldn't tell the real reason.

Otherwise, try to make up some kind of secret?

Anyway, Xia Zhaoyao, a money-grubbing lolita, looks shrewd, but sometimes she can be easily deceived.

Qin Shuo hesitated for a few seconds, then deliberately approached Xia Zhaoyao, whispered into her ear.
To be continued...