Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 708 - 489: So What If You’ve Kissed?

Chapter 708: Chapter 489: So What If You’ve Kissed?

Cheng the Movie King, upon hearing Ning Bao mentioned from her lips, immediately started to exert his influence.

He looked deeply at Zhang Qiqi for a moment, then paused for a few seconds. After the silence, he ultimately came out with a line:

"Sorry, I don’t really want to talk about this."

Zhang Qiqi: I knew it! It’s definitely Shen Qingning!

Your silence is deafening, echoing the answer in my ears!

Cheng Zhu, however, didn’t blush or skip a beat, even thinking he hadn’t played dirty: "Ningning indeed was one of them."

He really didn’t want to talk about this topic either.

Because with so many people involved, damn it, it could take a long time to discuss.

These girls were all people Cheng Zhu held dear on the tip of his heart.

Unfortunately, he had the potential to be a durian man—spikey and packed tightly.

But for Zhang Qiqi, the name Shen Qingning was just too strong a blow.

If it were anyone else, she would have been just very hurt.

But if that person were Miss Shen, whom she disliked, then it was not just a wound but a critical hit!

Besides that, there was a strong... discomfort?

It was like if you liked a girl, and she told you that the person she likes was the guy you absolutely can’t stand, what would your feelings be?

Especially since they’d just had a moment of close contact.

Zhang Qiqi had thought today would be a day of victory for her.

The moment she opened her little mouth, direct attraction, a sure win!

But the kiss was given away, and it didn’t get her the result she wanted.

And because it was Shen Qingning, it roused her competitive spirit even more!

"Have they kissed on the lips? Has she ever kissed him?"

"Has she ever leaned into Cheng Zhu’s arms?"

"She’s always so dignified, so arrogant. She definitely only imagines men groveling after her, absolutely no initiative on her part, not even a bit of response to the other’s advances!"

"Nothing must have happened between them; otherwise, they’d already be together!"

"But I kissed him twice today!"

— "I don’t care, I’m overtaking on the curve!"

You can tell from her persistent chasing that she’s not someone to give up until she’s faced with absolute defeat.

Thus, Zhang Qiqi began to rally.

"Junior, I just... I was a little... a little out of line just now. Sorry," her voice got lighter and her tone softer.

While she said this, she also felt slightly wronged, which caused her eyes to inexplicably well up.

She really believed she liked Cheng Zhu very much; otherwise, she wouldn’t have chased after him despite the lack of response.

For instance, Cheng Zhu was very slow to reply to her WeChat, and if he said he was going to shower, he’d disappear as if he drowned.

But she was persistent, constantly seeking topics and reasons to chat.

"Uh, senior sister..." Cheng Zhu saw her eyes turning red, seemed to instinctively raise his hand, then pulled it back.

"Let’s pretend it never happened, okay?" Zhang Qiqi looked up at him, her expression pitiful like a stray cat drenched in rain.

Cheng Zhu was silent outwardly, but inside he thought: Of course, that’s okay.

Zhang Qiqi looked into his eyes, then gently bit her lower lip. A tear slid down her cheek as she voiced her most feared and worrying thought:

"I don’t want... I don’t want to not even be friends."

Her tone carried a faint sob and a plea.

Cheng Zhu sighed and then nodded his head.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiqi felt a weight lifted off her heart.

Then, she took the initiative again.

"Junior, since it’s already like this, I still want to tell you that I like you," she said.

"But don’t feel pressured because of it. Liking you is my... it’s my own business."

It was curious; her voice tinged with a sob sounded even more enticing.

This made Cheng Zhu think this little green tea had quite a number of somewhat magical traits indeed.

He was about to say something when he felt the small hand grabbing his shirt tighten, nearly yanking out the hem tucked into his trousers.

He was quite formally dressed today for the interview.

"Cheng Zhu, can you... please don’t reject me today," she asked with a very soft tone, looking down.

Her crying became more intense, and more enticing as well.

Unfortunately for her, in Cheng Zhu’s heart, she was just a green tea senior sister.

So, he had even less pity for her.

The way people treat one another is, after all, related to their character.

Someone like Shen Qingning, crying, humbly pleading, that would have been a knockout blow!

But only moments ago they had smooched, hugged her slender waist, so he certainly wasn’t going to be completely heartless.

Hence, when Zhang Qiqi looked at him with teary eyes, he simply nodded lightly.

Just then, Cheng Zhu’s phone rang; it was an alarm.

"Um... I have a video conference in five minutes," Cheng Zhu looked at the time and said.

"Ah, okay, then I... I’ll leave first," she immediately got up, then glanced at the clothes scattered on the table.

It was quite a strange scene indeed.

