[Do you have a boyfriend?]
[That’s your first question?]
[Let me see your legs.]
[…]
[Are your breasts big?]
[…]
[Is your butt big?]
[…]
…
Jiang Fan sat on the bed in silence for a long time. In the end, he could not hold it in. He suddenly lifted his head and began cursing nonstop for more than ten minutes.
Was Luo Xian helping him chase a girl, or was she helping him make enemies?
Who starts a conversation by asking whether someone has a boyfriend? Fine, ask that if you must. But then asking to see her legs, and even asking whether her breasts and butt are big…
Great.
Xia Chan must think he is some kind of pervert now. If nothing unexpected happened, he had probably already been thrown into her blacklist.
To verify this guess, Jiang Fan cautiously sent Xia Chan a question mark. The next second, messages from Xia Chan flooded in like a bombardment.
[Why are you sending a question mark?]
[I don’t have leg photos!]
[My chest and butt aren’t big, but they’re not small either!]
[Satisfied now?]
Jiang Fan stared at the screen.
What was going on?
She had not blocked him?
His fingers flew across the screen. He sent, [Senior Xia, I was sleeping this afternoon. My phone was taken by my younger sister. She was the one chatting with you.]
Luo Xian was the one flirting. It had absolutely nothing to do with him.
He was not taking the blame for this.
At the same time, in the girls’ dormitory, Xia Chan curled up on her bed, staring at her phone. When she saw Jiang Fan’s reply, surprise flickered in her eyes, along with a trace of delight she did not even realize herself. “Luo Xian?”
When Xia Chan did not respond again, Jiang Fan did not bother to explain further.
Military training started tomorrow. They had to move into the dorms tonight.
Jiang Fan checked the scheduled chapters in the website backend once more. After confirming there were no problems, he began packing.
On the way to school, he suddenly realized something. Since he would be living on campus for the half-month of military training, he could have waited until after training to rent a place. That would have saved half a month’s rent.
Now…
Too late.
Inside Dorm 606, Tong Ming was playing games while Zhao Hainan was doing practice questions.
Jiang Fan did not disturb them. He lay down on his bed. Although he had slept all afternoon, he had stayed up too late the previous night. His energy was still low. Soon, drowsiness washed over him. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
A little after six in the morning, the dean of discipline, Wang Wu, arrived with two instructors to collect their phones. Jiang Fan, woken up by the noise, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
Suit jacket, tie, slicked-back hair, protruding belly.
That image…
Felt oddly familiar.
Before Jiang Fan could think further, Wang Wu reached toward him. Jiang Fan immediately covered his chest. “Who are you? I’m telling you, I’m not that kind of person. If you have any special hobbies, go find Tong Ming. He’s from the Sichuan-Chongqing Region.”
Tong Ming, across from him, was full of black lines.
The reputation of the Sichuan-Chongqing Region was being ruined by people like Jiang Fan.
Zhao Hainan lowered his head, laughing quietly.
Wang Wu’s expression turned strange. He glanced at the name card by the bed. “Student Jiang Fan, I am the dean of discipline at Xiling University. My name is Wang Wu. You can call me Teacher Wang. Please hand over your phone now. It will be returned to you intact after military training ends.”
“Huh?”
Jiang Fan’s brain lagged for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he picked up his phone, turned it off, and handed it over. “Teacher Wang, sorry. I just woke up and was talking nonsense. Please don’t take it to heart.”
Wang Wu waved his hand with a smile. “Wake up properly. You need to assemble at the field at 7:30.”
He then left with the two instructors.
After the dorm door closed, Tong Ming rushed to Jiang Fan’s bed, looking speechless. “What do you mean if he has special hobbies, he should find me?”
Jiang Fan looked innocent. “Aren’t you from the Sichuan-Chongqing Region?”
Tong Ming rolled his eyes. “Did someone from the Sichuan-Chongqing Region steal your rice?”
Zhao Hainan added fairly, “Tong Ming, you can’t entirely blame Jiang Fan. Who told you to ask him if he had a boyfriend the first time you met? Even as someone from the Sichuan-Chongqing Region, you make that kind of joke…”
Tong Ming looked embarrassed. “Let me clarify. I, Tong Ming, male, like women. Nothing special about me. Just uniquely handsome.”
Jiang Fan changed into his military training uniform and went to the restroom.
