While Lin Wu was “singing to the moon” on one side, Ren Feiyu, on the other hand, had a troubled expression as he looked at his phone. “What’s going on?”
“What’s up?” Li Junchi asked, seeing him messing with his phone all night. “Is your phone broken?”
“No,” Ren Feiyu hesitated for a moment, then sought help from his roommates. “Guys, what do you think? If someone gives you their WeChat ID, but after you send a friend request, there’s no response, why?”
“That means the person doesn’t want to add you,” Li Junchi said.
Xia Yang forcefully joined the discussion, “If they don’t want to add you, why give the ID? Giving it and then acting aloof, what’s that nonsense!” He couldn’t stand that kind of behavior.
“Don’t say that,” Ren Feiyu spent the whole night finding reasons for Jiang Tan in his mind, “Maybe his phone ran out of battery, or he accidentally put it on silent, or maybe he’s busy with online gaming and hasn’t noticed…”
“You’re just self-hypnotizing,” Li Junchi said.
The last glimmer of struggle in Ren Feiyu’s eyes dimmed under the joint siege of his two roommates, and he slumped like an eggplant hit by frost.
Lin Wu originally didn’t intend to express an opinion because, like Li Junchi and Xia Yang, he both understood Ren Feiyu’s desire to repay a favor and didn’t want to force Ren Feiyu into an awkward situation.
However, seeing Ren Feiyu so low that he almost buried his head in the pillow, Lin Wu couldn’t help but speak up to Li Junchi and Xia Yang, “Alright, you two have said enough.”
Reluctantly leaving the window, Lin Wu opened the drawer under his bed, reached into the deepest part, and pulled out a bag of potato chips, throwing it up to Ren Feiyu. “Here.”
Ren Feiyu caught it, surprised to find his favorite butter and honey flavor. His eyes lit up instantly.
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In that moment, his waist didn’t ache, his legs didn’t hurt, and the cool and aloof figure in his heart vaguely turned into the shape of potato chips. Joyfully tearing open the package, he munched happily, “Did you eat all of these without telling me?”
Lin Wu glanced at him, “If I don’t say it, can you eat eight bags in one go?”
Nothing is more stress-relieving than potato chips. If there is, it’s someone like Ren Feiyu, devouring them at double speed, two chips at a time.
“No, wait,” Ren Feiyu suddenly put down the potato chips, leaning out with more than half of his body, desperately reaching for the door of the locker under his bed. “With potato chips, how can there be no Happy Fatty Water? I remember there’s still a bottle of cola… oh?”
“Da Yu!” Lin Wu, Li Junchi, and Xia Yang almost simultaneously shouted.
They saw that with too much of his body out, Ren Feiyu missed grabbing the upper bunk railing, and he just tilted and fell!
The accident happened too fast, and there was no time for any action.
The three of them watched as Ren Feiyu fell from the upper bunk, saw him instinctively grabbing at the air in a chaotic attempt to survive, but couldn’t catch anything to leverage himself. Eventually, he landed in the center of the room.
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From Ren Feiyu’s upper bunk to the center of the room, a large diagonal line—this was a free-fall motion that even Galileo’s coffin board couldn’t hold back.
What’s even more incredible is that when Ren Feiyu fell off the bed, he was headfirst, but in the end, he landed on his feet, light and steady.
The air suddenly fell silent.
With trembling movements, Ren Feiyu finally raised his head, looking dazed and frightened. “What just happened?”
Xia Yang swallowed hard, even his accent turned into standard Mandarin, “You fell off the bed.”
Lin Wu, with the biggest eyes he had ever opened in his life, said, “Rolling, gliding, landing.”
“Thief, magical, not scientific at all,” Li Junchi felt like even the foot bathwater turned cold.
At the same time, in the same dormitory building, Mechanical Engineering Department, Room 509.
Guo Liang, who had invalidated another drawing paper, was close to going crazy with the manual drawing assignment. “Why do we still have to learn hand drawing when we are using computer-aided design now?”
No one paid attention to him.
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Wang Ye was engrossed in a newly downloaded small game, “Cat Backyard.”
Jiang Tan was concentrating on reading a book, “Practical Mechanisms and Device Drawings in Mechanical Design.”
Yuan Sijie was in a WeChat voice chat: “Be good, listen to me.”
Guo Liang: “…”
He was having a hard time.
With a snap, Guo Liang slammed the pencil on the table, angrily stood up, and shouted loudly, “The assignment is due tomorrow. Don’t any of you feel any sense of urgency?”
Those playing games on their beds, chatting under the beds, finally turned their gaze towards him.
“You haven’t finished yet?” Yuan Sijie’s gentle voice carried a hint of surprise.
