Early March, Jiangnan University.

The cold and biting climate has become warmer, the trees are full of life again, and the school is filled with students coming and going, creating a lively atmosphere.

Rumble.

There was the sound of suitcases being dragged on the asphalt, the sound of engines passing by, and the sound of bicycles thumping.

People come and go, like a bustling market.

This is the scene at the beginning of the second half of the semester at Jiangnan University.

…

Some students were chatting about interesting things about their winter vacation.

"How was the Chinese New Year? How many red envelopes did you receive?"

"Hi, not much...it's basically cash given by elders, and the red envelopes on WeChat QQ are just for fun."

"That's right. I've been busy getting red envelopes at home, which made my mother unhappy, and my father also had objections to me. At last count, I only received a total of sixty-four Chinese national coins."

…

There are also students discussing the start of school.

"It's the second semester of my junior year this year. After this semester, I have to find a job as a senior."

"Oh, don't mention it, I'm a little upset."

"What are you upset about? What's so good about the school? I've long wanted to work, so that I can have a salary and live a free life."

hehe.

The upset student twitched his lips and did not retort needlessly.

Based on the current economic situation in China, the average monthly after-tax salary of fresh graduates is about four to five thousand Chinese national dollars. As students of Jiangnan University, their salary may be higher, but it is always limited.

…

In front of the main entrance of the girls' dormitory building.

Peng.

The trunk of the Hongqi LA opened and slowly rose.

Han Dong stretched out his right hand, took out two 24-inch suitcases one after another, and placed them on the ground: "I really don't understand why there are so many salutes."

He looked at Zhang Meng, puzzled.

It was just the beginning of the school year at Jiangnan University. What did he need to bring? If he could see through it, he would really like to take a closer look at what was inside the two suitcases.

side.

Zhang Meng, who was wearing a lotus-colored windbreaker, blinked his beautiful eyes like a lake twice and said matter-of-factly: "There are clothes and some necessities for life... This is the quality of life. As a rough guy, of course you can't understand it."

Well.

Actually being disliked?

Han Dong opened his mouth involuntarily. After all, he was also a military commander and had the qualifications to dominate a party.

But.

Looking at the girl's proud face, he couldn't help but change the subject: "Actually, I pay great attention to the quality of life, and I have always been disciplined and tidy. Xiaomeng children's shoes, do you understand simplicity?"

Wow.

Zhang Meng was surprised: "Really or not?"

"Of course it's true, it really couldn't be truer." Han Dong smiled warmly: "I always treat people with sincerity, don't you believe me?"

oh.

Of course... I don’t believe it!

The girl tilted her head and looked at Han Dong.

As a top student with excellent scores in the college entrance examination, Zhang Meng has a very strong memory and can be said to be a master of learning. Especially when it comes to things about Han Dong, he is more attentive and meticulous.

Swish.

Zhang Meng carefully stretched out his right hand, which was as white and tender as gelatin, and tugged on Han Dong's dark windbreaker, and then pointed to the light blue short sleeves inside: "This outfit of yours looks so familiar."

"Ah?" Han Dong was a little confused.

The girl covered her mouth in amusement, glanced at the girls coming in and out of the dormitory building, and explained with a smile: "You have been wearing this outfit since last winter. Tell me honestly, how many jet-black windbreakers of the same style have you bought?"

"Not many, twenty pieces." Han Dong's mood was a little complicated.

He just didn't expect it.

Zhang Meng was so attentive that he not only remembered his outfit, but also saw that the windbreaker he was wearing was a brand new one that had just been unpacked.

Hearing Han Dong's answer, Zhang Meng was shocked: "Twenty pieces? Why don't you choose more colors and styles?"

Although the types of her clothes were extremely complicated, the same style had different colors, the same color had different styles, the lengths were different, and the styles were different... But facing Han Dong, Zhang Meng also felt incompetent.

A jet black trench coat, I bought twenty pieces!

Crazy?

How much money?

I bought twenty pieces of the same style, same color and same length of clothes. Do you plan to wear them until middle age?

"Ahem."

Han Dong explained a few sentences and simply changed the topic.

He couldn't tell the girl face to face that because he was too rough and easily tore clothes, he only had the last one left of the twenty jet black windbreakers he bought.

Be a human being.

You have to be gentler and more refined.

For example, my master Ning Moli has a noble character and countless virtues, but his temper is a little bit bad.

As the sun set, the two of them talked and laughed.

There were two 24-inch suitcases placed next to them, but they didn't affect the half-hour leisurely interaction at all, as if they couldn't feel the passage of time.

finally.

Han Dong glanced at the dusk sky and said, "Hurry up."

"Hmm," Zhang Meng responded in a lively manner, seeming to be looking forward to it, and asked in a regular voice, "Are you free next weekend?"

Is there any festival next weekend?

This was Han Dong's subconscious thought, and then his heart sank, as if there was inexplicable pressure falling on his mind and shoulders. Next weekend, in mid-March, it will be the most outstanding talent battle in the martial arts world.

The gathering of countless martial arts geniuses has attracted much attention!

All martial arts sects are participating to compete with the geniuses of today!

This is an important event on the land of China, with extraordinary significance... No, it cannot be described as a competition, because the battle between the unparalleled geniuses does not matter whether they win or lose, only the strength and the weakness and life and death.

Competing for the contemporary talent is both a pure competition and a fierce competition!

and.

For Han Dong, the battle of unparalleled geniuses is extremely important.

If he can be ranked among the geniuses of today, he will surely make the name of the Qingshan Sect resound throughout the world of martial arts and spread across the land of China.

…

Returning to the independent dormitory, Han Dong thought for a while.

Bang bang bang.

He sent a long text message to Zhang Meng: "I will not be in school in mid-March. Is next weekend a special day? Is it your birthday? Or is there some holiday? Anyway, I have time this weekend, so I will treat you to a big dinner."

The girl's birthday is in July.

And there are no festivals in mid-March.

This was also where Han Dong was confused. After about four or five seconds, Zhang Meng replied: "It's rare to have posted so many."

"Actually, it's nothing."

"Next weekend, there will be a movie premiere in Jiangnan City. If you have time, let's watch it together. If you don't have time, forget it."

Click.

After chatting for a few words, Han Dong locked the screen of his phone.

He put down his schoolbag casually, checked the airtight curtains, and then stood in the dormitory with his legs slightly bent.

Buzz!

Let the light spread all around you.

The light yellow wooden door of the dormitory, the thick black curtains that were replaced, the simple iron bed frame stacked on top of the bed, together with Han Dong who was surrounded by steam all over his body, formed the bedroom scene.
To be continued...