Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

After Sheng Congye returned to school from the competition, the empty beds in his dormitory were covered with sheets and blankets.

Tao Wei asked in a sharing tone, "Hey, Ye-ge, do you know which department's students moved into our dorm this time?"

Asking this question proves it's not from their department, so Sheng Congye casually guessed, "Chemistry Department."

Their dormitory is one of the few mixed-use dormitories on campus, with four beds occupied by students from three different departments.

At the end of last semester, the chemistry students rented apartments off-campus and moved out when the new semester started.

There's also a math major named Jiang Yi, who went abroad to participate in a math competition and is expected to return after the National Day holiday.

Sheng Congye said that the chemistry department was completely without thinking.

"How could that be? If he were still in the Chemistry Department, would I be talking to you like that?" Tao Wei mysteriously revealed the person's name, "He's from the Dance Department, a freshman named Ji Chuzhuo. He has a tall and straight posture, no wonder he's a dancer. His skin is so fair and delicate, he looks like an angel."

"I'm at a loss for words. I can't find a more concise way to describe him than 'beautiful.' During military training, the campus confession wall was flooded with messages from so many people that the wall pinned his basic information to the top, and it's still there now."

Sheng Congye wasn't interested in that. He found a change of pajamas and said, "What does it matter to me if it's pretty? I'm not a looks-obsessed person. I'm exhausted after these past two weeks. I'm going to take a shower now."

Tao Wei pursed his lips.

That's true. After training, physical education students just fall asleep; they don't have time to care about anything else.

But Ji Chuzhuo is truly beautiful, with an exceptional temperament, exquisite and striking features that are very eye-catching, giving people a sense that she doesn't belong to the same social class.

If Tao Wei hadn't been absolutely certain of his sexual orientation, he would have doubted whether he was gay.

However… he glanced thoughtfully at the closed bathroom door.

When Sheng Congye first entered university, he immediately became the school's most handsome man with his outstanding looks. He was a strikingly handsome guy with deep-set eyes, a sculpted face, and a tanned complexion, attracting countless admirers.

However, he focused solely on training and refused any ambiguous relationships, making him virtually immune to scandals.

This has led to speculation about his sexual orientation over the past two years, but no one has confirmed it yet.

"Tsk, could it be that Brother Ye is sexually apathetic?" Tao Wei boldly guessed.

Chu Zhuo pushed open the door and, upon hearing the words "sexually frigid," instinctively asked, "What's sexually frigid?"

"..." Tao Wei's expression changed incredibly quickly, and he smiled kindly, "No, I was just spreading rumors. Xiao Ji is back from the professional dinner party. Did you have fun?"

"I'm so happy. Everyone is so easy to get along with. My classmates know that I'm not in the same dorm as them, and they invited me to attend classes with them." Chu Zhu handed the milk tea she bought on the way to Tao Wei. "I bought this for you. I made a special note that it's low-sugar, low-fat, and caffeine-free, so you can drink it without worry."

To some extent, both athletes and dancers need to control their diet and pay attention to their sugar intake.

A black backpack hung on the back of the chair next to her. Chu Zhuo pulled out her chair and sat down, asking, "Has the senior from the bed across from mine come back?"

"Oh, he's taking a shower in the bathroom." Tao Wei sipped his milk tea through a straw, gesturing towards the balcony with his chin. "He's the senior in my major that I told you about on the first day of school."

"I remember, his name is Sheng Congye, right? It's a very unique name." Chu Zhu nodded knowingly.

"Yes, if you don't like calling him 'senior,' you can call him 'Brother Ye' like I do. That's what all the students in our major call him. He's incredibly talented. He finished all his certifications in his freshman year, won the championship representing Beijing University in a competition in his sophomore year, and was dragged off to participate in a national-level competition before his junior year even started. He's back at school this late, so he's probably a shoo-in for the championship."

Worried that Sheng Congye's arrogant attitude might cause misunderstandings, Tao Wei gave him a heads-up: "In our profession, he is known as a genius among geniuses. You know, some geniuses are a little arrogant. He's not a bad person, he's not cunning."

"Yeah, I understand. After all, I'm a genius too," Chu Zhuo replied jokingly, feeling confident as she rummaged through her pajamas and shower gel beforehand.

While waiting, he checked his class messages and saw many people tagging him, asking if he had arrived at his dorm yet and if he wanted them to pick him up the next day.

What a lovely group of people, Chu Zhu replied in text.

[Ji Chuzhuo: You arrived safely. No need to pick me up. If we bump into each other on the way, we can go together.]

That's what they say, but many people have already decided to get up early tomorrow to "bump into" Ji Chuzhuo.

There was nothing they could do; Ji was just so good-looking. The other students all thought the same thing.

Click, the sound of the balcony door opening came from the balcony.

Chu Zhu put down her phone, pushed off with her toes, and turned her head to look.

Sheng Congye dried his hair with a towel, casually buttoned a few buttons on his shirt, and slipped on his slippers as he pushed open the door. He paused when he caught sight of the strange boy looking at him.

The boy was wearing a light blue short-sleeved printed T-shirt, paired with black straight-leg pants. His long, slender neck was so white it seemed to glow, and his thin forearms were draped over the back of the chair, exuding a subtle sense of strength.

With a slight upturn at the corners of her lips and a gleam in her eyes, even just sitting there motionless, one could see her perfectly proportioned figure with long arms and legs.

Thump, thump, thump, the sound of a heartbeat echoed in his ears. The man forgot to think, his hands and feet were at a loss, and the act of drying his hair slowly stopped.

Tao Wei introduced the two: "Brother Ye, you're all washed up. This is the junior I told you about, Ji Chuzhuo, from the dance department. He came back from the class dinner today."

After speaking, seeing that Sheng Congye was still frozen in place, like a wooden stake, Tao Wei asked with a slightly puzzled tone, "Brother Ye?"

Chu Zhuo stood up and said, "Hello, my name is Ji Chu Zhuo."

Upon closer inspection, it's quite a picture of a tough guy emerging from the bath.

With each breath, his chest muscles bulged, his arms were taut and strong, his tall stature and long legs made his well-developed muscles extremely eye-catching, his bulging muscles were even more striking, and the overwhelming aura of hormones released an invisible sense of pressure.

Sheng Congye seemed to wake from a dream, and blankly stretched out his hand: "Sheng Congye, Sheng as in grand, Cong as in jungle, Ye as in wild."

Chu Zhu smiled and said, "I know. Senior Tao Wei told me about it on the first day of school. He said that your name reflects your personality and that you are one of the best in your major."

The boy gave him a thumbs up: "Awesome, Ye-ge."

Sheng Congye blushed, his wheat-colored skin concealing the subtle changes on the surface, making them not very noticeable. His ears were hot, and he stammered, "Basic...basic stuff, nothing to brag about."

Tao Wei: "?"

Brother, you didn't look like this ten minutes ago.

Tao Wei stared silently at Sheng Congye.

During their two years at university, even if they didn't know each other very well, Sheng Congye was always calm and composed in their eyes. No matter how difficult or arduous the training was, it was no challenge to him.

Is it... shyness now?

Recalling the arrogant words of someone just now, Tao Wei cleared his throat and began to perform in a sarcastic tone: "I don't know who said that being pretty has nothing to do with me, I don't..."

Sheng Congye glanced at it casually.

Tao Wei immediately shut up, made a zipping motion with his hand at his mouth, and very tactfully closed his mouth.

But Chu Zhuo had clearly heard most of it; his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were filled with doubt.

Sheng Congye: "..."