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Chapter 1674 Getting along
Yu Hao entered the dormitory, introduced himself to Jiang Yunming, and then came over to fiddle with Wang Yan's camera and lens.

"Wang Yan, don't tell me you have a whole bunch of telephoto and telephoto lenses but no decent photos. I'll definitely laugh at you for four years. No, it won't matter after you graduate."

"Search my name on Weibo and you'll see me."

So Yu Hao and Jiang Yunming both took out their phones and opened Weibo to search.

“No, which of these Wang Yans is you?” Jiang Yunming said. “Why don’t you just tell me your ID?”

"That's right, that's right, there's also someone who lives next door."

"That's the one."

"Huh?" Yu Hao was taken aback.

Wang Yan said, "I live next door and my surname is Wang (Wang Yan in parentheses). There's nothing I can do; Wang Yan has already been registered. That's all I can do."

"What kind of lousy joke is this?" Yu Hao said, speechless. "I'm really fed up with you."

Jiang Yunming said with even more disdain, "Isn't this even worse?"

"It's absolutely rotten," Wang Yan echoed.

"Don't worry about the details, let's see what decent photos Old Wang next door has to show."

Yu Hao rummaged through it for a while and said, "Your skills are really good. I underestimated you. I've noticed that you seem to shoot more human interest photos."

"It has light and shadow, humanities, and stories."

"No, you've already taken such bad photos, why are you still spending money to learn here? You're just trying to market yourself as a genius photographer, going around trying to scam people, and you'll be famous in a few years. Look at your black and white photos, they don't look much different from He Fan's."

"How could I have known about a generation of photography masters like you if I didn't go to school?"

Yu Hao grinned and cupped his hands in greeting: "You flatter me, you are the real master."

"Likewise," Wang Yan replied with a cupped-hand salute.

"And what about me?" Jiang Yunming stared blankly at the two shameless individuals who were flattering each other.

Yu Hao stared at him intently, flashing a standard eight-tooth smile: "You should know that even masters need an audience. You will play an unparalleled and significant role. Good luck, I believe in you."

Before Jiang Yunming could speak, Yu Hao immediately added, "Old Wang, I want to buy some clothes hangers and then check out the school cafeteria to see how the food is."

"Are you going?" Wang Yan nodded to Jiang Yunming.

"Let's go together, otherwise it'll be boring for me."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go! Carrying all this luggage up to the sixth floor has already killed me. I feel like I could eat a whole pig in one go!"

"You're really good at bluffing."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Yu Hao asked, "What do you mean?"

"You're exaggerating."

Yu Hao smiled and said, "There's another guy from Northeast China in our dorm, but he's playing games right now and doesn't have time to go out with us. Otherwise, I would have invited him."

The three of them went out for a stroll together, laughing and chatting. Just as Yu Hao had suggested, they bought clothes hangers, soap, laundry detergent, thermos flasks, and the like.

Yu Hao is a meticulous person; he had everything prepared beforehand, and all of it was of high quality. Wang Yan and Jiang Yunming, on the other hand, were clearly not; they were the ones who did most of the shopping.

At this time, the school supermarket was packed with people; buying things was like a fight.

The cafeteria was bustling with activity, filled with students and parents.

Because the military training lasts for twenty days, the freshmen all arrived half a month early. Apart from volunteers and those taking photos of assignments, most of the upperclassmen didn't return. Therefore, the cafeteria was actually closed.

However, due to the influx of new students and parents visiting and learning about the school, all the cafeterias except for the private stalls were open. With students and parents alike, there were over a thousand people, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

"They're really something, each one of them insists on being driven by their parents, like they're still babies who haven't been weaned yet," Jiang Yunming said with disdain.

At eighteen, having left high school and entered university, it's time to demonstrate independence and maturity. Jiang Yunming's mindset was certainly like this, hence the slight sense of pride in his words about coming to such a far-away university alone.

"You think you're so great just because you came alone?" Yu Hao rolled his eyes at him. "As if everyone comes alone, right, Lao Wang?"

"Not good."

Jiang Yunming was initially displeased and his face was already showing, but Yu Hao's next sentence took a sharp turn, and Wang Yan echoed his sentiment. Now, all three of them are like children who have been weaned by themselves!

"Want a drink? It's on me."

"Thank you for the jasmine honey tea." Yu Hao said without any hesitation.

Wang Yan didn't want to spoil the fun and ordered a bottle of Coke, even though he was already drinking free mung bean soup. But Jiang Yunming wanted to spend money, and he wasn't happy if he wasn't allowed to; people are strange like that.

