At the age of 38, he went to college and his children were classmates.

Chapter 190, The Dragon King Returns: Old Shen! (Please Subscribe)
the other side.

Shen Qiushan drove straight to his old lover's house.

This is the first time Shen Qiushan has come here since he went to university.

This just proves the old saying.

It feels like three autumns have passed since we last met.

Shen Qiushan worked hard to catch up on the lessons he had missed!

The wind and rain have stopped.

The bed returned to peace.

Shen Qiushan silently lit a cigarette.

Chen Xiangyu took a while to recover before lazily turning over: "How's university life?"

"It's great! Being with young people every day makes me feel so much younger!"

"You really are getting younger and younger, you don't look like someone our age at all."

Chen Xiangyu sincerely remarked that she was very qualified to speak on this matter.

Shen Qiushan chuckled. His physical condition was actually better than that of many young people.

After all, he's a man with a cheat code!
Have you seen the messages in the high school class group chat?

"Shi Dehai is organizing a 20th graduation reunion. Are you going?"

Chen Xiangyu changed the subject.

"Don't go."

"There's nothing worth getting together for!"

Shen Qiushan exhaled a puff of smoke.

So-called class reunions have long lost their original meaning; they've become nothing more than a battleground for successful classmates to show off.

It also provided an opportunity for men and women with ulterior motives to engage in promiscuous behavior.

Shen Qiushan attended one class reunion and never went again.

Although he is currently the most successful among his high school classmates, he doesn't bother to show off.

It's pointless and a waste of time.

“I knew you wouldn’t go. Shi Dehai and the others tagged you in the group several times, but you didn’t say anything.”

"I've been neglecting the class group chat for ages, I haven't even checked the messages."

Shen Qiushan gently shook his head.

Before, when he was driving a taxi and delivering food, no one actively sought him out.

After years of no contact, there is no need to continue the relationship.

As Shen Qiushan was thinking, his phone suddenly rang. Someone had requested to add him as a WeChat friend through the high school class group.

Shen Qiushan glanced at him and recognized him as Shi Dehai, the class monitor from his high school days.

Before Shen Qiushan became a famous writer, Shi Dehai was the most successful among his high school classmates.

For many years, the two had no contact whatsoever, and Shi Dehai had never taken the initiative to contact Shen Qiushan. They weren't even WeChat friends, yet this time Shi Dehai took the initiative to add him as a friend.

"Speak of the devil and he will appear!"

Shen Qiushan sighed.

"Shi Dehai?"

"Ah."

Shen Qiushan nodded and accepted the friend request.

We were classmates, it's not like we wouldn't even add each other as WeChat friends.

Hey Lao Shen, everyone's talking about you in the group chat!

Everyone's saying they want to ask you, the great writer, for an autograph and a photo at tomorrow's gathering!

After receiving a friend request, Shi Dehai immediately sent a message in a very familiar manner, and also subtly invited Shen Qiushan to attend the class reunion.

Tomorrow all your classmates want your autograph and photos. Are you going?
Shen Qiushan, however, was not buying it at all: "I've been too busy with work these past two days to attend, so please give my regards to the students!"

Shi Dehai seemed to have anticipated that Shen Qiushan wouldn't go at all, so he immediately replied: "Okay, it's normal for a great writer to be busy. Let's arrange a private meeting another day. I'll treat the great writer Shen to drinks!"
Shen Qiushan gave a perfunctory "OK" and then put his phone aside.

"This Shi Dehai just wanted to add me on WeChat under the pretext of a class reunion."

Upon seeing Shi Dehai's reply, Shen Qiushan had already guessed his main intention. If he could attend the class reunion, that would be even better; if he couldn't, he could use that as an excuse to add him as a friend without being too calculating.

"It seems that Shi Dehai is starting an MCN company recently, probably trying to ride on your popularity."

Chen Xiangyu guessed.

Shen Qiushan shook his head slightly, silently sighing to himself: It's true what they say, "When you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city; when you're rich, even distant relatives come to visit."

The next day.

Shen Qiushan, who rarely comes here, was dragged by Chen Xiangyu to do morning exercises again.

After exercise.

The two then had breakfast together.

Shen Qiushan then left his old lover's house.

Today is the last day of the National Day holiday. Shen Qiushan went home to pick up his two children and returned to Sanjiang University.

Through communication with Liu Hongyu, the vice principal in charge of logistics, Shen Qiushan managed to get a bed for his son, Shen Yixiao, on the first floor of their dormitory building.

In this way, there's no need to worry about climbing stairs, and there are elevators in the teaching buildings, so Shen Yixiao, who has an electric wheelchair, can go up and down the stairs without much trouble.

However, there was a little incident.

