The day of freshman enrollment at Jinzhou University was often the busiest time.
Chen Yufeng didn’t bring many things because he wouldn’t be staying at the school for long.
Part of the reason was that he needed to live stream, and the other part was that his newly rented apartment was only one kilometer away from the school.
The first thing Chen Yufeng did when he arrived at school was to find the counselor to get application material examples.
He hoped the approval would come down soon so that he could resume live streaming normally.
In the traffic era, it was far too easy to be replaced.
If it weren’t for the fact that he was a gaming streamer who understood metaphysics with a unique persona, his replacements would be virtually non-existent.
Otherwise, with this three-days-fishing-two-days-netting rhythm of his, he wouldn’t be able to stay popular for long.
Chen Yufeng went to a print shop to print the relevant materials, picked up his key on the way, and walked toward the dormitory building.
At this moment, Xie Wang was trying to persuade his older brother, “Don’t you need to go prepare for class? You really don’t need to send me off!”
Xie Qing took out his phone and used voice input: “Mom, Xie Wang says he’s not going to school anymore and wants to open a bar.”
Xie Wang immediately grabbed his suitcase and pressed his brother’s finger upward to swipe the screen.
“What are you saying, Brother? I want you to send me to school the most!”
Xie Qing put away his phone. “Alright, let’s go.”
The dormitory was a four-person room with beds on top, desks below, and a private bathroom.
The conditions were considered quite good among northern universities; the private bathroom alone beat 90% of northern universities.
Chen Yufeng found Bed No. 1 holding his number tag.
Quilts and mattresses were placed on everyone’s desks, and Chen Yufeng opened his skillfully.
“Brother, I’ve arrived, so you can…” Xie Wang stood at the dormitory entrance, bowing and scraping as he wanted to send his brother away.
“Xie Qing.” A voice came from inside the room.
Chen Yufeng was resting, sitting on the chair he had just wiped clean.
The moment he raised his eyes, he saw Xie Wang.
And Xie Qing standing behind him.
Xie Qing was originally looking at messages and was attracted to the clear voice.
Chen Yufeng was sitting backward on the chair, his hands resting on the back of the chair.
Their eyes met, and Chen Yufeng spoke silently: We meet again.
Immediately after, he turned his head to pick up his phone, glanced at it casually, and locked the screen again.
The two brothers entered the dormitory.
Xie Wang enthusiastically wanted to chat more with Chen Yufeng, but was stopped by his brother’s warning glare.
He quickly finished greeting and went to find his own bed.
Xie Qing stopped beside Chen Yufeng, looking down from above. “Are you stalking me?”
Chen Yufeng burst out laughing, leaning back on the chair with his back against the edge of the desk.
“I said I can tell fortunes, and I even calculated that you have an appointment to keep this afternoon.”
Xie Qing grabbed the back of his chair, forcing him to sit upright.
“When did you calculate that?”
As he spoke, his gaze drifted toward Chen Yufeng’s hands.
From the moment they entered until now, his hands had been pressing on the back of the chair and hadn’t moved.
Chen Yufeng understood, raised a hand, and said nonchalantly, “Such a small matter can be done with mental calculation.”
“I cast the hexagram during the exact moment our eyes met just now.”
“How is it? Did I calculate correctly?”
Chen Yufeng stared at him straightly, the corners of his mouth lifting in a calm and open manner.
Xie Qing looked at him for a few seconds and put his hands into his pockets.
“From a psychological perspective, based on my attire, you could probably tell I had plans this afternoon.”
Chen Yufeng shrugged, unwilling to argue.
Aside from being polite, Xie Qing only had a good-looking face.
His personality was exceptionally stubborn.
And he was quite fierce, threatening to break his younger brother’s legs at every turn.
He was also very forceful, even wanting to control the nicknames other people gave him.
Tch, it didn’t seem like his preferred type either.
Thinking this, Chen Yufeng raised his head and looked at him again.
Xie Qing was actually observing him as well. When he raised his eyes, their gazes locked steadily, but neither rushed to look away.
When they met a few days ago, Chen Yufeng was bundled up quite tightly, so Xie Qing only had an impression of his eyes.
Now he could take a careful look.
Chen Yufeng had a very prominent nasal bridge with smooth lines.
His lips were relatively delicate, but made up for by his slender and sharply defined face, which diluted the sharpness quite a bit.
