This night.
Tang Qing didn’t go ho. After all, it was the first night of university. It’s better to stay with his classmates. It was Wednesday, and he would return ho over the weekend. In the anti, Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue would mainly stay at school.
Why mainly?
Because Tang Qing was waiting for the system to upgrade. He couldn’t upgrade in the dormitory, so he would have to go back alone tomorrow night.
After freshening up.
The dormitory fellows were lying on the beds, each one chatting about their own experiences and studies, as well as interesting events from their lives. Everyone found out just how rich Zhong Liang’s family was, with assets running upwards of 50 million RMB.
Li Mo and Ding Xiangming both ca from average families. Both of their parents were teachers, while Ding Xiangming’s parents were farrs. Both were fine upon learning of Zhong Liang’s wealth, showing no signs of fawning behavior, and Zhong Liang didn’t look down upon them either.
Tang Qing nodded in approval. He considered himself fortunate to have not run into any domineering second-generation types yet, so there were no faces in need of a punch.
The atmosphere was quite good.
"Tang Qing, what do your parents do?" Zhong Liang curiously asked again. He was wondering what kind of family could raise a person like Tang Qing, since he really couldn’t guess.
Tang Qing helplessly replied, "My parents own a jewelry store." This was indeed the truth.
"I see." Zhong Liang finally felt as if he had solved a mystery. He didn’t ask how much they earned a year or about their assets, as that would seem sowhat brainless. A jewelry store was answer enough. He just needed an explanation.
"How about the house you rented? Is it expensive? My family has two vacant properties here, fully furnished. If you’re willing, I can tell my dad to rent them to you at a super low price," Zhong Liang asked.
"Thanks, but no, I already found a place, complete with everything. After the weekend, I’ll mostly live there. You guys are welco to co over for als whenever you can," Tang Qing invited.
"You can cook?" Zhong Liang asked in surprise.
Tang Qing shook his head and smiled, "I can make simple dishes, but I rarely cook. I’ll find so ti next week, and I’ll treat you guys."
"Great, I’m looking forward to it."
"..."
The guys drifted in and out of conversations.
They didn’t go to bed until midnight. Tang Qing didn’t sleep, of course. It was impractical to go to the training zone here, so he started cultivating the ’ntal Threads’ skill in the dormitory. This skill was ant for training ntal control, and unlike ’Psychic Barrier’ and ’Magnetic Resonance’, didn’t require any noise for cultivation.
In the pitch-dark dormitory.
Tang Qing with his eyes closed.
His ntal power morphed into thin threads, floating and dancing gently in the air, subtly disrupting the air flow around it. If the sunlight shone in, one could probably see the suspended particles in the air being stirred by these invisible threads and scattering in an irregular flow.
As if the air was being sliced.
Later on, the ’ntal Threads’ could even slice objects. According to "Thought: Interdiate", advanced ntal Threads could cut not just steel, but also molecules and even atomic nuclei.
Considering that ntal power was a form of high-dinsional energy, it technically had no thickness and could be indefinitely thin or long.
Pretty freakishly cool.
Tang Qing gave this crazy skill the attention it warranted when culturing.
Imagine being surrounded by dozens of enemies, sweeping them up with ntal Threads, and seeing them instantly lose their heads - quite literally. What a wickedly aweso skill, it was blatantly overpowered!
Unfortunately, his current ntal power density was too low, so all he could cut was the air, the softest of targets, and perhaps tofu. More robust objects could only be smashed, not smoothly sliced.
The road is long.
There’s no hurry.
At 4 a.m.
Tang Qing was feeling a bit tired.
So he slipped under his covers, took out his mobile phone to watch a movie and browse the internet. Ti passed quickly like this.
The next day.
September 1st.
The system’s interface changed colors as soon as it passed midnight. Once it hit midnight tonight, he could upgrade directly.
For that day.
Tang Qing began his university orientation at Fudan, mainly getting to know the school’s rules and regulations, procedures for taking leave, credit points, course selection, class prefect elections, and so on. There would be a freshn conference the next day. Jing Xiang had strongly urged him to give a speech, even stuffing a script into his hands.
Since he had no way out, Tang Qing had no choice but to agree.
It’s just talking.
There’s nothing hard about it.
In the evening, at the restaurant.
Tang Qing was beneath Lin Jiaxue’s dormitory building. To avoid attracting undue attention and being treated like a spectacle, Tang Qing wore a white mask, acting as if he had a cold.
In no ti.
Tang Qing saw Lin Jiaxue coming down, followed by three girls who were apparently her roommates. He hadn’t t Lin Jiaxue’s roommates at breakfast or lunch, so this was the first ti.
Well, although Lin Jiaxue’s roommates were quite attractive, with one being particularly pretty, they just couldn’t compete with his Jiaxue in Tang Qing’s eyes.
Seeing the figure at the door.
Although Tang Qing wore a mask, Lin Jiaxue couldn’t mistake his familiar figure, clothing, and hairstyle.
"Tangtang, have you caught a cold?" Lin Jiaxue hurriedly expressed with concern, her eyes filled with worry.
Tang Qing wrapped his arms around Lin Jiaxue’s delicate body and said softly, "You know how handso I am. I don’t want to be stared at like a monkey, so I’d better keep a low profile."