So Jiang Yunming happily got up and went to the vending machine in the corner of the cafeteria to buy a drink.

"Why does he act like he hasn't grown up? He insists on being driven by his parents, like a child who hasn't been weaned..." Yu Hao said in an exaggerated, sarcastic tone, mimicking Jiang Yunming's words from earlier.

Do you know what this kind of behavior is called in Northeast China?

"what?"

“Old sister-in-law,” Wang Yan explained considerately, “it describes a man’s effeminate and gossipy behavior.”

Yu Hao was quite playful. He covered his mouth and pretended to be surprised: "Really? I didn't expect that there would be such a fitting description for me in Northeast China. When I get back, I'll continue watching Country Love. I want to watch the whole thing."

"Then come on."

"Have you finished reading?"

"No." Wang Yan shook his head.

He mainly watched it on TV with his family before, but stopped watching it much after streaming platforms came out...

After having lunch together, the three of them carried their things back to their dormitory building and huffed and puffed their way up to the sixth floor.

After Wang Yan finished tidying up his things, he finally took out his laptop, which Jiang Yunming had been eagerly anticipating, and started playing League of Legends with Jiang Yunming while smoking a cigarette.

For this game to thrive, it needs to set the pace, and the most convenient positions, besides jungler, are mid lane. Undoubtedly, Jiang Yunming, a show-off, somewhat rebellious, and self-proclaimed gaming expert, plays jungler.

So Wang Yan started playing the mid-lane mage, playing with the skill level of a typical 1v1 king, and teaming up with Jiang Yunming. Especially since Jiang Yunming was such a smart aleck, always taunting opponents and putting pressure on his teammates, watching Jiang Yunming's energetic and fast-paced laning phase was quite enjoyable.

To be honest, Wang Yan hadn't played games for a long time before his "living father" blessed him. Now, playing games in this world with a timeline that's quite similar to his real-world time is actually quite enjoyable.

Even if he's a master laner, invincible in 1v1, and has a strong grasp of the overall game, it's still a team game. No matter how skilled he is, he's ultimately controlling the character, not the other way around. Therefore, it's inevitable that his four teammates will drag the team down. Add to that the fact that the opposing team's average skill level is higher, and he can't control the outcome. He rarely does the kind of strenuous work he does for 30-40 minutes to drag his team to a comeback. He prefers a relaxed experience, not putting pressure on himself. If he were really that age, he would be willing to give his all to win a game, but unfortunately…

There is a reopening day, and no one is young.

Even if he really is eighteen this year, what makes someone young is not their age, but their passionate and vibrant heart...

"Holy crap! Old Wang, you're fucking awesome!" Jiang Yunming exclaimed.

Just now, Wang Yan, playing Yasuo, pulled off a spectacular pentakill; his Yasuo skills are truly impressive.

"The main thing is that your R-flash kick was really good, kicking up three people in one go." Wang Yan praised him generously, admitting that Jiang Yunming's kick was very impressive.

So the two of them were happy, and things got even more lively afterward.

"Hey, what are you doing? I could hear your loud voices from next door."

As they were talking, Yu Hao walked in, frowned, and fanned himself in front of his nose. "Honestly, don't you know smoking is bad for your health? And the smell is so strong, it's awful."

Jiang Yunming didn't even turn his head: "I didn't ask you to smell it, you're not even in this room. Besides, I've already talked to Lao Wang, it's only for the next couple of days, we also need to consider other brothers."

"It better be."

Yu Hao glanced at him, then pulled up a chair and sat down next to Wang Yan, watching Wang Yan go on a killing spree.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at it."

"Maybe I'm just a one-in-a-million gaming genius."

"I've discovered that you're quite shameless."

"I live next door, how can I be shameless as Old Wang?" Wang Yan said nonchalantly. "Are you playing?"

"I'll show you how," Jiang Yunming replied, without wasting a moment clicking the mouse.

"I don't play. The shouting and yelling is not elegant at all, and a game takes several tens of minutes, which is enough for me to watch an episode of Country Love."

Yu Hao gave a look of disdain, then moved even closer, looking at Wang Yan expectantly, "Old Wang, there's some news you'll never expect."

"what news?"

"Since you want to know, I'll mercifully tell you," Yu Hao said. "Didn't I tell you I have a roommate who's already here, and he's from your hometown too? Guess how he's going to sting?"

"I guessed it would sting like that."

