Liu Yongheng looked at Wu Yun with admiration. "Boss! From now on, you’re my boss! My happiness and safety are in your hands!"
Liu Yongheng deeply admired Wu Yun. He wasn’t envious that Wu Yun could drive a Lamborghini, because if he really wanted one, he could afford it by just asking his family.
What Liu Yongheng truly admired was Wu Yun’s fighting prowess. Being from the north and physically imposing himself, he had always idolized strength. Even his family’s enforcers—oh, no, *bodyguards*—wouldn’t dare claim they could beat four thugs bare-handed without suffering a single scratch.
"Boss, how long have you been training in martial arts?" Liu Yongheng asked, and the other two also looked at Wu Yun curiously.
"I’ve been training since I was a kid and have pretty much never stopped. After military training is over, I’ll take you guys to a Martial Arts Hall to practice. You can even learn a few things if you’re interested." Wu Yun was actually saying this for Liu Yongheng. In his previous life, the two of them had often gone to the gym and the Martial Arts Hall together during college.
However, the current Liu Yongheng had only scratched the surface, relying on his tall fra and possessing nothing but brute force.
"Er, count out. I’m not a fan of getting tired. I’d rather just read a book or binge-watch so shows in peace!" Unsurprisingly, Li Shiming’s reply was similar to the one from his past life.
"I... I’ll pass too," Pang Guang managed to say after a long pause, though the interest in his eyes was obvious.
Wu Yun and Liu Yongheng exchanged a glance, understanding Pang Guang’s situation.
"Don’t worry, I can get so free trial passes. You can co work out when you have ti. Don’t spend all day with your nose buried in a book!" Wu Yun said.
They chatted while they ate, and the four of them grew to understand one another much better, closing the distance between them and dispelling the initial awkwardness.
Even Pang Guang opened up after a few sodas, becoming more talkative and sharing stories about his family and his plans for college.
Once they had eaten their fill, Wu Yun and Liu Yongheng—whose mouth was bright red from the spicy food, as if he were wearing lipstick—got into the car. They said their goodbyes to Li Shiming and Pang Guang and departed.
In the car, Liu Yongheng wore a conflicted expression. "Boss, you’ve probably figured out my family’s situation. I’m torn about whether or not to buy a car for school. If I don’t, it’ll probably be harder to date."
"But if I do buy one, it’ll be too high-profile. I promised my family I’d keep a low profile and not cause them any trouble."
In his past life, aside from how quickly he changed girlfriends, Liu Yongheng had indeed been very low-key about everything else.
But it seed that wasn’t quite the case now. Wu Yun smiled. "It depends on how you look at it. Take the clothes you’re wearing right now. To soone who doesn’t know brands, it’s fine. But anyone who does will know you’re rich!"
"In so people’s eyes, you’re already being high-profile. And as for dating... with your height and looks, in a school where girls far outnumber guys, are you really worried about not finding a girlfriend?"
Wu Yun glanced at the 78 appearance rating the system gave Liu Yongheng. ’He’s reasonably handso, but his 185-centiter height adds a lot of points. No wonder he went through so many girlfriends in my past life.’
Wu Yun continued, "Well, my take is, if you want to be low-key, just buy a relatively inexpensive car. The only public transport near campus is the bus, which is pretty inconvenient. Having a car would make things much easier, whether you’re taking a trip or going sowhere with a girlfriend."
For soone used to driving their own car or being chauffeured, taking public transportation can feel like a sudden and massive hassle.
At this ti, Rongcheng only had two subway lines: Line 1, running north-south, and Line 2, running east-west.
Wu Yun paused for a mont before his tone shifted, a sly smile spreading across his face. "And besides... you can experience a different kind of fun in a car!"
Liu Yongheng looked pensive for a mont, then his expression shifted into a lecherous grin.
Wu Yun didn’t ask what kind of car Liu Yongheng was considering; their relationship hadn’t reached the point where it was his place to offer that kind of advice.
On the way back, Wu Yun drew on his past-life experience, giving Liu Yongheng a running lecture on the art of romance as he drove. Soon enough, they were back at the university.
Back in their dorm room, they stayed up talking late into the night once more.
The new student check-in period ended quickly.
At seven o’clock the next evening, hordes of students were walking in groups toward the academic building.
Led by Wu Yun, the boys from Room 404 quickly found the classroom for their first class eting.
Under the watchful eyes of a group of female students, the four of them found seats near the back of the room.
"Nian Nian, look at that guy. He has to be the most handso one in our class, right?" a slightly heavyset girl whispered into the ear of a slim, fashionably dressed girl beside her.
The girl, Nian Nian, looked up, tearing her gaze away from her phone and directing it toward Wu Yun’s group. Her eyes glinted as she said, "Too bad. He’s already taken."
"What?! How do you know!"
"It’s obvious you don’t check the school forums. Here, take a look!"
......
"Boss! Did... did we just walk into the Silk Cave? Why are there so many beautiful demons in here!" Liu Yongheng muttered excitedly in Wu Yun’s ear.
Wu Yun knew the male-to-female ratio in their Class 1 of the Business Managent program was roughly one to three. With only ten guys and thirty girls, they could barely scrape together a basketball team. The situation was similar in the other five classes.
After more than ten minutes, nearly everyone had arrived. The counselor was already seated at the podium.
When the scheduled ti arrived, the counselor—a woman of average height and plain looks—stood up. She cleared her throat twice, and the chatter in the classroom gradually died down until it was perfectly silent.
"It’s a pleasure to et all of you. I am your counselor, Li Yan, but you can call Sister Yan. You are the second class of students I’ll be advising, so if you have any problems, academic or personal, please don’t hesitate to find ."
Afterward, Li Yan wrote her na, phone number, and QQ number on the blackboard.
"This is my phone number, which is also my WeChat ID. Everyone please add on QQ. From now on, all announcents will be made in the QQ group."
"Okay! Go ahead and add ; I’ll approve the requests after the eting. Now, let’s move on to the second item on the agenda: the self-introductions I’m sure you’ve all been waiting for."
Li Yan scanned the students seated before her. "You each have one minute. Let’s be efficient; I have to get to my next class eting right after this. We’ll start from the first row, going from left to right. Co on up and introduce yourselves. Don’t be shy!" She was in charge of three different classes, so her ti was extrely limited.
A girl in the front row stood up hesitantly and walked to the podium. In a thick Yandu accent, she said, "Hi, everyone! My na is Liu Qian, and I’m from Yandu, in Sichuan. It’s nice to et you all!"
She finished, blushing, and scurried back down with hurried, small steps, prompting a wave of laughter from the class.
The girl next to Liu Qian went up right after, and her introduction was just as brief—only her na and hotown. This sa pattern repeated for the next six or seven students.
This made Li Yan, who was watching from the side, shake her head in disappointnt. She had hoped to use the self-introductions to pick so temporary class officers to help her manage things. After all, handling three classes without any student aides during military training was going to be a massive headache.
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