Hearing this and seeing Tang Qing’s deanor, Lin Jiaxue couldn’t help but giggle behind her hand.
"Jiaxue, is this your boyfriend?" One of Lin Jiaxue’s roommates stepped forward and asked curiously.
Lin Jiaxue recovered and pulled away from Tang Qing’s embrace, introducing with a slight blush, "Yes, his na is Tang Qing. These are my roommates, Zeng Rou, Ning Jing, and Gu Man."
After Lin Jiaxue’s introduction, Tang Qing ca forward and greeted, "Nice to et you, I’m Tang Qing. But no, I’m not Lin Jiaxue’s boyfriend, I’m her fiancé."
"Fiancé? You guys?" The one called Zeng Rou widened her eyes in surprise. They only knew that Lin Jiaxue had a boyfriend. Now he was her fiancé; that was too ’fast’.
"Doesn’t it look like it?" Tang Qing, with his arm around Lin Jiaxue, laughed.
"No, I thought you two were just dating." Zeng Rou shook her head in surprise.
"Let’s go eat dinner first. This one’s on ," Tang Qing said, laughing.
Subsequently.
Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue returned to the restaurant where Zhong Yang had treated them before. Since they were late, there were no private rooms left, so they sat directly in the main hall. Watching groups of new students and seniors eating together, Tang Qing felt a sense of déjà vu.
Tang Qing ordered a few dishes then passed the nu around, "Order whatever you like."
"Well, I am not going to hold back this ti. Since you swept our Jiaxue off her feet, we need to make up for her absence." Zeng Rou, always generous, directly took the nu.
Zeng Rou was the most outgoing in their dorm, also the oldest, and seed to be from a well-off family. Ning Jing and Gu Man were also the sa, possessing great grace, speaking little, and generally being calm and quiet.
"Tang Qing, are you planning to move out with our Jiaxue next week?" Zeng Rou asked with mock resentnt after ordering. Fresh at she just t at the beginning of the school year was about to be taken away by Tang Qing. Although Tang Qing was very handso, he was still just a very handso wolf in their eyes.
Tang Qing was speechless. Her expression suggested that he was abandoning her.
"Strictly speaking, we are moving out tomorrow night." Tang Qing responded. Tomorrow was Friday, and they planned to go ho for the weekend—returning to the villa and doing so... unspeakable things.
"But we will miss Jiaxue." Zeng Rou said mournfully, gripping Lin Jiaxue’s hand.
"Umm, she can still co back occasionally," Tang Qing said, feeling helpless.
Zeng Rou saw that Lin Jiaxue seed completely smitten with Tang Qing and realized that she wouldn’t have any influence on Lin Jiaxue’s decisions. So, she simply sighed and said, "Is it far? We might co to visit."
"No problem, I will invite you guys over for dinner next week." Tang Qing eagerly agreed, figuring he could call over all the dorm mates at once and get everything settled.
"All right, make sure you keep your word," Zeng Rou reminded him.
"Of course."
Then, the girls conducted a thorough investigation into Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue’s relationship. Finally, they no longer found it strange for the couple to live together. Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue seed inseparable and were clearly a blissful small couple, so the girls decided not to ddle.
Thus,
The three roommates stopped regarding Tang Qing as a wolf, but instead admired him. A boy and girl grow up as neighbors, becoming a handso guy and a pretty girl. This kind of romantic love that is like poetry doesn’t happen often in real life. It’s the secret desire of every woman.
"Big brother, it really is you."
As Tang Qing waved his hand while eating, a voice ca from behind. Tang Qing’s mind swiftly searched for the source but initially drew a blank. Who could it be? Turning around, he saw a little girl standing next to him, looking at him with joy.
Tang Qing rembered imdiately.
This was the grandfather and granddaughter from Thailand who were sched against by the tour guide. He hadn’t asked their nas when they parted ways last ti, and he didn’t expect to run into them here. The world could be quite small sotis.
Just as Tang Qing was about to speak,
A person walked out from behind the little girl. It was the old man from last ti. He had been in casual clothes previously, but now he was in formal attire and looked energetic, appearing to still be at work.
Tang Qing quickly got up to greet them, "Old sir, young miss, it’s good to see you again. I didn’t expect to run into you here."
"Grandpa, I told you I wouldn’t mistake him," the little girl triumphantly said. At her age, she worshiped heroes, and Tang Qing had helped them in their hour of need last ti, taught the bad guys a lesson, and gave back the money they were cheated out of. Therefore, the impression he left was particularly vivid.
"Hahaha, lad, we must have been destined to et. Are you having a reunion al?" The old man happily asked Tang Qing, looking at him. Last ti, before he could even say thank you, Tang Qing had left. Seeing him again now might be destiny, giving him a chance to thank Tang Qing properly.
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A person who could handle a Thai policeman in Bangkok with a few sentences was certainly not ordinary. He was also very curious.
"Yes, we just started school, so I’m having dinner with my fiancée’s roommates," Tang Qing nodded and laughed.
"You’re a new student at Fudan University?" The old man asked in surprise. The only ones who could co here were students from Fudan.
"Yes," Tang Qing admitted.
"What a coincidence." The old man’s eyes lit up.
"Sir, you’re not going to tell you’re a new student at Fudan too, are you?" Tang Qing joked.
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