Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"Piao Piao! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, there was an emergency meeting at the company, I'm late!"

The two turned around and saw a young woman in a black business suit jogging towards them, her long legs encased in stockings particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

She stopped panting in front of Liu Piaopiao, her bright eyes framed by thick eyelashes.

"Who is this?"

The woman's gaze swept over Qin Luo, and then she suddenly revealed a mischievous smile.

"Oh, you have a new boyfriend? He's quite handsome, looks like he's only in his early twenties?"

Under the bright lights of the mall, Liu Piaopiao brushed a stray hair behind her ear, her eyes unconsciously glancing at Qin Luo beside her.

The boy, who is five years younger than her, was wearing a dark blue shirt today, which made his shoulders look particularly straight.

She inwardly scolded herself for acting like a lovesick teenager; she was just taking a student out to buy a watch.

"Piao Piao! Oh my god, it really is you!"

An octave higher female voice came from behind, and Liu Piaopiao's back instantly straightened.

Without turning around, she knew who it was: Jiang Xiaoyan, her best friend from high school, now a beautician who could turn any occasion into her own stage.

"Tongtong?"

When Liu Piaopiao turned around, she had a perfect smile on her face, but her fingers unconsciously tightened around the bag strap.

Jiang Xiaoyan walked over with a "clack-clack" sound in her ten-centimeter high heels. Her black tight dress hugged her curvaceous figure, and her earrings swayed with each step, emitting a dazzling light.

Her gaze lingered on Qin Luo for three seconds, then she winked meaningfully at Liu Piaopiao.

"Who is this? Aren't you going to introduce him?"

Liu Piaopiao felt a tightness in her throat.

"This is my student, Qin Luo. We just happened to run into each other at the mall."

She deliberately emphasized the word "student" while subtly taking half a step closer to Qin Luo.

"Oh~ a student~" Jiang Xiaoyan drawled, a playful smile curving her red lips.

She walked right past Liu Piaopiao and stood in front of Qin Luo, her perfume so strong it could kill a horse.

"Handsome junior, I'm your senior, you can call me Sister Tong."

She stretched out her hand, painted with scarlet nail polish, and stared intently at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo's lips twitched, and he politely took her hand.

"Hello, senior. My surname is Lao and my given name is Gong."

Liu Piaopiao burst out laughing, then quickly pretended to cough to cover it up.

Jiang Xiaoyan was stunned for two seconds before she reacted, her face showing annoyance.

"Me, young? I'm several years older than him!"

She glared defiantly, scratching Qin Luo's palm with her fingers before letting go.

Liu Piaopiao quickly stepped between the two.

"Tongtong, stop fooling around. Qin Luo is still a student and can't stand being teased like this."

Her tone was relaxed, but her eyes held a warning.

Jiang Xiaoyan pursed her lips and suddenly slapped her forehead.

"Oops, I forgot to add you on WeChat!"

She took out her phone to scan the QR code, but Liu Piaopiao stopped her.

"Oh, right, Tongtong, I was just about to tell you something."

Liu Piaopiao's eyes darted around.

"My apartment lease is up, how about we share an apartment? Let's find a two-bedroom apartment and you can move in with me."

Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes lit up.

"Really? That's great!"

She excitedly grabbed Liu Piaopiao's hand.

"We can be together every day like we were in college!"

Liu Piaopiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qin Luo looking down at his watch, with a faint smile on his lips.

That brat, that "husband" joke was definitely intentional.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the restroom on the third floor of the mall, Nie Xiaoyu had just hung up the video call.

Her mother's worried face was still vivid in her mind's eye on the phone screen, and she sighed.

She's been studying in Fujian for three years since she came from Beijing, but her family is still worried about her being alone there.

"Oh no, Qin Luo must be getting impatient."

She glanced at the time; forty minutes had already passed. She quickly jogged towards the Patek Philippe store.

At the corner, she bumped into something hard.

"what!"

Nie Xiaoyu staggered back two steps, almost falling.

Looking up, she saw a young man who was half a head taller than her. His right cheek was wrapped in gauze, and there was a bruise under his left eye, making him look like he had just been in a fight.

"Don't you have eyes?"

The young man rubbed his shoulder, which had been bumped, in a fit of rage, his eyes filled with a murderous glint.

Nie Xiaoyu quickly apologized.

"I'm so sorry, I have something urgent to attend to."

"Urgent matter? In a hurry to be reincarnated?"

The young man grabbed her wrist.

"Do you even know who I am before you dare to run into me?"

Ouch! My hand.

Zhang Lingfeng's exaggerated screams shattered the tranquility of the campus path.

He clutched his right arm, his face contorted in pain, and he half-squatted on the ground, looking as if he had really been seriously injured in the collision.

Nie Xiaoyu took a half step back, and her schoolbag slipped down to her elbow.

