After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE

However, when she woke up, something felt off.

Unknowingly, when she fell asleep, she had moved and ended up with half of her arm lying on Xie Xinglin’s table.

Her eyes were dazed and she hadn’t fully processed her surroundings. When she sat up and rubbed her eyes, she even accidentally elbowed Xie Xinglin’s hand that held a pen.

An elongated pen mark appeared on the surface of Xie Xinglin’s paper.

Su Qiuge instantly woke up and swallowed a huge scream back into her throat as if her elbow was going to be gone in the next second.

Xie Xinglin first looked down at the mark that appeared on his paper before he glanced sideways at Su Qiuge.

A small red pattern had appeared on her forehead due to sleeping on the desk for too long. It was printed on her pure white face and made the whole person appear a little muddled.

The eyelashes were dense, similar to a small silk-gauze fan, and her recently opened eyes seemed to be covered with a mist of water. The chin was sharp and the neck exposed by the collar of the school uniform was thin and pale, even the light blue blood vessels could be clearly seen.

She appeared fragile and defenseless.

Xie Xingling unconsciously pressed the inside of his right cheek with the tip of his tongue before he slowly retracted his gaze.

Then, Su Qiuge said with a dazed face, “I’m sorry, it wasn’t on purpose”

Xie Xinglin didn’t care to respond to her at first but became a little intrigued when he saw her like this.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment as he twirled his pen. Then he lowered his voice and whispered to her, “When you fell asleep earlier, it seemed like you had a dream.”

Su Qiuge:?

Su Qiuge: “Wait, did I do something strange?”

Xie Xinglin nodded slightly and slowly said, “You said some stuff to me.”

Su Qiuge’s panicked, she couldn’t have told him how she transmigrated, right??

Xie Xinglin saw her expression flashed between nervousness and remorse before she ended up staring at him with a scrunched up face and large eyes.

He hooked his finger at her, “Come closer.”

Su Qiuge leaned closer and heard him whispered in a low voice, “Earlier, you called me…”

“——dear——”

Su Qiuge: ???

Xie Xinglin slowly raised his lips, “Father.”

Su Qiuge: “…….”

What an actor.

I believed your lie.

She saw a traced of humor flashed in the other person’s originally cold eyes before he adjusted his posture, became serious again, and continued to work on his paper.

She vowed, she will never sleep in school again.

The time between classes couldn’t be called long or short. The whole morning passed amid writing papers and listening to lectures.

Su Qiuge went to the cafeteria at noon and after a simple lunch, she returned to the classroom.

She found herself stuck on a complex physics question.

After she calculated for a while, she got an answer that didn’t seem quite right. Although physics was one of her weaker subjects, she still had some ability to determine if the answer seemed reasonable.

She carefully checked the conditions of the question, but when she tried to recalculate, she still couldn’t figure out where she made the mistake.

Right when she was scratching her head in wonder, she suddenly turned her head and saw Xie Xinglin’s physics paper righteously out in the open on the desk.

Su Qiuge stared at the last question that was fully answered for a few seconds before she looked away with great integrity.

What a joke.

Was she the kind of person who that needed to look at other people’s methods to answer questions?

For difficult questions, the correct answer is most valuable and fulfilling when one figures it out after careful deliberation and persistent effort!

Soon, ten minutes passed and Su Qiuge put down her pen.

After ten minutes of hard work, she still got the same answer.

Forget it, goodbye to that sense of accomplishment.

She once again set her gaze on Xie Xinglin’s paper.

The proper method of solving the problem seemed to wave at her.

I’ll look just once.

How can the actions of a scholar be called peeking?

So Su Qiuge moved her head little by little towards the paper on her seatmate’s desk and quickly scanned the method of solving the complex question at the end.

When Xie Xinglin walked into the classroom, he saw a fluffy head leaning against his desk. It swayed around his paper as if it was a chicken pecking at rice.

When Xie Xinglin approached, he heard the head said, “How is that possible, how could the acceleration be three? He must’ve calculated wrong! I’ve done it many times and it’s 2 times the square root of 2!

“He definitely calculated it wrong!”

“Ah, wait——”

The head suddenly shook, “What is this formula? How come I’ve never seen it before? Did he come up with it?”

The head carefully scanned it for a while and racked its brain. After thinking for a while, “Ohh, it turned out to be derived.”

The head swayed around the paper several more times and after she copied down the solving method, she consoled herself, “This problem isn’t that difficult. I just didn’t make good use of the conditions. If I was more careful, this wouldn’t have happened.”

The head finally concluded, “How could I end up looking at other people’s answers? I’ve really fallen.”

The head that was mumbling to itself abruptly stopped when Xie Xinglin pulled his chair out and made a sound.