“…” Guo Liang looked at the two of them.
Wang Ye and Jiang Tan had the same expression in their eyes, but there was no gentleness. These two could never be gentle in their entire lives.
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“Damn it, am I the only one who hasn’t finished?” Guo Liang finally realized the cruel reality of being at the bottom, sat back at his desk begrudgingly, but still mumbled unwillingly, “When did you guys secretly draw without me…”
In terms of academic performance, Guo Liang was definitely not at the bottom in the dormitory. However, when it came to mechanical drawings, his hands seemed to be like the supporting actor’s, and every component he drew looked like it was going to achieve enlightenment.
Disturbed by the blank sheet of the new drawing, his phone suddenly rang, indicating a message in the college group.
【Mechanical and Power Engineering College】
College Office – Teacher Fu: Student Jiang Tan from the 2019 Mechanical Engineering class bravely saved two drowning students at the school swimming pool this afternoon. To commend Jiang Tan for his heroic spirit, the college has decided to give him a commendation and reward of 2000 yuan.
“They issued a commendation just like that?” Guo Liang had heard about Jiang Tan’s heroic deeds in the afternoon when he returned. Even the video of Jiang Tan diving to save people had been circulated in various class groups in the Mechanical College. However, he didn’t expect the college to respond so quickly.
“Nowadays, everything is about efficiency,” Yuan Sijie put down his phone, unscrewed a bottle of sparkling water still slightly cool, and took a sip. “Finish today’s tasks today; who knows what will happen tomorrow.”
“That’s true,” Guo Liang, with deep understanding, said, “Even Wang Ye has caught the eye of a girl. It’s our department’s flower senior, so I won’t be surprised no matter what happens.”
The title of “school flower” for the senior sister, the male students in the Mechanical College didn’t recognize it; it could only be “department flower.” This belonged to the immovable property of the Mechanical College, whoever snatches it will die. Only Wang Ye was from the Mechanical College himself and hadn’t agreed to the senior sister yet, so he barely escaped.
However—
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“Hey, Wang Ye,” Guo Liang had always been curious about this matter, “What don’t you like about the senior sister? White skin, beautiful appearance, good personality, outstanding grades. Matching you is like supporting poverty; still, you’re being picky?”
The noise in his ears was too loud. Wang Ye paused the game, impatiently cast a glance over, “I don’t like people.”
Guo Liang: “…”
Yuan Sijie shrugged, with an expression of “I knew it.”
In fact, Wang Ye was hard to approach. He wasn’t close to anyone, and his classmates in the class probably still had half of their faces and names not matching up to this day.
But he was different from Jiang Tan. Jiang Tan’s coldness was bone-deep, the same for everyone. Wang Ye’s coldness was reserved for “outsiders.” Once he recognized you as a friend, as a buddy, he would be very considerate and loyal, a completely different extreme.
Yuan Sijie was very fortunate that after more than a year of living together in the same dormitory, he, Jiang Tan, and Guo Liang had already been classified into Wang Ye’s “own people” category. Although the cost might be “buddies ≠ people.”
Guo Liang’s understanding of Wang Ye was even deeper; after all, they went to the same high school. Although they were in different classes, Wang Ye, as a warrior-level player who dominated the entire school and surrounding colleges, would make anyone terrified even if they were eight classes apart.
So, he was even more confident in boasting now: “Wang Ye, hey, what does the senior sister see in you? Is it your wild personality? Your poor grades?”
—Guo Liang circled around Wang Ye in high school, and now he could boast like this without knowing his life was in danger.
Wang Ye couldn’t be bothered to deal with him.
Yuan Sijie and Guo Liang speculated, “Maybe she’s attracted to his handsome looks, or perhaps she appreciates his good physique. Otherwise, it might be his charismatic, hormone-filled aura. What do you think?”
Guo Liang, lacking all these qualities, stubbornly shook his head. “The senior sister wouldn’t be so superficial. She had so many people chasing her before—handsome and wealthy ones. Have you ever seen her moved?”
“That’s because the handsome ones weren’t as wealthy as him, and the wealthy ones weren’t as handsome as him,” Yuan Sijie said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Sijie’s phone rang again, this time a call.
Yuan Sijie immediately answered, his voice becoming tender in a second. “Mm, I’m here… I’ll accompany you, okay…”
Guo Liang: “…”
When he entered this dormitory in his freshman year and saw the fierce Wang Ye, the cold Jiang Tan, and the mysteriously gentle Yuan Sijie, he should have known that Room 509 was not his place.
Continue drawing; now only the homework could calm his restless heart.
Biting the pen and staring at the blank paper for five minutes.
