Quick Transmigration: Brother, You Smell So Good, Let Me Flirt With You As I Pass By. - Chapter 2
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- Chapter 2 - The God of Morning Classes (Part 1)
“Host, why was I completely blocked for three whole days this time?”
Jianqiu, currently transformed into a pair of black-rimmed glasses, voiced its complaint. “It used to only take ten hours or so for you to reconnect me.”
Wu Hui walked along the campus road, clutching a few textbooks, his expression unchanging. “System maintenance.”
Jianqiu: “I remember that maintenance does not usually result in a total loss of external perception.”
Wu Hui said softly, “So, what do you want to hear? Do you really want me to recount the entire process just to expand your useless and filthy database?”
Jianqiu: “I am all ears.”
Wu Hui unilaterally cut off his connection with it.
It was late autumn, and the university campus was a picturesque scene of falling leaves. Bicycles zoomed past Wu Hui, leaving behind a trail of playful bell chimes.
His client this time, Chu Yu, was just another ordinary college student.
He would play video games until 4:00 AM, wake up at 7:50 AM for 8:00 AM morning classes, and had early classes four out of five days a week. After two months of this grind, he was tired enough to wish for the death of the universe every single day, howling for it to explode.
The Space-Time Alliance captured his desire and reached out.
Wu Hui’s mission was to complete three years of early morning attendance for the client.
Jianqiu: “Although you really do not want to talk to me, Host, I must remind you that you will be late for your morning class in five minutes. If you want to make it exactly on time, you will have to cut through the basketball court at your fastest speed.”
There were plenty of pedestrians on the basketball court; the college students rushing to their early classes were all wrapped in a faint aura of exhaustion.
Wu Hui passed through the crowd and accidentally bumped into someone.
He muttered a casual apology and was about to leave when the boy next to the person he hit called out to him.
“Hey! You are pretty arrogant, aren’t you?”
Wu Hui: “?”
Wu Hui: “First of all, my name is not Hey.”
The boy, who looked like a lackey, yelled, “Who cares what your name is? Do you know who you just bumped into!”
For no apparent reason, the students on the path to morning class all stopped and looked over.
“Oh my god, he actually dared to bump into the Crown Prince!”
“Is he tired of living!”
“He did it on purpose to throw himself at him, did he not? People like that are a dime a dozen.”
Wait, were your spirits healed by the drama?
The familiar basketball court, the Crown Prince surrounded by admirers, the bullying lackey, and the poor little thing with black-rimmed glasses.
The plot was too familiar. Wu Hui adjusted his glasses and communicated with Jianqiu in his mind.
【Tell me the truth: what is the full name of this school?】
Jianqiu: 【Aliston.】
It matches.
Led by the inevitable pull of the plot, Wu Hui glanced over. “I did not hit you, so why are you barking like a dog?”
Suddenly, he focused, suspecting he was seeing things.
Why did this person give him the same feeling as Yan Huaimin?
Their faces were not actually similar—both were the type that would startle you at first glance—but it was their temperament. His tall figure, his incredibly handsome face, his indifferent gaze, and his dangerous, imposing presence made him look like a wolf king patrolling his territory from the shadows.
Wu Hui raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested.
He asked Jianqiu: 【Do you not think he looks like someone?】
Jianqiu realized: 【It is a case of Wanwan resembles Qing.】
To think such a person could exist in a small world.
“Classmate.”
The person he bumped into spoke. His voice was deep, scratching at Wu Hui’s heart like a feather.
As Pei Huaiye spoke, his eyes were locked onto Wu Hui, his aggression undisguised.
The lackey puffed out his chest: “Brother Pei, he is so arrogant, you definitely cannot just let it slide!”
Pei Huaiye gave him a light scan—it was subtle, but full of intimidation.
The lackey shut up, looking disgruntled.
“Sorry.” Pei Huaiye walked up to Wu Hui, his gaze darkening. “Can I bump into you again?”
Wu Hui: “?”
Everyone present: “?”
Did hitting him make him feel good?!
As if oblivious to the confusion of others, Pei Huaiye leaned down, suddenly closing the distance between them, making their posture ambiguous.
He negotiated good-naturedly, “If you think there are too many people here, we can find a place with no one around.”
Wu Hui: “…”
The others: “!!”
Who on earth is this guy!
With black-rimmed glasses and a pile of books, could it be that the Crown Prince likes this nerdy type!
Impossible, he must be being sarcastic!
Wu Hui stared at him.
After a moment, a smile blossomed at the corner of his lips.
“We just bumped into each other, and now you want to hug? Is that not a bit too ambiguous?”
Pei Huaiye: “If you think there are too many people here, we can find a place with no one around.”
Wu Hui looked him up and down. “We are just classmates who do not know each other. You are crossing the line.”