The whole person looked neither aggressive nor easy to mess with, carrying a contradictory sense of style.
There was also a small mole on the bridge of his nose.
Chen Yufeng stretched out his arm, leaning back to rest it on the edge of the desk, and said indifferently, “Believe it or not, I can tell you that the person you’re meeting this afternoon won’t work out with you.”
Xie Qing didn’t speak.
Chen Yufeng stared at him for a moment, then suddenly stood up and reached out to grab Xie Qing’s zipper.
“What are you thinking about? Aren’t you hot? The air conditioning hasn’t been powered on yet.”
The zipper slid down a little bit, making a faint sound.
“I’m thinking about why you are so frivolous.” Xie Qing stayed still, staring at him fixedly.
Chen Yufeng withdrew his hand, patted it, and looked completely innocent. “Because I’m afraid you’ll die of heat. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.”
At this moment, Xie Wang, who had watched the whole process from the side, chimed in weakly, “Um, Brother, I don’t know how to make a bed.”
Chen Yufeng immediately responded, “I’ll help you.” Saying that, he turned his head to glance at Xie Qing. “I’m very enthusiastic.”
Xie Wang: Although this guy has nothing to do with being enthusiastic, my bed is saved!
Chen Yufeng made the bed very quickly, completely unlike a young master.
Xie Qing stood beside his chair and observed him.
Because of his movements, Chen Yufeng’s pant legs rode up a bit, revealing a small patch of bruising.
It was left from beating people up in the alley last week; he might have a scar-prone constitution.
His lips were slightly thin, making him look rather unfeeling.
And he loved money a lot.
Xie Qing changed his posture, leaning against the bed frame to continue thinking.
Chen Yufeng specifically calculated when they could meet again.
He even enthusiastically helped Xie Wang make his bed.
What on earth was he trying to do?
Want money?
Or was he plotting against Xie Wang?
Thinking of this, Xie Qing shifted his gaze to Xie Wang, who was standing aside looking like he wanted to applaud, and immediately dismissed the thought.
He leaned slightly to the side and caught a glimpse of the mirror on the cabinet.
A thought suddenly arose.
Could it be?
Is Chen Yufeng plotting against me?
No wonder he called my name as soon as he spoke.
No wonder he calculated whether I had an appointment or not.
No wonder he pulled my zipper.
Xie Qing withdrew his gaze, frowned slightly, and continued his daydream.
However, Chen Yufeng could kick away three Alphas with a single blow; he didn’t really look like someone who would like Alphas.
Besides, they had only met twice, so it shouldn’t come to that.
Xie Qing stood quietly, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.
If there were a brainwave testing instrument, his inner monologue would definitely have more hairpin turns than a mountain road.
“Brother Feng, you’re amazing!”
Xie Wang looked with admiration at Chen Yufeng, who had finished everything in five minutes and even helped him wipe down the desk and chair.
He muttered repeatedly with regret, “It’s a pity you’re not an Alpha, otherwise I’d definitely chase you!”
Chen Yufeng threw away the wet wipe and smiled noncommittally.
“I’m leaving. Remember to bring your key and lock the door if you go out.” He picked up the already printed application form.
As he passed by Xie Qing, he whispered, “Looking forward to seeing you next time, Senior.”
The word “senior” at the end was dragged out quite long, making it hard for anyone not to notice.
“Was this calculated too?” Xie Qing pressed.
Chen Yufeng pulled back his foot. “That’s not it. Your photo is in the Information Science Center, Xiaotiao National Competition Gold Prize.”
He made the sniper gesture again.
However, because the two of them were standing very close, his fingertips brushed against Xie Qing’s clothing fabric.
He withdrew his hand, took his materials properly, and didn’t stay any longer.
Xie Wang scratched his head in a daze on the side. “Why do I feel like Brother Feng treats you a bit differently?”
Xie Qing gave him a sideways glare. “Brother Feng?”
“Yeah, he helped me make my bed, helped me wipe the table and chairs, told me to find him if anything comes up, asked me if I got hurt that day, and even said he’d take me out to hang around if there’s a chance…”
“Flirting everywhere.”
Xie Qing’s gaze lingered on the doorway, and he let out a low snort, interrupting Xie Wang’s endless chatter.
Then he turned around and walked toward the door.
Xie Wang quickly followed, but went back to the doorway to grab his key.
Sigh, his older brother’s temper really was as capricious as ever, scaring people to death!