[{"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-69":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},2333205,4563,"Chapter 69: Are You Asking for Humiliation?","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-69",69,"\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou had no particular thoughts—Mid, Mathematical Innovation and Development, was famously a water journal, and whatever this “core” thing was, if it didn’t even name itself, it was probably worse than Mid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was hit again, but fortunately, since they’d all been drinking, any vows to work harder were temporarily suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zhengyang had a decent alcohol tolerance; after being praised a few times for his drinking, he gained a dominant air, holding his cup and roaming around challenging others to drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Ziqiang’s face flushed after just one drink, clearly not someone who drank often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou wasn’t in a hurry, slowly sipping alongside Zhai Ziqiang, and whenever someone came to toast, he raised his cup in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you want some water?” Xue Ying asked softly, seeing Xu Qingzhou had already finished two bottles of beer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou shook his head: “No, beer doesn’t get you drunk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking once with Xu Qingzhou and seeing he showed no signs of intoxication, Xu Zhengyang perhaps thought continuing would only lead to mutual ruin, so he picked up his cup again and went after classmates who clearly couldn’t hold their liquor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read! {\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t get angry, don’t get angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group tugged at each other, preparing to head back to campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh~? Now you’re noticing us?” Teng Xiaojuan squinted at Song Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other party was typing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the campus gate, Kong Xianbo and Zhang Shuyi confirmed everyone was present, then prepared to part ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Qiong didn’t press further, feeling the hint was enough. She really wanted to pull out the evidence she’d taken last time, but after consideration, she decided to play it safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What time tomorrow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four returned to the dorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou couldn’t immediately refute it—Song Yao really had said it before; when their Chinese teacher was absent, their PE teacher had indeed temporarily taught Chinese. Seeing Xu Qingzhou reply, she had a faint, almost imperceptible smile. Xue Ying’s gaze dimmed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the photo, Song Yao wore a white dress, giving a peace sign, beside a lazy orange cat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she couldn’t help asking: “The cat, or me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others froze, feeling the wind outside unusually loud, as if the hazy drunkenness had cleared a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.” Xu Qingzhou took it; the thing was surprisingly heavy, so he smiled and said: “Zhai has to thank you properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao’s smile stiffened slightly, giving her a gritted-teeth expression—sure enough, don’t expect too much from this guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou typed two words: “Not going.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Qingzhou, wait a moment,” Xue Ying suddenly walked over and pulled out a food bag from her pink bag: “Inside are hangover pills and four yogurts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teng Xiaojuan added: “Honestly, if the other guys in the major knew that the cold, aloof campus beauty acts like this in the dorm, how many hearts would break?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he raised his cup, his phone lit up with a string of messages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Qiong sighed, looking exasperated: “Xiao Yao, do you have any idea how worthless you looked just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Xu Zhengyang returned from his round: “Lao Xu, don’t just chat with the girls—where’s your drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xu Qingzhou could reply, another message popped up: “My Chinese was taught by my PE teacher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou put down his cup and noticed the message alert. He opened it to find a photo sent by Song Yao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not dating? Then what are you going to do!” Zhang Qiong panicked, thinking: This Xu the heartbreaker really is a master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a message popped up: Zhai Ziqiang was already slurring after two bottles; Xu Zhengyang was asking for it—he relied on his tolerance to force-drink everyone, and while others stayed sober, he himself was stumbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Ziqiang was honest—he climbed onto his bed and fell fast asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dorm, Song Yao smiled at Xu Qingzhou’s text, thinking: At least you have some taste; all that editing wasn’t wasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao pursed her lips, ignoring her roommate’s teasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Xianbo still looked alert, settled the bill, and even helped look after the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heartless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Qingzhou won’t.” Song Yao’s tone was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Faithless and cruel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Chinese was taught by a math teacher!” (angry)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou supported Zhai Ziqiang, while also keeping an eye on Xu Zhengyang, who was loudly insisting he could walk in a straight line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>11 PM—the gathering ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Qiong: “.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou filled his cup, drank—he really wasn’t fazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She really wanted to say: You guys are dating something entirely new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After typing, Song Yao finally noticed something odd—why had the dorm suddenly gone quiet? She looked up and saw Zhang Qiong and Teng Xiaojuan staring at her helplessly. Song Yao looked innocent: “What were you just saying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside Xue Ying, Zhang Shuyi sipped her juice, sighing about unrequited feelings, not understanding what was so great about romance—these people seemed unable to live without it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not dating either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~ Song Yao took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch someone, then typed: “Tomorrow’s off—I want to buy some clothes. Come with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Yao, maybe Xu Qingzhou isn’t as good as you think—especially now that he’s in college, surrounded by all these girls, who knows—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Men are just so fickle and heartless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Ying’s cheeks flushed slightly; she shook her head and said: “You two should head back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop it, don’t make false accusations,” Xu Qingzhou’s forehead darkened with lines as he interrupted Song Yao’s message barrage: “Using idioms like this—was your Chinese taught by a math teacher?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because Xu Qingzhou said,” Song Yao imitated his tone: “Romance? Dogs don’t even date.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all classmates—why didn’t they get this treatment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Xu Qingzhou’s message, Song Yao smiled: “Nine AM, South Gate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou: “Are you asking for humiliation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cute.” Xu Qingzhou sent a message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zhengyang leaned over again, provoked once more: “Lao Xu, be honest—what’s going on with you and Xue Ying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing’s going on. Just go to sleep,” Xu Qingzhou shoved his head back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Kong Xianbo got back to the dorm, he washed his face and immediately collapsed on his bed; soon, snoring echoed—his speed of passing out left Xu Qingzhou stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a glance, all his roommates had decent drinking manners—at least none did anything bizarre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1058,"2026-06-20T21:06:39.533Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c9e52f2ce5d9ef4f6b849747d6634aeda0b52326dc6c9b138cb4b3a09eae1c08","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-70","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-68",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]