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"Oh no, why is my head spinning like this!" Chen Haoxuan stumbled around with strange steps, resembling a drunk person.
"Brother Xuan, are you okay? Don't scare me! Boohoo..." A girl with delicate features but a face full of acne rushed to support Chen Haoxuan as she cried out his name, seeing him about to fall.
Not far away, a group of boys and girls in school uniforms were laughing at Chen Haoxuan. "Zhu Tian, you're amazing! You really hit him!" It turned out they had made a bet on whether Zhu Tian could hit Chen Haoxuan with an apple, and by some stroke of luck, he managed to do it.
A few minutes later, Chen Haoxuan's head finally stopped spinning. He could see clearly that the person supporting him was a girl. She had beautiful features, bright and clear pupils, elegantly arched eyebrows, long eyelashes that fluttered slightly, a small and delicate nose, and thin lips that looked as soft as rose petals. However, her face was marred by acne, which completely overshadowed her beauty.
A gentle breeze blew by, and Chen Haoxuan was taken aback. How could there be wind in his laboratory? Looking around, he saw lush green lawns, groups of students playing on the grass, young boys playing basketball on the court, and tall teaching buildings. Wasn't this a campus? Wasn't he in the laboratory? How did he suddenly end up here?
Chen Yina noticed Chen Haoxuan frowning and looking around. She thought he was trying to find the person who threw the apple at him. Knowing it was Zhu Tian and his gang who did it—troublemakers in school—she didn't want Chen Haoxuan to confront them. So she pulled him gently and said, "Brother Xuan, let's go!"
Chen Yina tried to pull Chen Haoxuan away, but he didn't budge. When she turned back to look at him, she found him staring at her with a strange expression. "Brother Xuan, are you okay?" she asked with concern as tears welled up in her eyes again.
"Who are you? Why am I here?" Chen Haoxuan asked with confusion written all over his face. He remembered being in the laboratory studying an energy-containing orb when it suddenly emitted a blinding light. The next thing he knew, he found himself here without any explanation.
"Ah—Brother Xuan, you don't even remember me?" Chen Yina felt as if her heart had been pierced by a sharp sword. She and Chen Haoxuan had grown up together as childhood sweethearts—attending elementary school together, middle school together... even college together in the same class every day. But now he was asking her who she was. Chen Yina felt deeply saddened as tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Seeing Chen Yina cry made Chen Haoxuan panic. He wasn't afraid of anything except for women's tears. "Hey... don’t cry! I didn’t bully you or anything; I just wanted to ask you something. If you don’t want to answer my question, you don’t have to; I won’t force you," he said quickly waving his hands in explanation.
At that moment, Zhu Tian and his gang approached Chen Haoxuan. Zhu Tianniu playfully pushed Chen Haoxuan's shoulder and laughed arrogantly, "Chen Haoxuan, I didn't expect your head to be so hard! I threw that apple at you with all my might and you’re fine."
When Chen Yina saw Zhu Tian and his gang coming over, she no longer cared whether Chen Haoxuan remembered her or not; she forcefully pulled him away. But Zhu Tian and his gang were not going to let them leave easily. With a wave of his hand, Zhu Tian signaled his followers to surround both Chen Haoxuan and Chen Yina completely.
"Chen Haoxuan, have you forgotten what I told you before? Let me repeat it: every time I see you, I will hit you. Today is your unlucky day because I ran into you. Come on! Accept my brutality!" Zhu Tian said as he rubbed his palms together, approaching Chen Haoxuan with an evil grin.
Although Chen Haoxuan was still a bit confused, he wasn't so lost that he wouldn't realize someone wanted to hit him. He was the Chief Professor and Military Technology Leader of Future Century, having made significant contributions to the country. Everyone who saw him had to treat him with respect, including the president. But now this male student wanted to teach him a lesson; that was unacceptable. If he didn't fight back, he wouldn't be the so-called "mad professor" anymore.
When Zhu Tian stopped half a meter away from Chen Haoxuan and raised his hand to slap him, he saw Chen Haoxuan as a coward afraid of trouble. Zhu Tian couldn't find any reason for Chen Haoxuan to resist, so he let his guard down completely.
Chen Haoxuan was a professor, but he was also a soldier. No one in the military could defeat him because he relied on his clever mind to study the sources of strength and various combat techniques, making him a formidable opponent. Now that someone wanted to hit him, how could he not fight back? Chen Haoxuan clenched his right fist and struck Zhu Tian in the stomach. Then he pushed off the ground, leaping into the air, wrapping his arms around Zhu Tian's head, and drove his right knee forward into Zhu Tian's forehead. With a loud thud, Chen Haoxuan's knee collided violently with Zhu Tian's forehead. His movements were as quick as lightning, fluid and graceful, executed seamlessly—it was simply impressive.
Zhu Tian staggered backward, dazed and confused. Eventually, he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness immediately.
The crowd was stunned. Chen Haoxuan was known as a notorious weakling whom everyone dared to bully because he truly seemed useless and timid. Yet now he had taken down Zhu Tian, the notorious bully of New City University, in an instant without giving Zhu Tian any chance to fight back—no, it should be said that he knocked him out. This unexpected turn of events left everyone present momentarily speechless.
Chen Haoxuan looked at his hands; they were long-fingered and smooth-skinned—this wasn't his hand. Although his hands were also long-fingered, they were not nearly as smooth and delicate as they appeared now. He could feel himself breathing heavily and sensed a dull pain in his knee. When had his body become so weak? As if recalling something, Chen Haoxuan looked down at himself; he was wearing a school uniform, faded jeans, and a pair of black sneakers—this definitely wasn't him because he had never worn such shabby clothes before nor anything so poor in quality. He was certain that this body was not his own; how did he end up in it?
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