1994: From a young man from a small town to a second-generation resident of Shanghai

Chen Yong drove back to school.

When he entered the dormitory, the dormitory manager called out to him, "Chen Yong, there's a letter for you."

There aren't many students now, and the dormitory manager, Lao Qin, whom everyone calls Uncle Qin, knows all the students in this building.

When someone's letter arrives, he will see who it is and then notify them.

The mail sent to the university is first counted by the post office and then distributed to the various student dormitories.

Chen Yong signed his name, and then Grandpa Qin handed him the letter.

This letter was sent from Wuhan.

The message was sent from Wuhan; it came from Chen Qingqiao, and no one else did.

Some time ago, Chen Yong wrote a letter to Chen Qingqiao, informing her that he was going abroad.

The two usually communicate by letter, and it takes at least five days to receive a letter.

Although Chen Yong was having a great time in college, he never forgot the high school class representative in Wuhan who had taken good care of him.

In terms of physical development, Chen Qingqiao is definitely the most outstanding in the class. How could such a sweet and gentle class representative be given to someone from Wuhan University?

In her letter, Chen Qingqiao expressed her immense surprise and delight, saying, "Chen Yong, you're amazing! You went abroad on exchange in your freshman year!"

My roommates found out and they all call you Chen Sheng, or King Chen!

I also received the record you sent. I never expected to receive a record personally signed by Heavenly King Chan. It's such an honor for me.

It's been a long time since we last met. I'd like to find a chance to visit my classmates in Shanghai. When you get back, it'll be summer vacation, and I can head to Shanghai then to look for an internship and get some experience.

During the Spring Festival, many people who study in other places do not go back home.

Because going back to the small county town is very troublesome, involving a long journey, it's only possible to go back once every two years, or once every year and a half.

Incidentally, Chen Qingqiao also complained about Wuhan. She studied accounting, but Wuhan's economic development is nowhere near that of Shanghai, and the internships it offers are very limited.

I now realize how wise it was for those who chose to apply to universities in Shanghai. Location is far more important than the university itself.

With Chen Qingqiao's grades, although she might not get into Fudan or Shanghai Jiao Tong University, she should have no problem getting into East China Normal University, Tongji University, or even Shanghai University of Finance and Economics.

However, due to limited understanding, they did not fill in the form for Shanghai University of Finance and Economics.

After reading the letter, Chen Yong put it away and returned to his dormitory, where he casually put it in his drawer.

He exchanged about twenty letters with Chen Qingqiao.

One corner of the drawer was completely filled.

"Squad leader, you're back."

Liu Cong had just returned from a shower, carrying a basin in his hand, his head still wet.

"The class representative came to see you today, along with a girl."

"I know. I'll call her now."

The school installed a landline in every dormitory; that's the financial strength of a good university.

In terms of infrastructure, apart from the dormitories being prone to disrepair over the years, all the necessary facilities will be provided.

Dormitories that have been in disrepair for many years can be considered ancient buildings.

"Does anyone remember Ye Huiling's dormitory number?"

"I remember." Liu Cong took the initiative to help Chen Yong enter the number.

The call was connected very quickly.

"Hello, who is it?" The voice on the other end of the phone was as clear and melodious as a lark, very distinctive.

"it's me."

"Hey class monitor! You actually called me first, are you going to confess your feelings to me?"

"Stop fooling around, let's get down to business. My classmate gave you his things, thank you. Want me to treat you to a late-night snack?"

"The class monitor is treating us to a late-night snack?! I'm so honored! Of course I'll have to eat."

Ye Linghuan's voice was extremely loud, as if she was afraid the girls around her wouldn't hear her.

Of course, that's just her style.

The roommates all said enviously, "Our class monitor is so lucky. The class president treated us to a late-night snack. Can you bring some back for us too?"

Ye Linghuan had a good relationship with her roommates and generously said, "Of course! The class monitor is so rich! A late-night snack won't cost much."

The girls started discussing what to ask the class representative to bring back for them to eat later.

