[{"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-48":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},2333184,4563,"Chapter 48: Ordinary Friends","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-48",48,"\u003Cp>Xu Zheng and Guo Zi were just like that—always big talkers. When they reached the classroom door and heard the girls’ voices outside, they instantly wilted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently slowed his pace, and thus Xu Qingzhou immediately found himself at the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Total coward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou sighed and strode toward the classroom. This year, the School of Mathematics admitted 151 students, divided into four classes. Xu Qingzhou was in Class One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classroom was crowded; there were six girls, all seated to the left of the front door, while the rest sat scattered about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Shu stood at the door, holding some materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Qingzhou, Xu Zheng, you’re here,” Zhang Shu waved to greet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After picking up the military training uniforms, we’d have one day to rest, then training would begin the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read! {\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized Song Yao’s persona had completely collapsed—where was the aloof campus beauty he’d been promised?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another five minutes passed, and Zhu Sitong walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everyone finished their self-introductions, they went to collect the military uniforms. Kong Xian finally got his chance to shine—he was chosen as the male representative to hand out the uniforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?” Xu Zheng perked up, staring intently at the girls, but the six of them were whispering among themselves and hadn’t turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four of them sat by the window and began quietly discussing the girls in the class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s just an ordinary friend,” Song Yao explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zheng asked anxiously, “Old Xu, I was in a rush earlier and didn’t get a good look at the girls. Any beauties?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your taste is terrible, Old Kong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, I think…” Xu Qingzhou had been about to say “average,” but seeing their expectant stares, he felt a pang of pity and nodded: “Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao didn’t deny it. Zhang Qiong propped her chin on her hand, sighing: “Too bad I wasn’t here—I really wanted to see what kind of guy made our Song the beauty so flustered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did Old Xu go do?” Xu Zheng had been watching the girls out the window and hadn’t heard Xu Qingzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Ziqiang looked miserable—even from two meters away, Xu Qingzhou could feel his tension; his face was stiff, and he was already walking with mismatched steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Having dinner with a high school classmate,” Kong Xian said, still reading *Mathematical Analysis I*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Ziqiang, flipping through Advanced Algebra, replied: “Said it was a guy he used to eat with all the time in high school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>School of Mathematics, Room 4102.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Xu Zheng and Kong Xian were united.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao placed her phone face-down on the desk and shook her head. “Nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s ‘fine’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou glanced at Shen Yueqing and Xue Ying. Both were similar—Shen Yueqing leaned toward intellectual boldness, wearing a crop top; Xue Ying was gentle and demure, nowhere near stunning, and certainly no match for Song Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the guy who dropped you off, isn’t it?” Teng Xiaojuan smiled lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, she glanced at the boy pretending to walk past the classroom door but secretly watching them, then sighed: “Too bad—all those boys hoping to make a move are doomed to disappointment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boy or girl?” Xu Zheng asked warily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As another new student arrived, everyone else turned to look—especially the girls, their eyes sweeping over the four boys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou rolled his eyes, thinking these people had clearly never suffered from love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then each student went up to give a self-introduction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in another teaching building. Clearly, by the start of the semester, she’d already memorized everyone’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou noticed Kong Xian kept glancing at Zhang Shu by the door—he must be eager, seeing how Zhang Shu was now a “probationary assistant” to the counselor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zheng lost interest and chuckled: “Thought Old Xu was going on a date with the guys. Maybe tonight we’ll have a social event in the dorm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao frowned, staring at Xu Qingzhou’s two-word reply, her teeth grinding—“average”? What did that even mean? How was she average?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Xian chimed in: “I still prefer Shen Yueqing—she’s definitely department-level beauty material.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t notice,” Xu Qingzhou shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them stalled, then turned to Xu Qingzhou for his opinion: “Old Xu, who do you think looks better?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zheng turned to Kong Xian and Zhai Ziqiang: “What about you two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Zhai Ziqiang, they felt Xu Qingzhou’s opinion would carry more weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he’d even taken a photo of him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Classmates, hello, I’m your counselor,” Zhu Sitong wrote his name and phone number on the blackboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Yao, what are you staring at? You look so forlorn,” someone leaned over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Xian and Zhai Ziqiang were worse off—even Xu Zheng couldn’t compare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Xu Qingzhou finished his self-introduction and sat down, he saw a message from Song Yao: a photo, asking if he thought she looked good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He first welcomed everyone to Jingda, urged them to cherish their time—four years seemed long but flew by in a blink—then went over Jingda’s rules and military training guidelines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed and reluctantly replied, “Average.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zheng had already been lost in that “handsome” call; he instinctively puffed out his chest. Kong Xian adjusted his glasses, clearly used to such spotlight moments, and sat elegantly beside Xu Qingzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zheng protested: “Old Xu, you’re just sour grapes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s your taste that’s broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou walked calmly toward an empty seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Qiong nodded, correcting: “Alright, I’ll adjust—I want to see what this ‘ordinary friend’ of Song the beauty is like.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Ziqiang stayed silent, stammering, but Kong Xian mused: “Four of them—all good-looking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Handsome!” a girl whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xue Ying might be worth pursuing, but Shen Yueqing… forget it. Girls like her won’t lack boyfriends. Let’s be realistic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who says the School of Mathematics has no beauties? Xue Ying’s gorgeous!” Xu Zheng’s eyes lit up; as this girl gave her self-introduction, he’d already picked out names for their future children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl was Zhang Qiong, her roommate—outgoing and blunt. When Xu Qingzhou arrived yesterday, she’d been out with her parents touring campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone carried their uniforms back to the dorm. Xu Qingzhou had just finished washing clothes and planned to eat with his roommates, but then he got a message from Song Yao inviting him to dinner. For the sake of a meal, he decisively abandoned Xu Zheng and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou sighed—he wasn’t wrong. Of the four of them, Xu Zheng was the most flashy, but clearly a greenhorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Xian patted Xu Qingzhou’s shoulder and comforted him: “Old Xu, be confident. Sure, you’re not as good-looking as the rest of us, but if you work at it, you might still land a pretty girlfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among these three roommates, she actually got along better with Zhang Qiong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Social?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two reading students looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, the girl from the Business School I mentioned—she agreed to have dinner tonight. I’ll see if I can get her whole dorm to come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Content still messy—can be revised within these two days. Apologies.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1173,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1e6f3e80c814689836edf398cbc151d1651aa32aa02e654e36eff8af10278ab5","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-49","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-47",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]