Tong Ming felt even more frustrated and complained to Zhao Hainan. “Look at him. Jiang Fan doesn’t take my words seriously at all. If he keeps ruining the reputation of the Sichuan-Chongqing Region like this, it will never be cleared.”
Zhao Hainan coughed, holding back laughter. “Tong Ming, the reputation of the Sichuan-Chongqing Region… has never been clear.”
Tong Ming was speechless.
It seemed…
That was true.
“Well… actually, my ancestors were from Anbei. My grandfather’s generation only settled in the Sichuan-Chongqing Region. Strictly speaking, I’m from Anbei, not the Sichuan-Chongqing Region.”
Zhao Hainan smiled but said nothing. “No matter where you’re from, just don’t stand too close to me in the future.”
“Why?”
“I’m scared.”
“… ”
The first few days of military training were extremely dull. Formation drills. Standing at attention.
It sounded simple, but under the scorching heat, standing all day was torture. Many freshmen complained bitterly. Jiang Fan was no exception. As both a student and an online novelist, he spent most of his time sitting. He rarely exercised in recent years. His physical stamina was even worse than average.
He barely endured three days. On the fourth day, he could no longer handle it.
A little after ten in the morning.
Standing at attention, Jiang Fan’s face was pale. His eyes were empty. His body swayed as if he might collapse at any moment.
When the instructor announced a ten-minute break, Jiang Fan collapsed onto the grass without caring about his image, gasping for breath. Tong Ming and Zhao Hainan immediately gathered around him. Read this novel at novelping(.)com for the best experience.
“Jiang Fan, are you okay?”
Facing their concerned gazes, Jiang Fan forced out a smile that looked worse than crying. “I think I have mild heatstroke.”
Tong Ming suggested cautiously, “How about asking the instructor for leave this afternoon?”
Jiang Fan was tempted. “Is it easy to get?”
Tong Ming lowered his head. “No.”
Zhao Hainan sat down beside Jiang Fan. “Since the second day of training, Tong Ming has gone to the instructors’ dorm every morning to ask for leave. He has never succeeded. Good luck.”
Jiang Fan immediately gave up the idea.
His face was not any bigger than others. If others could not get leave, neither could he.
At that moment, a commotion rose not far away.
Hearing the noise, Tong Ming looked up.
Under the glaring sun, a girl in a long dress with fair skin walked toward them gracefully. Behind her back, she held a bottle of iced mineral water.
When Tong Ming recognized her face, he slapped Zhao Hainan’s thigh. Zhao Hainan bared his teeth in pain. “What are you doing?”
“Look. That’s Xia Chan, the beauty I told you about. She’s ranked second on Xiling University’s campus beauty list. Hey. She seems to be walking toward us. Do you think… Xia Chan was attracted by my deadly handsomeness and came to bring me water?”
Zhao Hainan gritted his teeth. “I asked why you slapped my leg.”
“I’m afraid of pain.”
“Damn.”
Zhao Hainan cursed quietly and looked up. He also stared blankly for a moment before retorting, “Bringing you water? What a joke. Am I not more handsome than you? If she’s bringing water, it’s for me.”
Jiang Fan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened one eye slightly. The moment he saw Xia Chan, his head started to ache.
If nothing unexpected happened, she was probably here to settle scores. After being offended like that on WeChat a few days ago, any girl would be angry.
Luo Xian did the chatting. Why did he have to bear the consequences?
Seeing Tong Ming and Zhao Hainan still arguing over whom Xia Chan came for, Jiang Fan shook his head quietly.
Unable to settle the argument, Tong Ming suggested letting Jiang Fan guess who Xia Chan came for. Zhao Hainan agreed.
Jiang Fan opened his eyes and sighed weakly. “You two are about equal in looks, each with your own strengths. It would make sense for Senior Xia to bring water to either of you.”
What did it mean to balance a bowl of water evenly?
This was it.
Tong Ming grinned. “Jiang Fan, what do you mean we’re about equal? I’m clearly much more handsome than Old Zhao. Look at him. He’s as skinny as a bamboo pole.”
Zhao Hainan rolled his eyes. “Right. I may be skinny as a bamboo pole, but that’s still better than being as fat as a stone stool like you.”
“You bamboo pole!”
“You stone stool!”
“You monkey!”
“You dead pig!”
…
Jiang Fan’s head throbbed from their quarrel. Weakly, he said, “Have you two considered another possibility?”