"Ugh." Yu Hao reached out and slapped Wang Yan, then said, "We were chatting just now, and I noticed he seemed really familiar with the school. So I asked him why he knew it so well, and he told me he'd already been a freshman twice, and this was his third time! Can you believe it? He's been a freshman three times!"

"The world is vast and full of wonders. Just like the three years you spent studying in Germany, those seven years were the most unforgettable of your five-year study abroad experience. When you look back on those nine happy years, they will be the most important eleven years of your life."

"Hmm? Is studying in Germany that difficult?" Yu Hao's attention was drawn in.

"I don't know, I just heard it from others. I've never even been abroad, how would I know so much?"

"I'll take a look at it later. Your way of speaking is quite interesting. It's mine now."

Then Yu Hao exclaimed, "Oh dear, Xiao Haiyang has been studying for three years straight since his first year of university! He's really persistent, he actually kept studying..."

"It's perfectly normal. Not many people in our major are academically gifted, and I guess he wouldn't want to cheat. You'd think he'd study or not study, memorize or not memorize, and cheat or not cheat, so repeating a year wouldn't be strange, right? After all, we're art students, we're all pretty individualistic. Hey, why are you staring at me like that? I'm not gay!"

"Get lost, get lost," Yu Hao said disdainfully. "Even if we were gay, I wouldn't be with you. I'm just surprised by how quick-witted and sharp-thinking you are. I didn't expect someone with all those muscles like you to be so intelligent."

At this moment, Wang Yan and Jiang Yunming were both shirtless. Even though there was air conditioning in the room, it was still not as comfortable as being unrestrained.

"Thank you." Wang Yan glanced at him, seemingly annoyed, before continuing her battle.

"It'll be dinner time in a little while, what are your plans?" Yu Hao asked.

Jiang Yunming said without turning his head: "Old Wang and I have already discussed it and plan to check out the nearby food delivery options."

"Just admit you're lazy, why talk about 'inspection'? You've only been in college and you're already holed up in your dorms like shut-ins? There's such a wonderful world out there, and you're just ignoring it all?"

Wang Yan laughed and said, "We're studying photography, and we'll be staying here for four years. I think there will be almost no place we won't be able to go in the future. We won't be able to avoid going even if we want to."

Yu Hao's eyes widened slightly: "What you said makes sense. I'll order takeout too. Let me ask Xiao Haiyang, and the four of us can order together."

"Okay, go ahead and see what you want to eat."

“Well, I suggest…” Jiang Yunming turned his head and said, “Let’s get some beer to celebrate.”

Yu Hao accepted the task and ordered stir-fried dishes from a restaurant with a good reputation.

"Come on, let's have a toast, and then we'll start eating." Yu Hao raised his glass, and Wang Yan and the others also politely clinked their bottles together.

Setting down his glass, Yu Hao said, "You guys can all hold your liquor pretty well."

Jiang Yunming chuckled: "Well, you see, let me tell you, I've never been inferior to anyone at drinking parties. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

"I can't drink, I'm just a little thirsty." Xiao Haiyang held up the bottle and took another big gulp.

He was tall and strong, with a bright and sunny smile. Even though he was already a twenty-year-old freshman, he was still in the prime of his youth.

Wang Yan opened his palm, retracted his middle finger, and faced the three people with the back of his hand.

"What do you mean?" Yu Hao chimed in, playing the straight man.

"Drinking without the middle finger."

"That would be best. Alright, hurry up and eat. I came here once before for the art exam, but I didn't eat much then. Quickly try what authentic Hunan cuisine tastes like."

When it comes to authentic food, Wang Yan thinks of things like authentic Northeastern Mala Tang, Crossing-the-Bridge Rice Noodles, and authentic Anhui Beef Noodles. How could they not know whether something is authentic or not?

Hunan cuisine is known for its spiciness, but the level of spiciness varies from person to person. Except for Wang Yan, the other three all slurped it up. However, we didn't order only spicy dishes, and the meal was still quite enjoyable. We drank alcohol when it got spicy, which was also quite pleasant.

Young people, aside from those with problems or who don't fit in, usually get to know each other very quickly. After a few bottles of drinks, they were already quite familiar with each other, chatting and laughing happily.

From art exams to college entrance exams, from girlfriends to games, upon learning that Xiao Haiyang also plays League of Legends, Jiang Yunming recounted his previous seven-game winning streak with Wang Yan...

Outside the window, the evening glow painted the sky, the sun gradually setting. The newly enrolled young people, drunk, laughed and cursed...

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　　(End of this chapter)