[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me-":3,"chapter-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-21":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Focused on Science, But You Want to Trick Me Into Love?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2333157,4563,"Chapter 21: Xu Qingzhou, let","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>The third-year curriculum was plain and unadorned; teachers had finished covering all material in first and second year, so the entire third year amounted to nothing but review and wrap-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daily classes mostly involved solving problems and going over solutions, in endless cycles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yuxin’s incident was merely a minor footnote and caused no stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunday morning passed swiftly; at noon, the dismissal bell pulled students back from their sea of problems into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing everyone was eager to go home, Math Teacher Lao Liao didn’t delay class—he abruptly cut off his explanation mid-problem, waved his hand, and dismissed the students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou left with Guo Zi yang, backpack on his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he swore on his honor that he’d “never rank above a primary schooler in LOL,” the guy finally believed his innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students poured out of the classroom building chattering excitedly; third-years remained calm, while first- and second-years were far more animated—few headed to the cafeteria; boarders debated where to get a good meal, and some boys rushed headlong toward the school gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao and Ding Jiahui were blocked by three boys; the middle one, around seventeen or eighteen, had clean features and was fairly handsome, his hair parted three-seven, meticulously styled with gel and spray, holding a bouquet of roses—oh, paper-folded ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, Song Yao walked toward him, stopping before him: “Xu Qingzhou, let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over these three years, at least a dozen people had confessed to Song Yao—some who knew her before, some who’d exchanged a few words by chance, others complete strangers who came solely to confess and close a chapter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just outside the classroom building, a crowd suddenly blocked the way; students clustered together, clearly watching something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a show! Someone’s confessing to Song Yao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Guo Zi yang didn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A murmur spread through the crowd; many girls were moved by Li Dingkang’s persistence, seeing it as genuine feeling, while others simply waited for the spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou shook his head, thinking Song Yao was unlucky to be pursued by such a jerk. After a pause, he muttered: “Fatty, it’s your turn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just a small gift between friends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou ran through his memory and quickly recalled the guy’s identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spotted several boys from his class, including Zhang Yuquan, who looked annoyed but seemed too afraid to step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, which guy’s got balls this big?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you don’t want a relationship, but we can start as friends,” Li Dingkang said gently, offering the bouquet. “These flowers took me a week to fold—one by one, ninety-nine in total. They’re a token of our friendship.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confessions were routine among their classmates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dingkang held the bouquet, pleading: “Xiao Yao, I’m sincere. Can’t you just give me one chance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, for experiments and budgets, he’d argued countless times; dealing with this childish scene was second nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, wasn’t Song Yao already dating someone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou suddenly felt a bad premonition. “Damn, Zhouzi, it’s really Song Yao!” Guo Zi yang stood on tiptoe, even more anxious than Xu Qingzhou. Yes, Xu Qingzhou had explained he and Song Yao were innocent, but Guo Zi yang’s subconscious still linked this to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t ask how Xu Qingzhou knew—no reason, just practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was clear and cool, like a summer breeze brushing the face, instantly refreshing, sweeping away all irritation and drowsiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no friendship between us, and we need no token. Move aside,” Song Yao said, her expression as cold as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou smirked. “Go help her. Bullying a girl from our class—do you think we guys aren’t watching?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In third year, another Zhang Yuxin joined; more people now loitered near their classroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s Xu Qingzhou—good-looking, and this year’s top scorer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confessing to Song Yao? Even from a distance, Xu Qingzhou had already pieced together the whole story from the crowd’s chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Dingkang, Song Yao already said she doesn’t like you!” Ding Jiahui glared. She thought these boys were insane—knowing they’d be rejected, they still came like fools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, it made sense: the rocket class was full of privileged, studious kids with thin skins. If it were his high school self, he’d probably be hiding in the crowd like an ostrich too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou could tell Song Yao despised this kind of pursuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou had his own curiosity too; with Guo Zi yang clearing a path, he easily reached the front row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is such a public setting…” Xu Qingzhou stopped, deciding he’d better handle it himself—he rolled up his sleeves. If the guy pushed further, he wouldn’t hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao stared coldly at him. “Don’t call me Xiao Yao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on years of experience, these were all heading to internet cafes; those near school were constantly complained about, only two remained open, and everyone feared arriving too late and finding no machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Song Yao, I stayed up for days to fold these flowers for you—please take them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he spoke to Guo Zi yang, Song Yao glanced toward his position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why don’t you go?” Guo Zi yang thought Xu Qingzhou made sense—how could they let others bully their classmate? But he hoped Xu Qingzhou would go with him, so he could follow behind and avoid drawing attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dingkang’s two companions began egging Song Yao on to take the flowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dingkang was first in Class 3-3 and eighth in the grade, Song Yao’s junior high classmate who’d long pursued her—until last week, when Liu Ying scolded him, causing him to lie low for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd’s eyes snapped to Xu Qingzhou. A moment of silence, then chaos erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk tsk, so last night’s rumor was true after all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, this is blatant public display of affection! Where are the teachers? Where’s the discipline director? Don’t they intervene?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck. Xu Qingzhou felt his head throb—he’d been used as a pawn. He gave up entirely, calm and composed: “Alright, let’s go. Your parents must be waiting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since you’re chasing thrills, go all the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1008,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","417191daaef520dfccdbf821dc675932cd15364caeb64cfa862f79a3877c1f7d","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-22","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-20",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]