Freshman Enrollment Day

The next morning, warm sunlight quietly spilled across the campus.

When the alarm went off, Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao, and Ren Ziqiang suddenly sat up in bed. They bounced out as if they had been injected with stimulants, then washed their hair, shaved, styled their hair, changed into new clothes, and dolled themselves up as if they were going on blind dates.

Today was the official freshman enrollment day. Everyone in the class would gather in the classroom, and these three had long been itching to show off in front of their classmates. They planned to make their debut so dazzling that the girls would be utterly captivated and refuse to marry anyone but them.

Just then, Jiang Qin jumped out of bed too.

Perhaps because his soul was overly mature, he did not care much about his appearance. He simply put on a pair of brown shorts and changed into a white shirt.

"Shall we go, boys?"

"Let's go!"

Cao Guangyu answered and turned to leave, but the moment his eyes landed on Jiang Qin, he froze.

Jiang Qin was already 1.8 meters tall. Paired with his casual, simple outfit, he looked clean and sunny. He might not have been devastatingly handsome, but he was definitely the kind of person who was comfortable to look at.

Cao Guangyu felt rather depressed. He had gotten up half an hour early to doll himself up, yet he still did not look as good as someone who had thrown on his clothes at random.

I'm a freaking rich second-generation heir. Everything from head to toe is designer. How did I end up becoming his foil in every respect?

"Lao Jiang, I really don't like you."

"?????"

After a while, the four of them left together and made their way to the Front Square outside the teaching building.

Under the brilliant sunlight, the entire campus was filled with pretty girls' long legs and shapely breasts and bottoms. Cao Guangyu and the other two were practically howling with excitement.

These three were unparalleled when it came to bragging, but the moment things became real, they were all cowards. They had the courage to feast their eyes, but not to walk any closer.

Jiang Qin glanced sideways at them. Is this all? You claim to have dated five girlfriends, dumped your First Love for the sake of studying, and even had two admirers you never accepted before graduation? Not even a ghost would believe that.

After completing their registration at the School of Finance, the four of them successfully found the classroom where Financial Class 3 would gather.

Cao Guangyu constantly claimed that women were boring, but the moment he heard girls' voices coming from the classroom, his legs went weak. He twisted and squirmed, too nervous to enter.

"Lao Jiang, you go in first."

"Why?"

"No reason. I told you to go in first, so go in first."

Jiang Qin saw through his show of strength and, without another word, entered the classroom. He immediately drew the gazes of a group of girls.

Amid the whispers, Cao Guangyu keenly caught the word "handsome." His back instinctively straightened, and he even took out his new phone, fiddling with it twice as if he had received a message.

Zhou Chao and Ren Ziqiang were no less impressive.

Although neither dared turn around to look at the girls, they felt incredibly handsome as they walked straight ahead without looking sideways. Especially when they mistakenly thought a girl was looking at them, their very spines seemed to tingle with excitement.

Jiang Qin got there before them and sat down by the window in the back row. He then watched helplessly as his three roommates, who looked like giant macaques, came over. For some reason, he found it hilarious.

It turned out that no matter the era, college students had an absurd amount of drama going on inside their heads.

"Oh, Lao Cao, nice phone. How much did it cost? The latest model, right?"

"Huh...?"

Cao Guangyu was stunned by Jiang Qin's question, but he quickly caught on. His entire bearing immediately perked up. "Yeah, I just bought it. It cost over three thousand. My dad got it for me through an internal channel. It hasn't even been released domestically yet."

Jiang Qin's eyes widened. "Three thousand yuan? Damn, that's almost as much as the tuition!"

"Small change. My dad owns a company. He spends hundreds of thousands every month just on salaries."

Hearing their exchange, all the girls in the class looked over, then lowered their heads and let out a burst of whispered laughter.

Jiang Qin reached out and patted Cao Guangyu on the shoulder, raising his eyebrows slightly. "How was that? I gave you a chance to show off, didn't I?"

Cao Guangyu was practically ecstatic, savoring his moment of glory from seconds earlier again and again. "Lao Jiang, you're a real pal. I'll help you show off later too!"

"Forget it. I don't want that."

"Why?"

Jiang Qin chuckled. "Even dogs don't date, but I do have a suggestion. I hope you'll listen."

Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao had sat down by then. As soon as they heard that, they immediately leaned over. "What suggestion?"

"It's best not to date someone from your own class. It'll save you awkwardness later."

"Later? Tch, we'll worry about the future when it comes." Cao Guangyu did not care in the slightest.

"Who said anything about the future? I mean the damn verb."

"??????"

"Forget it. If you can't even get it instantly, you probably won't find a partner anyway."

After saying that, Jiang Qin suddenly froze. He remembered something, then got up and walked outside. Before long, he arrived at the adjacent Financial Class 4.

He looked inside through the back door, and his eyes immediately locked onto Feng Nanshu, who was sitting toward the back on the right. She was not sitting alone. Instead, four or five girls surrounded her, and everyone had milk tea from the same shop in front of them.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin instantly relaxed. He was just about to leave when Feng Nanshu suddenly turned her head as if she had sensed him.

She was still as cool and aloof as ever—or perhaps as adorably dazed. Without changing expression, she raised her right hand and made a V sign beside her left cheek.

Jiang Qin curved his lips upward and made a V sign back at her.

Feng Nanshu slightly wrinkled her delicate nose. As if unwilling to lose, she raised her other hand as well and made two V signs.

"Nan Shu, what are you doing?"

Gao Wenhui keenly noticed her movement. She looked at Feng Nanshu, then followed Feng Nanshu's gaze and saw Jiang Qin.

After hesitating for three and one-third seconds, Gao Wenhui's eyes widened in surprise as if she had just discovered some enormous gossip. She reached out and slapped the shoulders of the girls around her.

"Look! Feng Nanshu's boyfriend!"

"Where? Where's her boyfriend?!"

"Back there, at the back door!"

Hearing that, the girls in Room 503 all turned their heads at once. But Jiang Qin had already returned to the classroom, leaving them no chance to see him.

Just as Jiang Qin stepped through the classroom door, the counselor for Financial Class 3 arrived too.

He was in his forties, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had a standard square face. After taking the podium, he first wrote his name on the blackboard—Lu Guangrong.

"My name is Lu Guangrong. You can call me Teacher Lü. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll be accompanying you all for the next four years."

Teacher Lü first offered everyone some enthusiastic words of welcome, then went over Linhai University's rules and the precautions for military training.

It was all familiar material. It had to be repeated every time new students enrolled, so he went through it quickly without any unnecessary nonsense.

Afterward, Lu Guangrong gave the remaining time to the students and had them take turns going up to introduce themselves.

During this time, Jiang Qin kept thinking about building a website and did not listen carefully.

He was not a computer science major. He had ideas, but lacked the technical skills, so he planned to outsource the web development.

Fortunately, this was a university. People who knew how to build websites were everywhere, and college students generally worked very cheaply, meaning the costs could be kept extremely low.

"That girl named Jiang Tian is pretty good. Her legs are long and white."

"I think Song Qingqing is the prettiest."

"What the hell do you know? Song Qingqing is obviously wearing makeup. Once she removes it, she definitely won't be as good-looking as Jiang Tian. What do you think, Lao Ren?"

"I also think Song Qingqing is pretty."

"Damn, so you all like that kind of gaudy tramp? You have terrible taste!"