Discussing food is one of the things girls love to do most, along with discussing makeup and boys.

Girls who love to eat and know how to eat generally have a good mindset.

News of Ye Linghuan's phone call with Chen Yong still reached the neighboring dormitory.

The message reached Zhang Xiting's ears: "Dormitory leader, that Ye Linghuan next door is so exaggerated. She was just making a phone call with the class monitor, and she was so loud that we could hear her."

"They even said they wanted to go out for a late-night snack. Sigh, the class monitor is really biased. He took Ye Linghuan but not our Youth League secretary. If it weren't for the Youth League secretary helping the class monitor with class affairs, could he so easily go out every day? In the end, he doesn't even remember the good things our class monitor did."

Zhang Xiting's roommates started complaining, all from Zhang Xiting's perspective.

However, Zhang Xiting did not express any opinion, as saying anything could easily escalate the conflict.

Relationships between girls are much more difficult to manage than those between boys.

So she was always very careful.

A little while later, Ye Linghuan from next door came over. "Zhang Xiting, the class monitor is treating us to late-night snacks tonight. Do you want to come?"

When the girls in room 502 saw Ye Linghuan coming, they all acted rather coldly.

"I'd better not go. I don't want to eat anything tonight."

"You didn't go even though the class monitor offered to treat you, so I'll talk to the class monitor about it."

Fortunately, the phone rang in the dormitory at that moment. Zhang Xiting received a call from Chen Yong's dormitory, who personally invited her to come out for a late-night snack.

"Class monitor, please do me a favor! I already bragged to my roommates about it. If you don't come, I'll lose face."

"Are Liu Cong and the others coming too?"

"Of course, Ye Linghuan is also included. You two come on."

Since the class monitor had already taken the initiative to call and invite her, what could she do? Go!

Ye Linghuan was quite unhappy to see that Zhang Xiting was leaving again.

The phone call just now must have been from the class monitor. Why are you putting on airs? You only go when the class monitor invites you, but you don't go when she calls you.

How hypocritical!

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Dormitory 301 for male students

"Hey guys, the Youth League secretary and the student representative have both agreed to go out for a late-night snack. Anyone want to come along? It's on me."

"I'll go!" Liu Cong was the first to respond.

Everyone else is going too. The class monitor has already invited the two prettiest girls in the class, so what are they still pretending for?

Although everyone knows that the Youth League Secretary and the Academic Committee member prefer the class monitor, it's not confirmed yet.

They still have a great deal of opportunity.

Eight people found a barbecue stall in the food street outside the school. The owner was from Sichuan Province and made very delicious barbecue.

Almost all the students in the surrounding area have eaten here.

If you want spicy food, the owner can make it; if you want local flavor, he can make it too.

College students' late-night snacks usually consist of barbecue, cold noodles, and jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes).

Zhang Xiting especially loves hot and sour noodles, so Chen Yong offered to go with her to buy some.

Upon seeing this, Ye Linghuan immediately said, "I'll go too, I want to eat hot and sour noodles too."

After the three left, Liu Chong, Zhu Tianliang, and the others started whispering among themselves, "Isn't the class monitor supposed to be unable to eat any spicy food? He's actually eating hot and sour noodles now."

Everyone knows that Ye Linghuan is from Huacheng and can't stand spicy food.

When eating barbecue, you should ask the owner to grill it to preserve the original flavor. Just add some salt and spices, and then grill it over charcoal.

When the hot and sour noodles were bought back, Zhang Xiting ate them with great joy, feeling a sense of happiness.

Ye Linghuan was somewhat unconvinced; if Zhang Xiting could eat so happily, why couldn't she?

Moreover, Chen Yong also eats hot and sour noodles.

As a result, after taking one bite, my mouth was burning from the spiciness!

Her lips turned red very quickly.

Seeing this, Chen Yong immediately handed over some juice, saying, "If you can't handle spicy food, that's fine. Unlike us from Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan, you've been eating spicy food since you were little."

Ye Linghuan fought back tears, "It's okay, I can get used to the taste of hot and sour noodles."