Haqi Chun is not worth a single hair of his own

At this time of day, high schools were definitely full of academic atmosphere; you could even hear the sound of morning reading while walking on the streets.

Universities at this time, however, were much more relaxed. There were still people munching on steamed buns and playing on their phones as they walked.

Shen Nian followed behind Xia Yanchun, twirling her hair around his fingertips the whole way. It wasn't until they reached the college building that he finally stopped playing with her little ponytail so brazenly.

The classroom for their class was on the third floor.

The classroom was full of unfamiliar faces. Shen Nian only recognized the few roommates he had seen when he went back to his dorm, along with his high school classmates Xia Yanchun and Li Shiyan. He couldn't name anyone else.

Shen Nian followed Xia Yanchun and found a seat in the middle. At this moment, the classmates didn't know each other yet. They sat in twos and threes, speaking in very low voices and still acting a bit reserved. Even Shen Nian wasn't in much of a mood to talk.

Because military training hadn't started yet and off-campus housing applications weren't open, Li Shiyan currently had to live in the dorms too. She and a few other girls arrived a bit late. After entering the classroom, she happily trotted over and sat down next to Xia Yanchun.

Having high school classmates with you in college was a very fortunate thing.

"How is it? Did you get used to living there yesterday?" Xia Yanchun covered her mouth and whispered.

"It's okay. Everyone is very polite."

"That's good then."

"Did you eat breakfast, Xiao Chun? I have a steamed bun here."

"I ate. Are you not going to eat it?"

"I'm full."

"Then let's give it to Shen Nian?"

"Mhm."

Although she wanted to give the bun to Shen Nian, Li Shiyan wouldn't hand it to him directly.

The clever Li Shiyan placed the bun on Xia Yanchun's side, letting Xia Yanchun hand it to Shen Nian herself.

Shen Nian hadn't expected to score a bun, and his mood improved greatly.

What else was there to say? In the future, if there were group assignments, he would team up with this little girl and do the work for her.

Cinan boys were the most righteous.

It was already past eight o'clock. Shortly after, their counselor Xu Wanran walked in through the front door and greeted the class.

For the first class of the semester, it was inevitable to hold a freshman orientation session. Whether it was junior high, high school, or college, this segment was never skipped.

"Let's start with self-introductions. We'll begin with this student here, moving from left to right, and front to back." Xu Wanran pointed to the boy at the very front.

The boy timidly went up to the podium, looking like he was mustering up his courage.

"Hello everyone, my name is Yang Lanheng. I'm eighteen years old. My hobbies are playing games, listening to music, and playing table tennis. I hope to spend a happy college time with all of you..."

"Let's give this student a round of applause. The next student, please come up on your own to introduce yourself."

"Hello everyone, my name is..."

"Hello, my surname is..."

The self-introductions went on round after round. Shen Nian took the opportunity to observe the class.

Counting Xia Yanchun and Li Shiyan, there were only eight girls out of the approximately sixty people in the class.

Artificial Intelligence, like other computer-related majors, had a huge gender disparity. They were all male-dominated classes. Having eight girls in the class was actually considered a lot.

In the class group chat, all the avatars were cute anime girls, looking very stylish at first glance. This kind of situation was nothing unusual.

Shen Nian didn't really care about this. When it was his turn to introduce himself, he simply and crisply recited the lines he had prepared in advance.

"Hello everyone, my name is Shen Nian. I'm nineteen this year. I like fishing, and I can catch five half-kilo crucian carps in an hour."

Some boys whose hobbies were also fishing couldn't hold it in and snickered from below.

Shen Nian couldn't be bothered to argue. They didn't even believe the truth. Was catching five fish in an hour that hard? If you don't accept it, bring your best gear and let's meet offline for a match. I'll show you what a true fair player is.

When it was Li Shiyan's turn, it was probably because her soft, cotton-candy-like personality was quite endearing that a few students who had been keeping their heads down actually looked up.

And then there was Xia Yanchun...

After the whole class finished their introductions, Xu Wanran stood back at the podium. After some discussion, an acting class monitor was chosen.

The acting class monitor was a girl. Although Shen Nian didn't know her name, he had some impression of her. Earlier, when they were lining up to register, this girl seemed to have been standing nearby, reminding people to line up and guiding the new students.

If you want to be the class monitor in college, you must actively show yourself off. This is a universal truth.

"What's up? Not going up to recommend yourself? You're not going to be the class monitor in college?" Shen Nian leaned into Xia Yanchun's ear and muttered.

"I already checked online. College class monitors are just beasts of burden. Other than making it easier to get merit awards, there are basically no benefits."

"Don't you want to train yourself?"

Xia Yanchun hummed softly, "I think I am already excellent enough."

"..."

It wasn't entirely narcissism. Just standing there, Xia Yanchun was the textbook perfect kid. Anyone saying she wasn't excellent was either sour or a hater.

Except for Shen Nian.

Shen Nian felt that Haki Chun was just so-so, not even worth a single hair of his.

That's just how nemeses are.

For the whole morning, after the self-introductions, they were just in a meeting. A lot of things to pay attention to were discussed, and the times for the medical checkup and military training were also finalized.

Lunchtime was time for exploring. The cafeterias were full of dazzling choices. If one wanted to try everything, it would probably take two or three months. Moreover, compared to the monotony of high school, the college cafeterias were truly open and diverse.

Damn it, what kind of bitter days were they living before? The principal of Cinan No. 2 High School, Old Feng, really needed to get lost. What kind of trash cafeteria contractor did he bid for? The food was so terrible.

The three of them finished lunch together. Xia Yanchun originally wanted to go back to the single dorm room to sleep with Li Shiyan, but Li Shiyan wanted to spend more time with her new friends, so she returned to her own dorm alone.

Xia Yanchun and Shen Nian also returned to their respective single dorms to rest.

Negotiating for a single dorm room back then was truly a wise choice. Shen Nian felt it was incredibly awesome.

They rested for an hour and a half. In the afternoon, there was a university-wide collective freshman assembly, where they sat for a solid two hours.

There was no evening self-study. After the afternoon assembly ended, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun ate dinner at school and then rode their bikes home.

"Even though we didn't have any actual classes, I still feel so tired." Xia Yanchun leaned limply against Shen Nian's back, wrapping her arms around his waist, inexplicably feeling a bit mentally exhausted.

"The meetings were too long, I guess. It's like sitting in a car for a long time."

"Sigh, so tired."

"These symptoms of yours mean you must be weak."

"You're the one with kidney deficiency! I'm a girl."

"Illiterate. Girls can get kidney deficiency too." Shen Nian was never merciful with his words when scolding Xia Yanchun.

Xia Yanchun was a little huffy, but she didn't have much energy to deal with Shen Nian, so she just pouted and pretended she didn't hear him.

As long as she didn't hear Shen Nian scolding her, she wouldn't have to retort. Of course, it wasn't that she didn't know how to retort! She was just tired and didn't want to talk, that's all!

Upon returning home, Xia Yanchun immediately ducked into the bathroom to wash up and smell nice. Only taking a shower could restore some of her energy.

After chilling for three months, just attending a few meetings today made her this tired... She didn't even know how she had managed to study from morning till night during high school.

Smelling nice and clean, Xia Yanchun lay on her bed, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

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