[{"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-46":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},2333182,4563,"Chapter 46: First Day of Registration","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-46",46,"\u003Cp>\"45th floor, this side is near Teaching Building One cafeteria.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seem to know this place well,\" Song Yao said in confusion; at every intersection, Xu Qingzhou appeared to know exactly which way to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I checked the guide in advance,\" Xu Qingzhou offered a casual excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao’s heart warmed; she assumed Xu Qingzhou must have looked it up, since she’d once told him she was on the 45th floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female dormitory was unusually lively today—registration day, free to come and go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao’s dorm was on the second floor; when they entered, two roommates were packing and laying out sheets. Everyone was friendly and began introducing themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou listened beside them, silently helping Song Yao unpack her bags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re Xu Qingzhou?\" The man, surprised by the name on the form, then smiled and said, \"I’m your counselor, Zhu Sitong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read!{\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao ran out, and at the door, Xu Qingzhou held a bag of snacks and fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy sleeping across from him was Zhai Ziqiang, pitch-black, quiet by nature, from Zhengzhou, rural origin, parents both farmers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re just ordinary friends. Uh, everyone, have an apple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Math Department, all first-years study together; specialization is chosen only after the second year’s final exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you here again?\" she complained, though her eyes were already reddening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s another girl, touring the campus with her parents,\" Teng Xiaojuan glanced at Xu Qingzhou beside her. \"Is this your boyfriend?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When did you arrive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She urged, \"Alright, hurry up and check in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Counselor Zhu, good day,\" Xu Qingzhou smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl, clearly a student, handed him a list: \"Find your name and sign.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou was the last to arrive; when he entered, the three were chatting and all turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhong Ruotong was also surprised, her gaze sweeping between Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao, then she sighed: \"You two are impressive—came to school on your own.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like I’m the last one here,\" Xu Qingzhou greeted with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After checking in, Xu Qingzhou boarded the campus bus and rode to the 16th floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou retrieved his luggage and walked straight toward the Math Department’s reception desk. Beneath the tent stood a tall, thin man, beside him a short-haired girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, I’ll be going then,\" Xu Qingzhou nodded, greeted the other two, and left their dorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xu Qingzhou?\" The girl sized him up, curious about this legendary figure—740 points wasn’t something just anyone could score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Xu Qingzhou chat happily with her roommates, Song Yao suddenly felt a pang of jealousy, as if her boyfriend were cheating—yet he’d come solely to drop her off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the tall man and said, \"Teacher, I’m here to check in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou shook his head humbly: \"We just didn’t have parents with time to bring us—we had no choice but to come on our own.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xu Qingzhou was even more eager to clarify: \"You mustn’t misunderstand—I’m just a high school classmate of Song Yao’s, happened to drop her off.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in front with Advanced Math was Kong Xianbo, from Quyang, who liked to adjust his glasses when speaking, as if always trying to appear profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teng Xiaojuan didn’t press further; she could tell Song Yao valued Xu Qingzhou deeply, and this boy—well, he wasn’t her type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m really leaving now. Call me if anything comes up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao’s face flushed, and she carried her things upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, we’ve been waiting for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss, your boyfriend’s already far away—don’t just stand here. Hurry back to your dorm and tidy up; we’re doing a hygiene inspection tonight.\" Everyone in this dorm had scores above 700—they’d marvel, but not worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiao Yao, he really isn’t your boyfriend?\" Teng Xiaojuan turned to Song Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding~ Song Yao had just laid out her bedding when her phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou said, \"Next door, Math Department.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any school, female dorms inevitably have tensions—making a good first impression never hurts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My parents left right after breakfast this morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But coming alone already shows great strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re the one who cried,\" Song Yao punched Xu Qingzhou lightly—heavy enough to look like a girlfriend playfully teasing her boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zhengyang, 19, was the dorm leader; Zhai Ziqiang was three months younger, second in rank; Xu Qingzhou third; Kong Xianbo fourth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Running for class officer was not in Xu Qingzhou’s plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow—all of them except him wore glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao felt a twinge of bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Handsome, which school are you from?\" Teng Xiaojuan was the bold type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou waved his hand. Song Yao stood at the dorm door, watching Xu Qingzhou walk farther away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello,\" Xu Qingzhou greeted. Already counselor Zhu’s right-hand man after just entering campus—his future looked bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Song Yao whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She collected her campus card, key, bedding at the dorm office, then went to her dorm—101.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, okay,\" Song Yao felt warm inside; she knew Xu Qingzhou wanted her to get along with her roommates. The earlier sense of loss faded a little—she wasn’t alone; Xu Qingzhou was still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone introduced themselves. Xu Qingzhou now had a rough sense of his new roommates’ personalities. The man on his left was Xu Zhengyang, from Beijing, spoke with authentic Beijing accent, dressed in designer brands—clearly from a wealthy family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The great Song Yao, campus beauty, aren’t you about to cry?\" Xu Qingzhou whistled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiao Yao, he really isn’t your boyfriend?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl waved: \"I’m Zhang Shuyi—we’ll be classmates from now on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bought him stuff? I bet it won’t be long before he is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Xu Qingzhou left, Song Yao felt hollow. In this unfamiliar place, surrounded by strangers, a sudden wave of loneliness nearly brought her to tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao wanted to deny it—she and Xu Qingzhou had no relationship, and she didn’t plan to date before graduation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dorm supervisor nearby couldn’t watch anymore and reminded her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true son of humble origins—worthy of respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorm 206 grew lively again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I once wanted to apply to the Math Department,\" Teng Xiaojuan said enviously; the admission score there was much higher than here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl with a straight fringe and crop top was Teng Xiaojuan, undeniably beautiful; the girl on the right with glasses was Zhong Ruotong, a bit dull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Sitong said, \"Join the major group. Tomorrow at 9 a.m., gather in Building 4, Room 4102.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take these. If you can’t finish them, share with your roommates,\" Xu Qingzhou handed the items to Song Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou’s bed was number 4, separated from the sink and toilet by a single wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After organizing their belongings, the four cleaned the dorm together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guys, let’s go eat together?\" Xu Zhengyang invited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1121,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a6cd885489da767a89143097341ff1a067131405018c64afb3ac6a1ded723b27","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-47","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-45",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]