Then, draw again.
Another five minutes.
Guo Liang’s mentality completely collapsed—why did it look uglier the more he drew!
Giving up on self-study, Guo Liang walked to Wang Ye’s bed and slapped his latest failed masterpiece on him. “How the hell do you draw this thing?”
Wang Ye paused the game, picked up the “scrap paper” on him with one hand, and reached out to Guo Liang with the other.
Guo Liang immediately handed over the pencil; the movements were so skilled, and the cooperation was so tacit that it seemed like it wasn’t the first time.
With a few strokes, Wang Ye corrected the problematic key lines, filled in the general outline, and transformed the mechanically flawed components into proper-looking parts. Guo Liang wasn’t the first to witness Wang Ye’s magical transformation, but every time he saw it, he still felt that “talent” or “aura” was a real thing.
When Guo Liang first discovered this skill of Wang Ye’s, he thought it was just a normal talent. After all, this classmate’s grades were at the bottom, and having a specialty in one subject wasn’t surprising.
It wasn’t until later, by chance, that he saw Wang Ye’s mechanical sketch works on his computer that he was truly amazed.
Wang Ye’s sketches had nothing to do with their mechanical drawings. These were purely artistic works that could be appreciated, combining splendid imagination with the aesthetics of machinery. They were more like works from someone who majored in art or industrial design, and that too, someone with considerable skill.
However, Guo Liang didn’t tell anyone about this. He also didn’t ask Wang Ye why he chose such a mechanical major instead of those where he could draw freely.
Was he afraid of asking questions that would make Wang Ye uncomfortable or the atmosphere awkward?
No.
Guo Liang didn’t have Yuan Sijie’s delicate thoughts. He simply thought that Wang Ye probably didn’t want to say, and if he asked, he might get beaten up.
After Wang Ye finished helping Guo Liang with his homework, he continued to indulge in setting up his “Cat Backyard.”
After placing a new small toy, he found that Guo Liang hadn’t left yet. Frowning, he glanced up and saw Guo Liang staring at him in a contemplative manner, biting his pen again.
Wang Ye didn’t remember Guo Liang having the habit of pondering while biting his pen, but tonight, it seemed like he had developed this new habit, and he was biting it very persistently.
He observed for just a moment.
With a snap, the pencil was broken by Guo Liang.
While Lin Wu was “singing to the moon” on one side, Ren Feiyu, on the other hand, had a troubled expression as he looked at his phone. “What’s going on?”
“What’s up?” Li Junchi asked, seeing him messing with his phone all night. “Is your phone broken?”
“No,” Ren Feiyu hesitated for a moment, then sought help from his roommates. “Guys, what do you think? If someone gives you their WeChat ID, but after you send a friend request, there’s no response, why?”
“That means the person doesn’t want to add you,” Li Junchi said.
Xia Yang forcefully joined the discussion, “If they don’t want to add you, why give the ID? Giving it and then acting aloof, what’s that nonsense!” He couldn’t stand that kind of behavior.
“Don’t say that,” Ren Feiyu spent the whole night finding reasons for Jiang Tan in his mind, “Maybe his phone ran out of battery, or he accidentally put it on silent, or maybe he’s busy with online gaming and hasn’t noticed…”
“You’re just self-hypnotizing,” Li Junchi said.
The last glimmer of struggle in Ren Feiyu’s eyes dimmed under the joint siege of his two roommates, and he slumped like an eggplant hit by frost.
Lin Wu originally didn’t intend to express an opinion because, like Li Junchi and Xia Yang, he both understood Ren Feiyu’s desire to repay a favor and didn’t want to force Ren Feiyu into an awkward situation.
However, seeing Ren Feiyu so low that he almost buried his head in the pillow, Lin Wu couldn’t help but speak up to Li Junchi and Xia Yang, “Alright, you two have said enough.”
Reluctantly leaving the window, Lin Wu opened the drawer under his bed, reached into the deepest part, and pulled out a bag of potato chips, throwing it up to Ren Feiyu. “Here.”
Ren Feiyu caught it, surprised to find his favorite butter and honey flavor. His eyes lit up instantly.
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In that moment, his waist didn’t ache, his legs didn’t hurt, and the cool and aloof figure in his heart vaguely turned into the shape of potato chips. Joyfully tearing open the package, he munched happily, “Did you eat all of these without telling me?”
Lin Wu glanced at him, “If I don’t say it, can you eat eight bags in one go?”
Nothing is more stress-relieving than potato chips. If there is, it’s someone like Ren Feiyu, devouring them at double speed, two chips at a time.
