A live stream of someone hand-making a giant white robot attracted the attention of the government,

"Bai Che! Tell it to shut up!"

Su Wanqing's originally cold phoenix eyes were now burning with two flames of shame and indignation, staring intently at the innocent-looking instigator.

Bai Che was also taken aback by Da Bai's sudden action.

But she was secretly overjoyed.

He set the autonomous judgment permissions of Big White to be extremely high in order to realize a true "personal health assistant". He did not expect that it would be so "accurate" when used on a stranger for the first time.

This artificial intelligence is quite something, even more interesting than I expected.

Wang Tao and several classmates standing nearby peeked out, wanting to look but not daring to, their faces turning red from trying to suppress their laughter, their shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Especially Wang Tao, whose eyes were filled with compassion for Su Wanqing, and when he looked at Bai Che, he was filled with awe and reverence.

Che-ge, forever a god! He even dared to publicly die for the student council president, what incredible courage!

Su Wanqing noticed the gazes around her, and a cold glare swept over her. Wang Tao immediately shrank back, pretending to be seriously studying the cracks in the wall.

Bai Che cleared his throat, forcibly suppressing the upturned corners of his mouth, and waved to Da Bai.

"Alright, Baymax, standby mode."

"Okay, Bai Che." Da Bai's response was as soft and cute as ever. It slowly lowered its outstretched arms, the screen on its chest went dark, and the halo around its eyes also went out, turning back into the quiet, white, chubby creature.

Bai Che shrugged, his face displaying an innocent expression that said, "I'm helpless too, but it's just a machine."

"Senior, look, it's just a program. Sometimes it doesn't really know the atmosphere and doesn't mean any harm."

This explanation is worse than no explanation at all.

Su Wanqing felt her cheeks were still burning hot. In her twenty years of life, she had never lost her composure in front of so many people.

She took a deep breath, then another, forcibly suppressing the jumbled images in her mind and the words "mild anemia" and "premenstrual syndrome."

Calm down, Su Wanqing. You are the student council president; you are here to handle official business.

She tried to calm her voice, but her slightly reddened ears betrayed her embarrassment.

The prepared, businesslike speech she had prepared was now completely forgotten. All she wanted to do was escape from dormitory 302, a place that made her so embarrassed she wanted to dig her toes into the ground.

"In short... the school will handle this matter." Her speech was more than twice as fast as usual. "You, Bai Che, as the person involved, refrain from posting any related content online in the near future. Be mindful of your words and actions!"

After uttering this warning, she didn't even wait for Bai Che's response before turning around and quickly walking towards the door in her high heels, her back view showing a hint of panic as if she were fleeing in disarray.

Looking at her almost unsteady back, Bai Che felt that this icy senior's outburst was much more vivid than her serious lecturing.

He stroked his chin, a wicked thought flashing through his mind, and decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Senior!" he suddenly called out towards the door.

Su Wanqing's steps suddenly stopped, but she didn't turn around; her back was as stiff as a stone slab.

Bai Che's sincere yet slightly teasing voice came through: "Want some brown sugar water? I happen to have some; it was a free gift with the instant noodles I bought."

As he spoke, he waved a packet of cheap, powdered brown sugar that he had pulled out from somewhere, which gleamed unassumingly in the sunlight.

"..."

His response was a series of more rapid high heels clicking on the floor, and Su Wanqing's figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

After a brief silence, the dormitory erupted in a deafening burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha, Che-ge, you...you're a devil!"

"The brown sugar water that comes with instant noodles...it's infuriating! I'm speechless, I'm truly speechless! This is a hundred times more painful than being directly insulted!"

Wang Tao laughed until tears streamed down his face. He rolled on the ground, clutching his stomach, yelling, "It's over! The image of the Ice Queen is completely ruined! Now the whole school knows about her... Hahaha... No, now it's me and the Ice Queen who are both dead!"

Bai Che ignored the group of clowns and casually tossed the bag of brown sugar back onto the table, but he was pondering something in his mind.

This Su Wanqing doesn't seem like a bad person, just a bit old-fashioned. It's understandable that the school wants to suppress this matter.

However, there's no way he'd admit that Baymax is fake.

The system task isn't completely finished yet; we can't let this influence die out.

Just then, his phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.

hum... hum...

An unfamiliar local number was displayed on the screen.

Who would call at this time?

Bai Che casually swiped to answer the call and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Feed?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a steady, deep middle-aged man's voice, carrying an undeniable aura.

"Is that Bai Che?"

"it's me."

"Hello, I'm a friend of your father's." The man paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts. "There are some things I'd like to discuss with you in person, about... 'Big White'."