She recognized the boy in front of her as the one Qin Luo and Situ Rui had taught a lesson to at the bar last week; he seemed to be Qin Luo's classmate.

She couldn't remember the name, but she would never mistake the malice flashing in those eyes.

"Are you okay?"

Nie Xiaoyu asked tentatively, knowing full well that the other party was acting, but she had no choice but to play along with this farce.

"You're alright? You broke my arm!"

Zhang Lingfeng grinned and winked at Wu Xiaoli behind him.

Wu Xiaoli immediately understood and stepped forward to block Nie Xiaoyu's retreat.

"Hey kid, you hit someone and you're trying to run away? That's incredibly irresponsible!"

At the same time, the burly "Brother Qiang" slowly emerged from under the shade of the tree, standing with his arms crossed to Nie Xiaoyu's left, forming a triangular encirclement.

He didn't say anything, but just stared coldly at Nie Xiaoyu with his small eyes, a malicious smile on his lips.

The students in twos and threes were attracted by the commotion and gradually gathered around.

Some people took out their phones and started recording, while others whispered and pointed.

"I was really just walking normally."

Nie Xiaoyu gripped the strap of her schoolbag tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She noticed that although Zhang Lingfeng was screaming pitifully, the way he was clutching his arm was clearly wrong. If it were really a fracture, he would instinctively immobilize the injury, instead of bending his arm haphazardly like he was doing.

"fart!"

Zhang Lingfeng suddenly raised his voice, then immediately hissed and gasped, pretending to be enduring pain.

"I just fractured this arm last week, and the cast was only removed two days ago. Now you've broken it again!"

He reached out to grab Nie Xiaoyu's hand.

"You're responsible! Take me to the infirmary!"

Nie Xiaoyu quickly dodged, but her back bumped into Wu Xiaoli's chest.

A strong smell of smoke hit her face, and she frowned in disgust.

"Hey, you guys are bullying a girl, have you no shame?"

Among the onlookers, a girl with a ponytail couldn't help but speak up.

Wu Xiaoli immediately glared at him.

"You don't know anything! Brother Feng's hand was already injured, and now the bone is broken. Wouldn't you be worried if you were in his shoes?"

"Yes."

Zhang Lingfeng took the opportunity to groan twice more.

"If my arm becomes disabled, how will I play ball? How will I write?"

He kept glancing at Nie Xiaoyu's reaction as he spoke, secretly pleased with himself.

This girl is wearing a light blue dress today, which makes her skin look exceptionally fair.

The thought of being able to touch her little hand under the guise of an inspection made Zhang Lingfeng feel that the whole performance was worthwhile.

"He's shouting so energetically, it doesn't seem like he really has a broken bone."

A boy wearing glasses pushed up his glasses, his tone skeptical.

Wu Xiaoli's eyes darted around, and he suddenly clapped his hands.

"Oh, right! Isn't this student from medical school? Why don't we have her check her up?" He pointed at Nie Xiaoyu, a sly smile on his face.

"I heard you got excellent grades in anatomy class. You must be able to diagnose something as minor as a fracture, right?"

A chorus of jeers erupted from the crowd.

Zhang Lingfeng mentally gave Wu Xiaoli a thumbs up. This idea was brilliant! He immediately stretched out his right arm, pretending to be weak.

"Then I'll trouble you to take a look for me, classmate."

Nie Xiaoyu bit her lower lip.

She knew, of course, that this was a trap. Once she touched Zhang Lingfeng's hand, he would definitely use it as an excuse to cause trouble.

But if you don't touch it, others will see it as a sign of guilt.

Just as she was caught in a dilemma, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd.

"What a coincidence, I'm also studying medicine. Why don't you let me do the examination?"

The crowd parted automatically, and Qin Luo walked over with his hands in his pockets.

He was wearing a black T-shirt today, revealing his collarbone at the neckline, and exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Seeing Nie Xiaoyu surrounded, his eyes turned cold, but when he turned to Zhang Lingfeng, he put on a half-smile.

Zhang Lingfeng's expression changed instantly.

"Qin... Qin Luo? What happened to you?"

"What, you're not welcome?"

Qin Luo had already walked up to him, looking down at this classmate who was half a head shorter than him.

"I heard you broke your hand? I've been studying orthopedics lately, so I'm practicing my hand skills."

Before Zhang Lingfeng could respond, Qin Luo grabbed his right wrist with swift and decisive movements.

His thumb pressed precisely on the styloid process of the ulna, one of the most sensitive parts of the wrist.

"Ah! Be gentle!"

Zhang Lingfeng was caught off guard and jumped up and down in pain.

Qin Luo ignored him and instead increased the force of his blows.

"Strange, there's no swelling here."

He then used his other hand to pinch Zhang Lingfeng's elbow joint and deliberately pressed hard on the nerve-rich area.

