Late at night, Huaijiang University, Room 803, No. 6 Girls' Building, Zhuyuan.
Zhao Huanxi glanced at the closed suitcase, stood up and clapped his hands.
"Is there nothing left behind?"
"It should be gone——"
Tang Qingying shook her head and looked around the dormitory.
"Roll up the quilt and sheets tomorrow and just put them in the suitcase and move them away."
"Put the things for washing up in the basin and take them over with you..."
"Not sure yet."
Xia Zhaoyao kicked the suitcase and muttered softly.
"What if I come back here tomorrow? Then I don't have to move around."
"There is no such thing as a one-in-a-hundred-to-one chance... The probability of a successful campus love is higher than yours."
Tang Qingying obviously heard Xia Zhaoyao's soft whisper and immediately shattered her fantasy without mercy.
The probability that a campus love will eventually work out is only three out of 10,000.
This is the survey result of Huantang Wanshiwu, and it is also the social survey data of relevant departments.
The probability of Xia Zhaoyao being reassigned to Room 803 can be said to be infinitely close to zero.
Because she must meet two prerequisites at the same time: 1. There are not enough dormitories for freshmen. 2. She is among the last few to be allocated.
"That's not necessarily true, what if..."
"If you really pay it back, we'll cover everything from cleaning to breakfast!"
Zhao Huanxi waved his hand disapprovingly and glanced at the child who was still speaking arrogantly.
"real?"
"That's right, Tangtang can also wash your socks for a month."
"I didn't agree to this!"
"Then we'll take turns - or you'll be responsible for cleaning the toilet, and I'll wash the socks."
"Then I'd better wash my socks." Tang Qingying rolled her eyes.
"It's a deal? Or do you have any other wishes?"
Zhao Huanxi nodded seriously and raised his little thumb to tick.
It's impossible anyway, everyone knows this, and just opening up some fantasies can dilute the atmosphere.
"Then...I want to be the room chief!"
Xia Zhaoyao hesitated for a few seconds, raised his hand and said seriously.
"Office Chief?!"
"What a show off, you actually want to usurp the throne!"
"Where do you get these positions? You have a building manager and a secretary."
"The building manager is better than the room manager——"
"Hey, it seems that's not the case, joy."
Tang Qingying touched her ears and said thoughtfully and seriously.
"The head of the outer building and the secretary are very powerful. The head of the dormitory must have the final say."
"How about the two of us guessing who will be the room chief?"
"Yeah--"
Zhao Huanxi looked at Tang Qingying in shock and said heartbrokenly.
"It turns out that there are two people who are so ambitious, Tangtang... I have really loved you for nothing in the past two years."
"It's good to know, Hunjun - your reign is over!"
Tang Qingying snorted softly and made a charging gesture towards Xia Zhaoyao.
"Today I will change the government and appoint a new director! Director Xia, hurry up and make a bet with her."
Looking at the funny and exaggerated two seniors, Xia Zhaoyao couldn't help but laugh.
She nodded vigorously, raised her little finger and hooked it.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
"Hey, hey, I haven't agreed yet—"
"And me! It's settled!"
Tang Qingying's fingers also came up.
After some laughter, the somewhat depressing atmosphere finally dissipated.
The three of them chatted and washed as usual until they crawled into their respective beds.
Snapped.
The lights in the dormitory were turned off.
According to the long-standing rules of the dormitory, no chatting is allowed after lights out.
However, it was clear tonight that someone did not intend to comply.
About half an hour later.
"Hmm...a little show off..."
"What's wrong?"
Xia Zhaoyao raised his head from the edge of the bed in confusion.
At the other end of the aisle, Zhao Huanxi's voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep but very clear.
"If Qin Shuo doesn't confess to you tomorrow, you must remember to take the initiative."
"What, Zhao Huanxi, why are you still insisting-"
"There will be a lot of bad women when school starts. You won't have time to regret it then, so hurry up."
"Actually, that's not necessarily the case. The party that expresses its feelings in advance will suffer."
Another voice joined the discussion, and the second boss was obviously not asleep either.
"But Qin Shuo looks stupid, so it's not wrong to strike first and gain the upper hand."
"I don't care--"
Xia Zhaoyao grunted dullly.
Who would like that perverted, pornographic nerd?
"It's time to go to bed. Whoever likes it can go. We have to get up early tomorrow."
As she spoke, she pulled up the quilt to cover her head and turned to the other side of the pillow.
[Yao Yao Yao Yao]: "Zhaoshuo, you have to report to school tomorrow, right? What time?"
[Qin said Wuyi]: "I guess it's morning, around ninety o'clock."
"Then let's get together then..."
Xia Zhaoyao hesitated for a few seconds, and his fingers paused on the sending and keyboard.
Well, the one who strikes first...is emotionally weak——
No, no! She was taken in, and she doesn’t like Qin Shuo.
The phone shook.
[Qin said Wuyi]: "But we may not be able to come together. My mother will come with me then."
[Qin said Wu Yi]: "Well, how about we have lunch together?"
"..."
Oh, yes...
Xia Zhaoyao looked at the message on the screen.
She felt like the nervous balloon in her heart had been punctured by a needle.
When registration begins, most parents of new students will accompany their children to school.
She silently deleted the typed content.
[Yao Yaoyao Yao]: "Forget it, I'll go with the seniors."
[Qin said Wuyi]: "Then when will you report?"
What time does it take to check in?
Is there any point in asking this?
[Yao Yaoyao Yao]: "Go as soon as you wake up."
After hesitating for a few seconds, she picked up her phone and tapped it a few times.
[Yao Yaoyao Yao]: "At half past eight, the financial center opens."
Turn off the screen.
Xia Zhaoyao threw his phone next to his pillow.
From tomorrow on, she will be alone again.
…………
At the same time, Qin Shuo's bedroom.
Oops, my hand slipped and I couldn't withdraw in time.
Qin Shuo looked at the message without response and reacted suddenly.
Xia Zhaoyao has something going on at home, so he won't be accompanied by his parents when he registers for school.
[Zhao·Dora·Huanxi]: I’ll give you a day off tomorrow.
[Zhao·Dora·Huanxi]: You are reporting for registration. Some of you are busy. Remember to help each other.
[Zhao·Dora·Huanxi]: You don’t need to worry about Wanshiwu for the time being.
Qin Shuo's eyes paused on the message Zhao Huanxi just sent.
This big boss almost didn’t say it directly.
but……
Qin Shuo thought for a while and put down his phone.
He walked to the bedroom door and shouted towards the living room downstairs.
"Mom, why don't I go and report by myself tomorrow?"
"Then you have so many things——"
"I'll just take a taxi to the door then. I'm familiar with school during this time."
"I am still--"
"If he wants to go by himself, he can go by himself."
At this moment, an impatient voice came from below the living room.
"He is 17 or 18 years old. He is not lost. I have told you not to spoil him too much——"
"……Oh well."
The woman was silent for a few seconds and replied submissively.
"Well, let me come up and explain to you what's in the suitcase..."
"Let him see it by himself. Just transfer the money to him."
"All right."
A few minutes later.
Ding.
Qin Shuo glanced at WeChat on his phone.
[Mom]: There are two beds of cotton wool in the big suitcase for you, the thicker one...
[Mom]: Remember to send photos when you go to school, in the dormitory and in the classroom...
[Mom]: Underwear is placed in the mezzanine, summer clothes, autumn clothes...after winter clothes, etc...
Two or three pages of long text fill the dialog box.
"Well, okay, got it."
Qin Shuo glanced briefly and responded with a received expression.
Fortunately, it's not the 60-second square of death.
Let's take a look at it when we get to school tomorrow.