The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 23 Dormitory 203 (Part 1)

Yang Muye had just returned to his room when he received a call from Yang Tao.

Nothing else, just confirming the extended stay period for the suite so I can let the front desk staff at the executive level know.

After finishing their business, Yang Tao specifically brought up Xu Hongdou again.

"This young lady is a relative of my cousin's, not too far away. She's a tourism management major, a freshman in the same year as you. Would you like to get to know her beforehand?"

"All I want right now is to make money!"

Yang Muye answered very firmly.

Everyone's been reborn, who still wants to date?
Star fruit was quite unexpected.

"So career-oriented?"

"Have you ever watched 'Animal World', senior?"

Although Yang Muyi's answer was irrelevant, Yang Tao couldn't help but recall Zhao Zhongxiang's classic opening remarks.

Spring has arrived, all things are reviving, and it's the breeding season for animals again—

Bah Bah!

So dirty!
Yang Muye's voice came through the phone at the same time.

"Senior, don't get the wrong idea. I'm talking about high-level hunters, who often appear as prey."

Yang Tao felt a sudden panic, but she held her phone and tried to remain calm: "That's right, with your looks, you definitely won't lack girls who like you at school."

Finally, he didn't forget to cheer Yang Muyi on, saying, "Go, Pikachu!"

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At 3 p.m. the next day, Yang Muye set off from the hotel with a backpack on his back.

Walking to the school gate, at the request of a middle-aged couple, Yang Muye took several photos of them and their child with the school gate as the background.

After returning the camera to the other person, the girl politely said thank you, senior.

Do I look that old?

On his way to the reporting location, Yang Muye kept thinking about this question.

He looked in the mirror before going out, and he was still as fair and handsome as ever. The strong ultraviolet rays in Yunnan Province hadn't tanned him at all.

At most, he's tall, and he's been working out and building muscle for the past two weeks, so his physique is somewhat like that of a basketball player.

But we can't conclude that he's a senior just because of that, can we?
It wasn't until several freshmen passed by, pointing and commenting on everything on campus, that Yang Muye suddenly realized what was going on.

He was too relaxed, and his eyes lacked that clear, innocent naiveté.

When I arrived at the registration location, there were indeed few people left. Some of the freshmen from the college had already arrived, and even the senior students who were in charge of welcoming them had left.

Fortunately, there were still people at the business school. A senior student wearing glasses guided Yang Muye through the enrollment registration procedures and then quietly asked him if he was a basketball specialist.

I was slightly disappointed after receiving a negative answer.

Yang Muyi guessed that this senior student must be from the student union's sports department, and immediately added that he liked playing badminton.

And he's a gear enthusiast.

Gym pants, athletic skirts, black and white stockings, Yonex... I've been through all of those in my past life.

After school starts, Yang Muye plans to pick up this hobby again.

Let's have a serious fight.

With the payment slip in hand, I went to Student Apartment No. 7, paid the deposit to the dormitory manager, and got the key.

The dormitory is on the second floor, room 203.

When signing the roster, Yang Muyi saw that his other three roommates had already signed.

As expected, I was the last one to arrive.

The first roommate's name was written so illegibly that Yang Muyi could only barely make out the first character, "Cheng," and he didn't recognize the rest.

The second roommate to arrive had very neat handwriting; it was Wu Di.

The third roommate to arrive had handwriting that clearly showed he had practiced regularly; he had beautiful semi-cursive script. Shi Xiaomeng.

Upon seeing these two names, Yang Muyi was momentarily stunned.

Now he finally figured out what the last character of his first roommate's name was. Actually, he was just guessing.

Feng, the Feng of Cheng Feng!

The Northern Ireland trio... it turns out to be them.

He recalled the final fate of the three of them.

Yang Muye pushed open the dormitory door.

The first thing you see is an empty bunk bed with a desk underneath, and the dormitory door, light switch, and landline phone jack are all next to it.

I collected all three of the most annoying things in the dorm room at once.

These three guys really know how to reserve a bed for themselves.

Hearing the door open, the boy who was wiping the floor was the first to look up.

The boy who was lying on the bed reading a book next to him also sat up.

Both of their gazes simultaneously fell upon Yang Muye.

The first thought that came to the boy's mind while he was mopping the floor was, "This person is so fair-skinned."

The first thought in the boy's mind as he sat on the bed was, "This person is so tall."

And the best part is, he's so handsome!
Before I could even say hello, I heard an exclamation from the balcony: "Holy crap, what a handsome guy!"

The person who spoke was a boy who was on the phone.

Although he has an ordinary appearance, he is holding a Nokia N95, the king of mobile phones of his time.

The boy wiping the floor saw Yang Muye place his only backpack on the table by the empty bed and immediately stood up and handed it to him.

"Hello, my name is Shi Xiaomeng."

He reached out halfway before realizing he had touched the floor rag, so he quickly pulled back, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then reached out again.

Yang Muye extended his hand: "Hello, Yang Muye."

Just then, the boy who was reading on the bed came down the stairs and offered his hand.

"Hello, I am Wu Di."

Seeing his refined demeanor and the glasses he wore, Yang Muye smiled and said, "Your name reminds me of an old friend."

Wu Di asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Tianjian Long Aotian, a fictional character in the martial arts world created by Zhan Zhao in 'Young Justice Bao III'!"

"Huh?" Wu Di was completely bewildered. He had watched the TV series, but was he sure this person actually existed in it?
This meme hadn't yet formed online, and Yang Muye didn't offer much explanation.

The boy on the balcony who was making a phone call simply waved to Yang Muyi and pointed to his phone, indicating that they could talk after he finished his call.

Wu Di's voice rang out from the side.

"His name is Cheng Feng, a local from Yanjing. As you can probably tell, he's a rich second-generation."

Yang Muye asked curiously, "How rich?"

“There was a red Ferrari F430 parked downstairs in our dormitory yesterday; he drove it here,” Wu Di said with envy.

Yang Muye nodded in agreement.

The combination of Fu Ge and Jing Ye is truly invincible.

Cheng Feng is not tall and has an ordinary appearance, but he has a cool and arrogant aura.

Being tall, handsome, and rich—all you really need is to be rich.

While we were talking about Cheng Feng, the sound of him making a phone call came from the balcony.

"Xia Qing, I'm not bragging this time. You agreed to Yu Tu's request too early. Otherwise, if you met this new guy in my dorm, you would definitely be smitten. He's a super handsome guy, no exaggeration!"

"Yes, Yu Tu is a top student who got into Tsinghua University, but our Yanjingmao University is not bad either. If I hadn't put in a lot of effort to get in, would my dad have agreed to buy me such an expensive sports car?"

"Don't believe me? Then let's go out for dinner tonight, and I'll show you what a real handsome guy looks like!"

"How about we invite the other three beauties from your dorm out too, like a dorm social event?"

"Yes, that's my real purpose. I, Cheng Feng, came to university for no other reason than to pick up girls!"

(End of this chapter)