"The elbow joint is normal."

"Ouch! Let go! You fucking let go!"

Zhang Lingfeng was in real pain now; cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He tried to pull his hand away, but Qin Luo held it firmly.

The third floor of the mall was bustling with people.

Zhang Lingfeng's face flushed red. His right hand was firmly gripped by Qin Luo, as if it were locked in an iron clamp, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Ouch, be gentle! It's really going to break!"

Zhang Lingfeng screamed repeatedly, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Qin Luo's lips curled into a playful smile, and the force in his hand increased rather than decreased.

"Didn't you just say it was already broken? How come it's now 'about to break'?"

"I was wrong! Brother Qin! Master Qin! You are so magnanimous!"

Zhang Lingfeng was in so much pain that he stomped his feet, completely losing his previous arrogance.

A crowd of onlookers had already gathered around, pointing and whispering.

"Isn't this the young master of Zhang's Real Estate? How did he get beaten up like this?"

"Serves you right! You were just pretending to have a broken arm to scam people!"

"Who is that young man? He even dares to mess with Young Master Zhang?"

The whispers reached Zhang Lingfeng's ears, filling him with shame and indignation.

But the excruciating pain in his right arm made him disregard his pride and he could only continue to beg for mercy.

"Brother Qin, please let go of me! I'll apologize to Miss Nie right away!"

Qin Luo glanced at Nie Xiaoyu standing to the side; the girl's delicate face showed a hint of worry.

He then loosened his grip slightly.

"An apology? With that perfunctory attitude just now?"

Zhang Lingfeng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately turned to Nie Xiaoyu, bowing at a ninety-degree angle.

"Miss Nie, I'm so sorry! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness, I offended you!"

"Not sincere enough."

Qin Luo said coldly.

Zhang Lingfeng gritted his teeth and knelt down with a thud.

"Grandma! I was wrong! Please just ignore me and let me go!"

Nie Xiaoyu was startled by this sudden gift and instinctively took a half step back, looking to Qin Luo for help.

"Qin Luo, how about we call it quits?"

Nie Xiaoyu whispered.

"So many people are watching."

Qin Luo gave a soft snort.

"Since Xiaoyu is pleading for you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the crowd.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, everyone!"

Several shady-looking young men pushed through the crowd of onlookers. The leader was a burly young man with dyed yellow hair and a thick gold chain around his neck.

Zhang Lingfeng's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior.

"Brother Qiang! Help me!"

The blond-haired youth, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, squinted at Qin Luo.

"Kid, where do you come from? You dare to mess with my brother?"

Qin Luo didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Who are you?"

"Hold!"

Qiang's face darkened.

"No one in Jiangcheng University has ever dared to talk to me like that!"

Zhang Lingfeng seized the opportunity to shout.

"Brother Qiang, add another five thousand! Cripple him!"

Qiang's eyes lit up, and he spat out his cigarette butt.

"Did you hear that? My brother made an offer. If you know what's good for you, let go right now, kneel down and kowtow three times, and we'll call it even."

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, before Qiang Ge could finish speaking, he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a pillar five meters away, before sliding to the ground like a rag doll.

The audience was silent.

No one saw how Qin Luo made his move.

He stood there, his right leg just pulled back, as if he were simply shaking the dust off his trousers.

"Brother Qiang!"

The henchmen then realized what was happening and hurriedly ran to help the man.

Qiang Ge clutched his stomach, his face deathly pale, unable to speak, only able to stare at Qin Luo in terror.

Zhang Lingfeng was completely stunned, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

Qiang Ge is a notorious tough guy around Jiangcheng University. It is said that he has practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), yet he was kicked away by him?
Qin Luo turned to look at Zhang Lingfeng, his eyes cold.

"Now, can you apologize properly?"

Zhang Lingfeng knelt down in front of Nie Xiaoyu with a thud, his forehead touching the ground.

"Grandma! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I'll definitely avoid you from now on! Just treat me like I'm nothing!"

Nie Xiaoyu was at a loss for what to do in this situation, and whispered while tugging at Qin Luo's sleeve.

"Qin Luo, how about we call it quits? There are so many people watching."

Qin Luo glanced at the growing crowd around him and finally let go of his hand.

"Get lost. Remember what you said. From now on, whenever you see Xiaoyu, you must call her 'Grandma'."

"Yes, yes, yes! We'll definitely call it!"

Zhang Lingfeng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and fled in a panic, not even bothering to look after Qiang Ge who was lying on the ground.

A burst of laughter and discussion erupted from the crowd.

"Even Young Master Zhang has met his match!"

"That handsome guy is amazing!"

"Serves you right! You always bully men and women."

Nie Xiaoyu tugged at Qin Luo's sleeve. (End of Chapter)