The lackey behind him twisted and turned: “Uh… Brother Pei, if you want a hug, I—I can do it too.”
Pei Huaiye ignored him entirely.
He looked into Wu Hui’s eyes behind the glasses for a moment and then conceded. “If neither works, how about we exchange contact information?”
Wu Hui chuckled: “I am going to be late for my early class. Let us talk about it later.”
With that, he hugged his books and walked away without looking back.
Even as he walked away, Wu Hui could feel a gaze tracking him from behind—naked and undisguised.
Only when his silhouette disappeared from view did Pei Huaiye withdraw his gaze.
The lackey asked cautiously: “Brother Pei, my early class… I am going to be late too.”
“…” Pei Huaiye said, “Then why are you not going yet?”
Wu Hui barely managed to clock in before the final bell rang, thanks to the small detour at the basketball court.
As soon as he sat down, his roommate, who had dashed in right after him, sat next to him to gossip.
“Chu Yu, I heard you bumped into the Crown Prince on your way here?”
Wu Hui opened his book: “I wish your speed in eating melons was as fast as your speed in rushing to morning class.”
At the same time, the professor at the podium was taking attendance: “Jiang Liexing, marked late.”
Jiang Liexing: “?!!”
Aliston did not let any student late for morning class go unpunished.
Since he was already late, Jiang Liexing gave up on trying, chatting with him openly in class.
“That is Pei Huaiye! He learned eight languages at three, became a genius hacker at five, controlled the global economic lifeline at eight, unified the Empire at ten, retired and inherited the Pei family at twelve, and holds the controlling shares of Aliston—”
Wu Hui summarized: “The life of a military dog.”
Jiang Liexing choked.
“Anyway, are you not afraid he will take revenge on you?”
Wu Hui recalled that familiar presence and gaze, and he curled his lips. “I am.”
According to the client’s memory, Pei Huaiye was currently a junior, a senior in the Finance Department, and came from a prominent family. Everyone in the school knew him, and he had been a legendary figure since he was young.
When others met him, they could only look up to him or hide. As for Wu Hui…
The sense of familiarity Pei Huaiye gave him was quite interesting.
After being forced to listen to Jiang Liexing’s science report on Pei Huaiye all morning, Wu Hui went to the restroom once the class ended.
There were not many people in the restroom. When he came out after washing his hands, a few pretty girls blocked his way at the entrance.
The lead girl lifted her chin, her spirit high and her intentions malicious.
“You are the one who bumped into Pei Huaiye this morning, are you not?”
Wu Hui rubbed his temples: 【Jianqiu, do not stuff me with these romance novel heroine roles next time.】
Nian Zhi saw he did not answer and urged him: “Speak! Did you do it on purpose, or was it an accident!”
“I did it on purpose by accident.” Wu Hui laughed. “What do you want to do to me?”
Nian Zhi gave a hmph of laughter: “Just as I thought.”
They looked Wu Hui up and down.
He was wearing a white sweater, his figure was slender and thin, his half-tied hair was slightly curly, his skin was fair, and his black-rimmed glasses could not hide the half-smile in his eyes. He looked like a noble ruler with a casual, playful sarcasm.
Nian Zhi narrowed her eyes.
“Next time you meet Pei Huaiye, you…”
Wu Hui could not be bothered to argue with them; he did not need to guess what their lines were.
Stay away from him, right?
“You should just hug him!” Nian Zhi said, sounding as if she were disappointed he was not living up to expectations. “What is the use of just bumping into him? Are sparks created by bumping? Just hug him directly and kiss his lips!”
Wu Hui: “?”
Another girl corrected: “Sparks are created by bumping, but you have to bump in the right place.”
Nian Zhi: “Yes, yes, yes.”
Wu Hui: “…”
Wu Hui: 【Are you going to handle this? They probably transmigrated from some ‘Tang’ novel.】
Jianqiu: 【Verified: original world inhabitants. PS: This behavior is called shipping the CP.】
“If you do not know how,” Nian Zhi opened a certain page on her phone, “we have tutorials. Add us as friends and I will send them to you.”
The moment Wu Hui saw the cover of the tutorial, his whole body began to ache.
He had experienced those tutorials for three days, and he had not had many moments of clarity because someone was torturing him to take revenge for the fact that he had not said hello before starting a task.
Wu Hui rejected the tutorial but could not avoid adding them as friends.
Nian Zhi called out kindly: “See you next time, babe! If there is any progress, you must tell us—”
From the corridor corner to the stairwell, the students who had finished class were mostly gone, leaving only a long, slender figure lingering in the wall corner.
Hearing footsteps, Pei Huaiye looked up, his dark pupils locking onto him.
“Class over?” he said naturally, “Want to go eat together?”