Zhang Qiqi sniffled, then started to tidy up her down jacket, jeans, and yoga pants.

It was only then she realized she was in her bare feet, wearing a JK uniform.

After hesitating, she said, "Junior, I don’t really want to walk around the school in this outfit, so, could I..."

"Sure," Cheng Zhu said upon hearing this, turning away immediately.

Once more, the familiar rustling of changing clothes came from behind him, now with a slight whimper added.

This indeed made Cheng Zhu feel as though he had just done something inhuman.

Once she had changed back into her sun-protective clothing and jeans, Zhang Qiqi said softly: "Okay."

"Then, I’m going first," she said to Cheng Zhu.

"Okay, I’ll just do the video call from here," said Cheng Zhu.

"Mhm."

Like that, Zhang Qiqi left the classroom, even gently closing the door behind her.

For some reason, after she closed the door, she suddenly felt the urge to squat down and cry her heart out.

Having known that Cheng Zhu liked someone else, her heart truly ached.

Leaving so dejectedly only intensified that feeling.

But thinking of Cheng Zhu’s upcoming video conference, she chose to walk to the hallway and sit on the stairs, wiping away her tears, settling in an inconspicuous corner to regulate her emotions.

Two minutes later, she took a deep breath, turned her head to glance in the direction of the classroom she had just left.

Then, she took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from her bag, put them on, and walked alone towards the women’s dormitory.

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After Cheng Zhu finished the video conference, he sent the edited transformation video to Zhu Youwei.

The one with the yoga pants, naturally, wasn’t sent.

But he deleted the video.

Brother Zhu, you see, never settles for just satisfying his eyes. For him, such a video had no value and was instead a potential liability.

Zhu Youwei immediately received the video at his end and expressed that he and his whole company of internet celebrities would study the essence within intently.

Furthermore, he immediately sent a WeChat message to Zhang Qiqi, "How are you thinking over the contract matter? If there’s anything you wish to negotiate, you can tell me. We can discuss it slowly."

This crafty person didn’t mind giving her the impression: Whoa, this guy is entirely responsive to Cheng Zhu.

Because he couldn’t wait for Zhang Qiqi to convey his words to Cheng Zhu, telling him, "Junior, the moment you reached out to Zhu Youwei, he immediately got in touch with me."

A small internet celebrity of Zhang Qiqi’s level was never worth mentioning.

Now back in her dormitory, the internet celebrity school belle was in a slightly depressed state.

Upon seeing the WeChat message, she just replied, "Mr. Zhu, I do have a few points I’m not clear about. I’ll organize them and send them to you later."

"All right, let me know if there’s any issue," Zhu Youwei was extremely courteous.

The school’s efficiency was also quite high—they quickly edited the video of her interviewing Cheng Zhu, and after it was approved by the school leadership and Cheng Zhu himself, it was immediately posted on the school’s official Weibo.

Cheng Zhu would naturally cooperate, instructing Youu Tea’s official account to also like and share the post.

Around four in the afternoon, Zhang Qiqi also promptly used her personal Weibo to share the interview video.

That’s how she started checking comments under the video across three Weibo accounts, fascinated even after an hour of scrolling.

She soon saw many compliments on Cheng Zhu’s looks and hers as well.

"I want all the information on this lady reporter in five minutes!"

"Are all Technology University people this attractive? I regret not applying to Technology University!"

"Does she like Cheng Zhu? The way she looks at him is suspect!"

"Maybe it’s just admiration, which is quite normal."

"This Miss is pretty good-looking. The two of them together are a feast for my eyes."

Cheng Zhu’s own online popularity was now so great that he was even able to bring traffic to Zhang Qiqi, who had been working as an internet celebrity for over two years.

Once her Weibo was shared by others, her followers truly started to grow rapidly!

This, this was Cheng Zhu’s energy!

"Never mind, it’s not like I have no chance at all," she brainwashed herself.

But the reasoning for her self-strategy was quite logical: "Once men and women have had intimate contact, things tend to change."

She had seen many such examples on campus; two girls chasing after the same guy. Perhaps initially, the guy liked one of the girls more, but the other one was just too bold!

Holding hands, hugging, proactively kissing... men are usually easy to conquer.

"I kissed him for over a minute today." She blushed at the memory, her thighs involuntarily tightening, compressing her figure.

After some thought, she decided to do something.

Zhang Qiqi shared the link to her interview with Cheng Zhu on her Moments, accompanied by a comment that would seem innocuous to others, but to Cheng Zhu, would have a different meaning.

"Today’s main feature is total happiness!"

Though she had shed tears earlier, she still added an emoji of hands making a victory sign at the end of her post.

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(ps: Second release of the day, seeking double monthly votes at the month’s end, last day!)