“No, wait,” Ren Feiyu suddenly put down the potato chips, leaning out with more than half of his body, desperately reaching for the door of the locker under his bed. “With potato chips, how can there be no Happy Fatty Water? I remember there’s still a bottle of cola… oh?”
“Da Yu!” Lin Wu, Li Junchi, and Xia Yang almost simultaneously shouted.
They saw that with too much of his body out, Ren Feiyu missed grabbing the upper bunk railing, and he just tilted and fell!
The accident happened too fast, and there was no time for any action.
The three of them watched as Ren Feiyu fell from the upper bunk, saw him instinctively grabbing at the air in a chaotic attempt to survive, but couldn’t catch anything to leverage himself. Eventually, he landed in the center of the room.
Advertisement
From Ren Feiyu’s upper bunk to the center of the room, a large diagonal line—this was a free-fall motion that even Galileo’s coffin board couldn’t hold back.
What’s even more incredible is that when Ren Feiyu fell off the bed, he was headfirst, but in the end, he landed on his feet, light and steady.
The air suddenly fell silent.
With trembling movements, Ren Feiyu finally raised his head, looking dazed and frightened. “What just happened?”
Xia Yang swallowed hard, even his accent turned into standard Mandarin, “You fell off the bed.”
Lin Wu, with the biggest eyes he had ever opened in his life, said, “Rolling, gliding, landing.”
“Thief, magical, not scientific at all,” Li Junchi felt like even the foot bathwater turned cold.
At the same time, in the same dormitory building, Mechanical Engineering Department, Room 509.
Guo Liang, who had invalidated another drawing paper, was close to going crazy with the manual drawing assignment. “Why do we still have to learn hand drawing when we are using computer-aided design now?”
No one paid attention to him.
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Wang Ye was engrossed in a newly downloaded small game, “Cat Backyard.”
Jiang Tan was concentrating on reading a book, “Practical Mechanisms and Device Drawings in Mechanical Design.”
Yuan Sijie was in a WeChat voice chat: “Be good, listen to me.”
Guo Liang: “…”
He was having a hard time.
With a snap, Guo Liang slammed the pencil on the table, angrily stood up, and shouted loudly, “The assignment is due tomorrow. Don’t any of you feel any sense of urgency?”
Those playing games on their beds, chatting under the beds, finally turned their gaze towards him.
“You haven’t finished yet?” Yuan Sijie’s gentle voice carried a hint of surprise.
“…” Guo Liang looked at the two of them.
Wang Ye and Jiang Tan had the same expression in their eyes, but there was no gentleness. These two could never be gentle in their entire lives.
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“Damn it, am I the only one who hasn’t finished?” Guo Liang finally realized the cruel reality of being at the bottom, sat back at his desk begrudgingly, but still mumbled unwillingly, “When did you guys secretly draw without me…”
In terms of academic performance, Guo Liang was definitely not at the bottom in the dormitory. However, when it came to mechanical drawings, his hands seemed to be like the supporting actor’s, and every component he drew looked like it was going to achieve enlightenment.
Disturbed by the blank sheet of the new drawing, his phone suddenly rang, indicating a message in the college group.
【Mechanical and Power Engineering College】
College Office – Teacher Fu: Student Jiang Tan from the 2019 Mechanical Engineering class bravely saved two drowning students at the school swimming pool this afternoon. To commend Jiang Tan for his heroic spirit, the college has decided to give him a commendation and reward of 2000 yuan.
“They issued a commendation just like that?” Guo Liang had heard about Jiang Tan’s heroic deeds in the afternoon when he returned. Even the video of Jiang Tan diving to save people had been circulated in various class groups in the Mechanical College. However, he didn’t expect the college to respond so quickly.
“Nowadays, everything is about efficiency,” Yuan Sijie put down his phone, unscrewed a bottle of sparkling water still slightly cool, and took a sip. “Finish today’s tasks today; who knows what will happen tomorrow.”
“That’s true,” Guo Liang, with deep understanding, said, “Even Wang Ye has caught the eye of a girl. It’s our department’s flower senior, so I won’t be surprised no matter what happens.”
The title of “school flower” for the senior sister, the male students in the Mechanical College didn’t recognize it; it could only be “department flower.” This belonged to the immovable property of the Mechanical College, whoever snatches it will die. Only Wang Ye was from the Mechanical College himself and hadn’t agreed to the senior sister yet, so he barely escaped.
However—
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“Hey, Wang Ye,” Guo Liang had always been curious about this matter, “What don’t you like about the senior sister? White skin, beautiful appearance, good personality, outstanding grades. Matching you is like supporting poverty; still, you’re being picky?”
