Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 182 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (9)

Xue Yanbei took the dish, and after seeing what it was, asked, "Zhaoyi, you don't eat spicy food?"

Zhao Zhao was too lazy to explain and nodded casually. Seeing this, the others took special care of his taste, so there wasn't even a single chili pepper on the huge dining table.

Although all their families were wealthy and powerful, they were still far inferior to the Yu family.

A group of people, whether genuinely or obsequiously, all followed Zhao Zhao's eating habits.

Zhao Zhao was used to this kind of situation and didn't feel uncomfortable at all. A group of teenagers got so excited that they skipped their lunch break and started playing cards in the private room.

After a few rounds, Zhao Zhao got playful and said, "Let's set a rule for this round: the loser will be punished." He slammed his hand on the table, his eyes shining.

Xue Yanbei chimed in, "That's right, that's more exciting."

"Hahahaha, I agree, I agree."

Fang Sheng's eyes darted around, and he smiled maliciously, "How about starting now, the losers take the initiative to add Chairman Song on WeChat?"

Upon hearing this, the group laughed even more unrestrainedly, "Isn't this asking the impossible?"

Everyone knows that Song Zhixu, the unattainable beauty and student council president of the second year of high school, is notoriously aloof. Although she often wears a smile, she is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing.

They'll smile at you while ruthlessly deducting points from your score.

Fang Sheng waved his hand dismissively and said, "One word, is it okay or not?"

“Of course we should ask Zhaoyi.” Xue Yanbei handed the reins to Zhaozhao, who then asked, “Who is Chairman Song?”

“A senior in the second year of high school, the president of our school’s student council,” Jiang Jiawei quickly replied.

"Okay, let's play like this then."

Zhao Zhao excitedly took out a deck of cards, casually rubbing her chest, "Best two out of three, no backing out."

"Also, no water can be released."

After jokingly glancing around and receiving their affirmative response, Zhao Zhao felt relieved and started playing.

A group of teenagers gathered together, joking and teasing each other, creating a very pleasant atmosphere. Zhao Zhao had already lost one round without them holding back, and was about to lose the second round when Xue Yanbei secretly let him win by a narrow margin.

In the third round, Zhao Zhao was a little excited and had a severe chest pain. While playing cards, she took out a pill from her pocket and took it.

Seeing this, Fang Sheng and Jiang Jiawei silently poured him a glass of water.

However, Zhao Zhao still lost this round, and lost completely. Xue Yanbei and the others didn't hold back and immediately egged him on to accept his defeat.

Zhao Zhao took another pill and laughed heartily, "Of course."

"Let's go find Chairman Song now."

Fang Sheng glanced at his phone, then immediately moved closer to him, saying with a wry smile, "No need to look anymore, he's looking for us himself." He showed the contents of his phone to Zhao Zhao, looking utterly helpless.

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Xue Yanbei immediately jumped over on a stool and came closer to watch together.

"Grass!"

"Hasn't President Song not checked attendance during lunch break for a long time? Why did he suddenly check today? And why did he happen to check our class?!"

Xue Yanbei was incredulous and asked three questions in a row.

Song Zhixu's family has a powerful background, and they generally dare not provoke him easily.

Fang Sheng, quick-witted, packed his things, ready to run. "What are you waiting for? That person is looking for us right now! Let's run!"

If he catches them skipping class to play cards, they'll be there at the school assembly on Monday, carrying thousands of words of self-criticism and repentance.

The scene was too beautiful for him to bear.