The girl's voice was so high, it reached my ears immediately.
I instinctively turned around, focusing my gaze on the source of the sound.
In sight——
A tall girl with orange red wavy hair and a beautiful girl with delicate makeup on her face and long hair cascading over her shoulders.
The two people are gesturing and talking loudly about me.
The girl with wavy hair looks at me with a burning gaze and seems determined to strike up a conversation.
The girl with long hair glances at me with a shy expression, giving off an impression of great shyness and obedience.
I pretended like I didn't hear anything and immediately turned my gaze away from them, walking towards the office building together with Lan Xin.
The sound of a girl complaining loudly to her companion comes from behind me:
"Hey, what does this guy mean? I consider him worth my attention, it's his luck, but he runs away like he's seen a dinosaur. Do I not look pretty enough, or am I not worthy of him?"
Lan Xin couldn't help but laugh at that.
She teased me, "It seems that your good fortune in love doesn't run out! Just came to school, a girl likes you!"
I gave her a sly grin and said, "She's not into me; she's into the Porsche 911 you drove over here..."
Lan Xin, who graduated from the same university, naturally knew the campus atmosphere. It seemed that she had guessed the intentions of the wavy-haired girl and was just testing me.
I didn't expect that I wasn't dumb, and I had quite a high degree of comprehension. I was not easily swayed by the charms of girls.
We went up to the office of the vice principal.
The door to the office was closed.
Lan Xin lifted her hand to knock on the door.
The door opened at her knock.
A middle-aged man with a slightly rotund figure, sparse hair, and some baldness, wearing a pair of gold-framed glasses, welcomed us into the room.
He is the Vice President of the College of Economics and Management at Rongcheng University.
Lan Xin warmly introduced me to the man, saying, "President Wang, this is our Zhang Long. The matter of his enrollment is all yours!"
The Vice President Wang smiled humbly and said, "Lan Xin, you are being too generous. There's nothing to trouble you. You were the class monitor and one of my most outstanding students."
“After graduating from college, you did not forget your original aspirations and donated 20 million yuan in research funds to our university, making great contributions to the school.”
"As a vice president of the School of Economics and Management, it's my duty to do something for you!"
After listening to their conversation, I was deeply touched.
It seems that Lan Xin really spared no expense to help me get into this university.
This is enough to prove that her love for my father is genuine.
She hasn't forgotten his last will and testament and has been working hard to pave the way for me.
If I continue to believe in the words of Zhaoliang and Lin Jiaojiao, who have a romantic relationship, and regard her as a mistress who relies on the big shots in college or goes after my father's money while she is in college, it's not reasonable at all. It's just immature.
After introducing me to Vice President Wang and transferring 100,000 yuan into my bank card, Lan Xin said her goodbyes and left Rongcheng University.
Vice President Wang asked a staff member from the Registrar's Office to take me to the cashier and process the necessary formalities, and then took me to the office of my class advisor, Mr. Chen Weiming.
After briefly introducing the school's situation and rules to me, Chen Weiming led me to the student dormitory building.
A dormitory administrator led me into a student dormitory room on the first floor.
He put me in the lower bunk of a twin bed.
Then, Chen Weiming took me to the classroom for the finance and management major.
After introducing me to the classmates in the class and arranging me to sit at a desk next to the last row, he left the classroom.
There are 36 students in the class.
The male-to-female ratio is about even.
The girls in the class saw that I looked quite handsome, and that I came to school in a Porsche 911, so they thought I must be some rich heir.
They took a liking to me and started shooting me heated looks, as if they were ready to kill someone for me.
Some even winked at me and made flirtatious eye movements.
I had never experienced this before, and I seemed a bit anxious and confused.
I couldn't even meet their eyes.
However, the boys in the class had a different attitude towards me.
I noticed that most of the boys had a complicated expression, which people usually refer to as jealousy, envy, and resentment.
I was wondering in my heart:
I'm here to study, not to compete with them for food, or to take away their girlfriends. Why do they have to be so tense about it?
Why do they have to hold hostile attitudes towards me?
Is my innocent face that terrifying?
A boy at the neighboring table struck up a conversation with me, "Are you Zhang Long? My name is Yang Dali. Where did you transfer from?"
"Tianlong University!" I casually said, thinking, "The temple I used to stay in was called Tianlong Temple. The university I'm in isn't Tianlong University?"
Yang Dali furrowed his brow, looking at me with a suspicious expression, and asked, "Where is this university? I've never heard of it before."
"It's far away. You don't need to know that!" I replied, afraid that saying too much would reveal the truth. I could only use this statement to brush off his question.
"Since you don't want to say, then I won't ask," Yang Dali laughed awkwardly, "You just got here today. Haven't you gone for a walk around our school yet?"
I shook my head and said, "Not yet!"
Yang Dali suggested, "If you don't mind, I'll take you around to get familiar with the campus environment!"
"No, thanks," I said, a bit put off by men who were overly enthusiastic, and politely declined, "Teacher Chen asked me to start attending classes tomorrow morning. I need to go home and pack up. Let's talk about it some other time!"
After saying that, I stood up and walked out of the classroom.
"There must be something special about that kid. How can he skip the college entrance examination and directly come to our class to take classes?" came a voice from behind me, discussing my background.
I acted as if I hadn't heard a thing, walking out of the classroom with feigned composure.
I took out my phone and checked the time.
I found it was almost 10 am.
I then remembered that Lan Xin had arranged to meet with Shen Qingxue in the office of the chairman of Wenlong Group.
I wondered how their conversation was going.
I wanted to call Shen Qingxue, but since they had already met, I felt that there was no need for the call. So, I decided to head back home and pack up.
I am already grown up, living with Lan Xin all the time is not something that can go on forever.
I have to move into the school to live.
After the accommodation issue was resolved, I didn't rush home right away, but instead took a stroll around the campus.
The campus is quite large.
There are various landmark buildings or magnificent, handsome, mysterious; classical, modern, fashionable or so on.
Flowers, fruit trees, and green bamboos adorn the surroundings; false mountains, green water, and lotus ponds are embedded in the middle.
Groups of female university students are bustling around the campus, some playing together, others quietly reading under the shade of trees in the campus, and some playing sports on the playground.
These girls are particularly attractive. Most of them are young and beautiful, with bright eyes, and embody a sense of vitality.
However, I didn't feel interested in them at all.
In my mind, I was thinking about whether Shen Qingxue could fulfill the cooperation for Lan Xin.
So, I left the campus and decided to take a taxi home.
As I passed by the Rainbow Bridge near the school, a girl's hysterical scream suddenly rang out in my ears:
"Something's wrong! One of my classmates has fallen into the river, save her, save her now!"
I turned to look in the direction of the sound.
I was shocked to see the girl with long hair who met us this morning, when Lan Xin brought me to the school, standing on the bridge.
She was frantically waving her arms for help from passersby.
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