Chapter 73 - I Don’t Want to Be Turned Into the Female Protagonist by the System

### Chapter 73: Not Wanting to Be an Older Sister **12:30 PM** One by one, the university students trudged out of the dormitory building, their expressions lifeless and filled with resignation, as they moved toward the teaching halls. They resembled the zombies from "Plants vs. Zombies," as if the teaching halls held some delicious brains they desired. The zombies gradually took their seats in the spacious classroom. Suzhou University's classrooms were numerous, with the largest being the lecture hall. Due to the high number of students, it could easily accommodate three classes, with ample space left between each student, and even then, the rear rows often remained unfilled. This type of large lecture hall was typically used for subjects like Marxism, English, and Advanced Mathematics, which were not divided by major, or could be utilized for lectures given by visiting experts. Today, Mrs. Liu, holding her thermos and hugging her textbook, walked into the classroom, where the noisy clamor could be heard from afar, making her adjust her glasses. It seemed like the usually truant mischievous students had returned today. She would have to give them a stern talking-to later. Nonetheless, she was quite satisfied, as at least her words still held authority. After adjusting her attire in front of the glass window to ensure everything was in order, she took a step inside, and then she was slightly stunned. Why were there so many people? Even if all three classes were packed, they would only fill the first four rows. But now, with over 20 minutes until class started, the first ten rows were already sparsely filled with students, and the crowd was so dense that Mrs. Liu doubted whether she had entered the correct classroom. “Mrs. Liu, we came to see you,” said a few former students greeting her. Mrs. Liu had taught so many students that though they looked somewhat familiar, it was impossible to remember their names. “Ah, how thoughtful of you,” Mrs. Liu chuckled lightly, then greeted a few more people who had come to attend her class, many claiming to have come upon hearing her reputation. Was she really this famous? Mrs. Liu momentarily felt a sense of illusion, only to recall that this wasn’t some finance lecture but a university English class. How could she be that famous? Surely, there must be an unknown reason. With 5 minutes left before the class started, Mrs. Liu observed that the lecture hall was completely packed, with people still flooding in like fish. Fearing something might go wrong, she discreetly sent a WeChat message to the principal, asking him to come and check out the situation! Three minutes before the class began, the entry of people finally slowed. Mrs. Liu had never seen such a crowded classroom, where students were packed tightly into every seat. Usually, a bench meant for eight now had ten, and still, there were more than a dozen students without seats, who simply sat on the steps of the lecture hall. The principal, rushing over after being informed, was also taken aback by the sea of people but then looked appreciatively at Mrs. Liu, saying: “I never expected your class to have such a big draw. For this term’s title selection, I have my eye on you!” He then took a photo of the packed lecture hall with his phone, planning to post it online for better promotion of Suzhou University, making it a strong advertisement! At that moment, the bell for class rang. However, everyone collectively glanced in the direction of the door, visibly disappointed when they didn’t spot the person they were hoping for. But no one spoke or discussed it further, as according to the information from “Sister Bunny’s” roommate, there was a high probability she would show up in the second half of the class. Recalling "Sister Bunny’s" library photo, everyone felt a bit more accommodating toward sitting through Mrs. Liu’s English class. Strangely enough, despite "Bunny Su’s" bunny-ear photo being relatively ordinary among numerous cosplayer photos, and hardly recognizable as a cosplay of Sakurajima Mai unless one was already familiar, it still drew people in inexplicably. In the 21st century, there was no lack of beauties, and photos of women more beautiful than Su Qi could be found all over the internet, often leading to aesthetic fatigue. Yet, the thought of that bunny-ear photo drew people in again and again, with everyone vividly recalling Su Qi’s deer-like clear eyes and her naturally cute turning motion. Perhaps it was the rumors of Su Qi being male, or maybe her turning expression was too stunning, but it made the crowd want to stop and take a closer look. This crowd was quite mixed, including not only Suzhou University students keen to see Su Qi but also students from other universities skipping their own classes to be here, and even some working professionals taking a day off specifically to see her. Mrs. Liu could distinctly feel that many students were only half-heartedly listening to the lecture, with only a few diligent girls in the front rows paying full attention. She didn’t intervene much as long as they didn’t chatter noisily during her class. At 1:30 PM, with 15 minutes left until the end of the class, Bai Miao dragged Su Qi to the teaching building. Su Qi’s palms were sweaty, and as they reached the bottom of the building, she suddenly felt a rush of nerves. This was her first class entirely in her female form. After tidying her dress and unbuckling her seatbelt... “Bai Miao-jie, I’m off!” Su Qi said as she was about to open the car door, only to find it locked. “Bai Miao-jie, the door’s locked. Open it, please,” Su Qi requested. “That’s on purpose. Aren’t you forgetting something?” Bai Miao glanced at Su Qi’s innocent expression, her small, delicate face full of puzzled little expressions, feeling a dryness in her throat. Su Qi, seemingly oblivious to her own allure, appeared like a pure, clean sheet of paper waiting for Bai Miao to sketch her into the desired image. Bai Miao’s gaze dominantly fixed on Su Qi’s cherry lips, then pointed to her own cheek under Su Qi's watchful eyes. "Fare fee." Seeing this, Su Qi blushed. She couldn’t help but remember the scene where Bai Miao had pinned her on the bed earlier, recalling even the tactile memory of her hands. The memory tinted Su Qi’s earlobes with a rosy hue. With her knees pressed together and her hands clamped over her dress, Su Qi’s shy posture greatly pleased Bai Miao. It was clear that Su Qi was increasingly recognizing herself as a girl. “If you don’t come over voluntarily, I’ll have to take the initiative!” Bai Miao teasingly warned Su Qi. In a hurry, Su Qi leaned over the passenger seat and shyly planted her soft pink lips on Bai Miao's cheek. Running away in a flutter like a little deer, Su Qi made her way out of the car, still contemplating whether this was a punishment or a reward. Watching Su Qi fuss with the hem of her dress as she left, Bai Miao found it amusing—if she feared exposure, why not wear something longer! She decided to investigate the origin of Su Qi's dress, suspecting her chat group might have influenced it! Slowly caressing the spot on her cheek where Su Qi’s warm lips had touched, still slightly moist, Bai Miao’s emotions were in turmoil. She realized she might not want to see Su Qi merely as her younger sister anymore!