Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 242 I'm the Boss of the Campus F4 (69)

"Evan!" Hearing the familiar voice, Evan abruptly looked up, a bright, sunny smile naturally spreading across his face. His gaze quickly turned to the source of the sound, and sure enough, at the front of the crowded throng, Zhao Zhao's slender figure was striving to approach him!

"You're not feeling well, so why did you squeeze in here?" Evan frowned slightly, looking helplessly at the stubborn boy in front of him.

Zhao Zhao glared at him, then looked at Lin Xi and asked, "What trouble have you gotten into this time?"

As she spoke, Zhao Zhao's eyes darted back and forth between Ai Wen and the dazed Lin Xi, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

"I was playing basketball and accidentally dropped it, and the basketball hit this classmate." Evan explained honestly. Seeing that Zhao Zhao was staring at Lin Xi, he gritted his teeth and said, "I've already called the infirmary, and someone will be here soon."

Lin Xi was unfamiliar with the place and was a special admission student, so even though blood was still flowing from his head, few people wanted to take him to the infirmary.

As for the culprit, Evan, despite his innocent smile, he is colder than anyone else.

Lin Xi kept his eyes down, making it impossible to read his expression, but his quiet demeanor only evoked more sympathy from others. Before the infirmary staff arrived, a classmate suggested, "Shouldn't we take him to the infirmary quickly?"

"You go?"

"...I'm not going, you go."

"Cut~"

Hearing the repeated excuses and seeing Lin Xi's red eyes, Zhao Zhao glared at Ai Wen with exasperation, then stepped forward and helped Lin Xi, who was about the same height as him, to her feet.

Seeing the aggrieved boy, Zhao Zhao tried to soften her voice, "I'm sorry, let's take you to the infirmary." As she spoke, she turned her head and glared at Evan, who looked displeased, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help him to the infirmary."

Evan stepped forward reluctantly, muttering, "Didn't I call someone over? They might be here in a little while."

"Young Master Evan, we're here, we're here."

Speak of the devil, and he appears! Several medical staff members carrying medical kits pushed through the crowd and rushed over.

Seeing this, Evan chuckled and took a big step back. "Look, they're here." He raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Zhao Zhao, then shouted to the crowd, "Disperse, stop looking." No one disobeyed his words, and more than half of the people left in an instant.

With the space open, the air naturally circulates better.

"Alright, stop standing here and getting in their way." Eager to pull Zhao Zhao away from Lin Xi, Ai Wen immediately grabbed his waist tightly and wouldn't let go.

Behind him was He Qinglin, who was secretly watching him; in front of him was Lin Xi, whose eyes were full of grievances. Ai Wen, however, acted as if he couldn't see her and chatted with Zhao Zhao.

"You've gone too far." Zhao Zhao slapped the restless boy and asked coldly, "Have you apologized to him yet?"

“Of course.” Evan raised an eyebrow and looked at Lin Xi with a smile. “I apologized to you, didn’t I?”

Lin Xi, who was receiving bandages, was initially angry and aggrieved that the protagonist was completely different from the character in the story. However, when she met Evan's dangerous eyes, she immediately obediently replied, "Yes...yes."

Evan smiled. Zhao Zhao knew this kid all too well. She gave Evan a push from behind and gestured with her eyes.

So Evan reluctantly stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, can I have your phone number?" He took out his phone and placed it in front of Lin Xi. Lin Xi stared blankly at him. This sentence did match the plot, but the process was quite different.