Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

The senior student taught me: "Don't tell the truth to others."

Another person, speaking with an experienced tone, comforted him, "Be more confident. You're already amazing for getting into Peking University. There aren't any pretty girls in our department, but we can work hard and get into other departments..."

His eyes were suddenly attracted by something, and he stared straight at it, and unconsciously uttered: "Oh my god..."

"Senior, then..."

Before the junior could say anything, the senior ruthlessly shoved his annoying head onto the table. Then he stretched out his hand and yelled at the back of the freshman group, "Hey hey hey..."

Then he left everyone behind and rushed back.

Everyone looked over without knowing what was going on, but when they saw the girl at the end of the line, they were immediately amazed.

The senior stared at the girl in front of him with eyes brighter than light bulbs, his breath slightly choking. He restrained himself so as not to scare her and asked softly, "Are you a freshman?"

Wen Li looked at him: "Yeah."

The senior student asked again: "From the Computer Science Department?"

"Ah."

After receiving a positive answer, the senior student was so excited that he looked like he had made a fortune. He clapped his hands vigorously and made an earnest gesture of invitation: "Come forward, you don't have to queue, come on."

Wen Li didn't move. He looked at the team in front of him. A casual glance made the dozen or so male classmates in front of him blush.

Senior: "It's okay, they don't mind."

The male students nodded: "You, you go first."

The senior led Wen Li to the front of the line, handing him water, fanning him, and carrying him a chair, all in one go. "Are you sure you're from the Computer Science Department?"

Wen Li didn't sit down, but responded patiently.

The senior student's eyes were full of tenderness: "You have good taste!"

He skillfully used his position to gain personal benefits: "My name is Pei Liang, I'm a junior, and I'm your senior. You can come to me if you need anything in the future."

Wen Li asked, "What's the process for new students to register?"

The senior wasn't listening at all, staring at Wen Li in a daze.

During the past two days of welcoming new students, I have met many beautiful girls, but they were just pretty girls at best. They all put on makeup and dressed up carefully. They were completely different from the one in front of me.

Her small face, the size of a palm, is flawless, with a smooth facial shape and bright and delicate features. She doesn't wear any makeup, but she looks like she is wearing makeup. Her skin is cold and white, which makes her pale eyes and red lips look even more prominent.

It is a beauty that is almost never seen in reality.

Her temperament is obviously lazy and relaxed, but there is a kind of aggressiveness that makes people dare not approach her casually, which is very consistent with her indifferent eyes. The short-sleeved shirt and long pants on her body seem to have a bit of charm, coldness mixed with sexiness, and this beauty is not dull at all.

Her looks, temperament, height, and skin make her an eye-catching one even among the top beauties.

The other departments were completely envious.

"Report to us, and the rest..."

After a moment of shock, his good job was almost snatched away. The senior named Pei Liang quickly recovered and said, "I'll take you to the rest."

"What's his name?" He flipped through the list.

"Wen Li, the Li of dawn." Wen Li said.

Pei Liang looked up quickly and exclaimed in surprise, "Are you Wen Li, the one who didn't write the Chinese composition but got all the other answers right and scored 690?"

When those people heard this, their eyes towards Wen Li changed.

"It's you! You're amazing! With a score of 690, you've already snatched the limelight from the provincial champion." Pei Liang was surprised, then asked the question everyone wanted to know: "Junior, can I be curious, why don't you write your composition?"

Wen Li was indifferent, with a hint of impatience and coldness in her delicate eyes.

At this time,

I heard a gentle voice: "Wen Li."

Pei Liang and the others looked at the newcomer in surprise: "Master Song?"

Song Zhixian walked over and said to them indifferently, "I'll take care of Wen Li's enrollment. You guys continue with your work." He turned to Wen Li and said, "Let's go. I've been waiting for you."

The tone is clearly and audibly different.

Wen Li left the hesitant senior behind and followed him decisively.

"Eh," Pei Liang wanted to save the situation. Looking at the two figures walking away, he asked in confusion, "What's going on? Do you know each other?"

"Master Song? Who is he? Senior." asked the freshman.

"Go search online yourself." Pei Liang glanced at Wen Li's back and said enviously, "You guys are so lucky. You've never seen anyone of this level before, let alone this year."

The freshman chuckled: "In the end, the beautiful girl is still taken."

The senior student scoffed, "You're overthinking it. Even if there's nothing between him and Master Song, it's not the turn of us little shrimps. It's good enough for you to enjoy the eyes, but you're still expecting something."

Wen Li doesn't live on campus, which saves him a lot of trouble.

After Song Zhixian took the person to the counselor to register and applied for a meal card, he took the excuse of getting familiar with the campus environment to get the opportunity to be alone with Wen Li.

"Grandpa told me that you chose computer science as your major. I was a little bit unconvinced, but I didn't expect it to be true." Song Zhixian couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Wen Li didn't say anything.

Song Zhixian pursed his lips, but still couldn't help asking, "Are you afraid that I will bother you if you don't choose math?" He said in a joking tone.

Wen Li said truthfully, "Computers are simpler."

"Easier?"

Song Zhixian didn't expect this answer. His depressed mood for several days finally brightened up at this moment. At least it was not because he was annoyed with him.

"Don't tell me you're better at computers than math."

Wen Li didn't know how to respond to him.

Hackers all over the world are quite afraid of her. This should be considered powerful, right?

Wen Li just briefly familiarized himself with the school and prepared to leave.

What a coincidence, I saw Wen Xin among the crowd of freshmen. Like most freshmen, Wen Xin was accompanied by her parents.

The happy family of three all changed their expressions when they saw her.

When Wen Xin saw Wen Li and Song Zhixian together, she couldn't hide the jealousy in her eyes. She deliberately tightened her arm around Wen Baixiang's arm and looked at Wen Li provocatively and ostentatiously.

Wen Baixiang's expression was briefly unnatural. He paused for a moment as if hesitating, and finally raised his foot to walk towards Wen Li.

His arm was held by Wen Xin, and he was being pulled intentionally or unintentionally.

Before he could take that step, Wen Li, who treated them as strangers, glanced at them and walked out of the school.

It seemed as if that glance was just an accidental encounter and he didn't even look at them.

Wen Baixiang had no choice but to give up and watch the person leave.

He didn't notice that his wife Lin Yun was staring at him.

As soon as he got the chance, Lin Yun said to his daughter, "You must do your best and don't let Wen Li steal all the limelight."

"Peking University has always attached great importance to the military training of freshmen. Good performance during the military training can earn you extra credits. Of course, the training will be quite harsh, and it will be in the military area at the foot of the mountain south of the city. The conditions are difficult, so you have to be prepared." Song Zhixian escorted him out of the school gate.

not far away,

In a black Land Rover, a man stared coldly through the window at the two figures walking out of the school gate side by side.

The man's face was calm, but his eyes were bright and dark.

The little guy sat on Lu Xixiao's lap with his little face pressed against the car window.

I heard my grandfather's instructions: "Scream louder later, or your sister won't be able to hear you."

This was a difficult task for the introverted little guy, but since this was the first time his grandfather had asked him to do something, he had to do it well.

Wen Li and Song Zhixian separated and walked towards the driver and the car.

At this time, I heard a voice: "Sister~"

The sound was not loud, but Wen Li had good hearing.

She looked towards the Land Rover.

A big one and a small one sat in the car looking at her. The big one had a faint smile on his lips, and the small one waved at her.