The noise in his ears was too loud. Wang Ye paused the game, impatiently cast a glance over, “I don’t like people.”
Guo Liang: “…”
Yuan Sijie shrugged, with an expression of “I knew it.”
In fact, Wang Ye was hard to approach. He wasn’t close to anyone, and his classmates in the class probably still had half of their faces and names not matching up to this day.
But he was different from Jiang Tan. Jiang Tan’s coldness was bone-deep, the same for everyone. Wang Ye’s coldness was reserved for “outsiders.” Once he recognized you as a friend, as a buddy, he would be very considerate and loyal, a completely different extreme.
Yuan Sijie was very fortunate that after more than a year of living together in the same dormitory, he, Jiang Tan, and Guo Liang had already been classified into Wang Ye’s “own people” category. Although the cost might be “buddies ≠ people.”
Guo Liang’s understanding of Wang Ye was even deeper; after all, they went to the same high school. Although they were in different classes, Wang Ye, as a warrior-level player who dominated the entire school and surrounding colleges, would make anyone terrified even if they were eight classes apart.
So, he was even more confident in boasting now: “Wang Ye, hey, what does the senior sister see in you? Is it your wild personality? Your poor grades?”
—Guo Liang circled around Wang Ye in high school, and now he could boast like this without knowing his life was in danger.
Wang Ye couldn’t be bothered to deal with him.
Yuan Sijie and Guo Liang speculated, “Maybe she’s attracted to his handsome looks, or perhaps she appreciates his good physique. Otherwise, it might be his charismatic, hormone-filled aura. What do you think?”
Guo Liang, lacking all these qualities, stubbornly shook his head. “The senior sister wouldn’t be so superficial. She had so many people chasing her before—handsome and wealthy ones. Have you ever seen her moved?”
“That’s because the handsome ones weren’t as wealthy as him, and the wealthy ones weren’t as handsome as him,” Yuan Sijie said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Sijie’s phone rang again, this time a call.
Yuan Sijie immediately answered, his voice becoming tender in a second. “Mm, I’m here… I’ll accompany you, okay…”
Guo Liang: “…”
When he entered this dormitory in his freshman year and saw the fierce Wang Ye, the cold Jiang Tan, and the mysteriously gentle Yuan Sijie, he should have known that Room 509 was not his place.
Continue drawing; now only the homework could calm his restless heart.
Biting the pen and staring at the blank paper for five minutes.
Then, draw again.
Another five minutes.
Guo Liang’s mentality completely collapsed—why did it look uglier the more he drew!
Giving up on self-study, Guo Liang walked to Wang Ye’s bed and slapped his latest failed masterpiece on him. “How the hell do you draw this thing?”
Wang Ye paused the game, picked up the “scrap paper” on him with one hand, and reached out to Guo Liang with the other.
Guo Liang immediately handed over the pencil; the movements were so skilled, and the cooperation was so tacit that it seemed like it wasn’t the first time.
With a few strokes, Wang Ye corrected the problematic key lines, filled in the general outline, and transformed the mechanically flawed components into proper-looking parts. Guo Liang wasn’t the first to witness Wang Ye’s magical transformation, but every time he saw it, he still felt that “talent” or “aura” was a real thing.
When Guo Liang first discovered this skill of Wang Ye’s, he thought it was just a normal talent. After all, this classmate’s grades were at the bottom, and having a specialty in one subject wasn’t surprising.
It wasn’t until later, by chance, that he saw Wang Ye’s mechanical sketch works on his computer that he was truly amazed.
Wang Ye’s sketches had nothing to do with their mechanical drawings. These were purely artistic works that could be appreciated, combining splendid imagination with the aesthetics of machinery. They were more like works from someone who majored in art or industrial design, and that too, someone with considerable skill.
However, Guo Liang didn’t tell anyone about this. He also didn’t ask Wang Ye why he chose such a mechanical major instead of those where he could draw freely.
Was he afraid of asking questions that would make Wang Ye uncomfortable or the atmosphere awkward?
No.
Guo Liang didn’t have Yuan Sijie’s delicate thoughts. He simply thought that Wang Ye probably didn’t want to say, and if he asked, he might get beaten up.
After Wang Ye finished helping Guo Liang with his homework, he continued to indulge in setting up his “Cat Backyard.”
After placing a new small toy, he found that Guo Liang hadn’t left yet. Frowning, he glanced up and saw Guo Liang staring at him in a contemplative manner, biting his pen again.
Wang Ye didn’t remember Guo Liang having the habit of pondering while biting his pen, but tonight, it seemed like he had developed this new habit, and he was biting it very persistently.
He observed for just a moment.
With a snap, the pencil was broken by Guo Liang.