All the dormitories on the first floor were full, so Liu Hongyu simply let Shen Yixiao move into the dormitory manager's room.

The dormitory supervisor lives in two rooms. The outer room is where he usually works, which is the entrance to the dormitory.

The inner room is a bedroom of about 20 square meters, with two single beds.

The conditions are actually better than those of a normal student dormitory.

However, in the coming month, Shen Yixiao will have a 62-year-old roommate!

He also earned the nickname "Uncle Shen" because he lived in the dormitory of the dormitory manager.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

After settling Shen Yixiao in, Shen Qiushan went to the commercial street behind the school.

There's a quiet bar here that's up for sale. Before going to Beijing, Shen Qiushan had already been in contact with the bar owner.

He wanted to buy the bar so that Lin Xiamo would have a regular place to sing.

This can be considered as paying the price for Lin Xiamo's dream!

However, that's what I mean.

If Lin Xiamo were to perform at the bar, it would be a sure thing.

Therefore, the saying "paying for dreams" is not entirely accurate.

The bar owner is a man in his forties who used to be the guitarist of a well-known band. After the band disbanded, he moved to the university town and opened a small bar.

According to him, the bar was sold not because of poor management, but because he was having marital problems and no longer wanted to run it.

Shen Qiushan is now very wealthy and didn't haggle much before taking over the bar.

Learning from the shop owner that the landlord intended to sell the storefront, Shen Qiushan simply bought it as well.

It takes about half a day.

Shen Qiushan spent over 700 million yuan!

The bar would then belong to him completely, and even if it became popular in the future, he wouldn't have to worry about the landlord raising the rent.

The bar was originally called "Wine Red"!
Shen Qiushan plans to change his name, but he hasn't decided on a name yet.

Actually, the bar could have been opened for business immediately after the takeover, but Shen Qiushan still planned to make some minor adjustments to the interior decoration, mainly changing the signboard and various logos.

After leaving the bar, Shen Qiushan silently pondered the matter of naming the place and decorating it.

But as he passed by a milk tea shop, he saw a familiar figure.

A small mushroom-shaped haircut was seen busily working behind the bar.

Shen Qiushan hadn't seen the little mushroom-headed boy for many days, so he walked into the milk tea shop with a smile.

Hearing the "Welcome" greeting at the door, Xu Pipa looked up, about to say hello.

Upon discovering that the visitor was Shen Qiushan, she was first taken aback, then a delighted smile appeared on her face: "Uncle Shen!"

"How did you come?"

"Passing by."

When did you start working?

"I've never heard you mention that!"

Shen Qiushan looked at the price list in the store and asked.

"After military training ends."

Xu Loquat replied truthfully.

When do you get off work?

Shen Qiushan asked again.

"I'm a part-time worker, and I told the store manager today that I would work until eight o'clock."

Xu Loquat said in a low voice.

"Eight o'clock?"

Shen Qiushan glanced at the time; it was only a little past four. He had originally planned to take Little Mushroom Head out for a meal.

As a result, she still had almost four hours before she could get off work.

"Can I quit this job anytime?" Shen Qiushan asked again.

"it should be OK."

Xu Pipa nodded.

"Then you can quit after work today and work for me from now on."

Shen Qiushan said with a smile.

"what?"

Xu Pipa looked at Shen Qiushan with surprise and confusion in her eyes.

"I took over the bar next door."

"Whenever you have time, go help out at the bar."

Shen Qiushan didn't keep them in suspense and spoke directly.

"Oh!"

"it is good!!"

Xu Pipa responded with a sound of agreement, and then nodded heavily.

Shen Qiushan asked her to help out at the bar, and Little Mushroom Head naturally couldn't refuse.

"Alright, you can get back to work!"

Shen Qiushan waved and prepared to leave.

But then the little mushroom-headed boy quickly called out to him, "Uncle Shen, wait a minute."

"Any thing else?"

Shen Qiushan looked at Xu Pipa with a puzzled expression.

"Milk tea, please!"

As she spoke, Xu Pipa quickly made a cup of mango pomelo sago and handed it to Shen Qiushan: "Here, this is very delicious."

"Really!"

Shen Qiushan smiled as he accepted the mango pomelo sago dessert offered by the little mushroom-headed boy and took a big gulp through the straw.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Xu Pipa tilted her head back, her big eyes filled with anticipation.

It's as if it's saying: Praise me!

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Shen Qiushan gave Xu Pipa the feedback she wanted, then strode out of the milk tea shop with the mango pomelo sago.

Xu Pipa's gaze remained fixed on the tall figure until he disappeared from her sight, at which point she turned her gaze away.

"Loquat, was that Shen Qiushan just now?"

At this moment, the female shop assistant who had been busy on the side approached Xu Pipa.

"Oh, yes!"

"Wow, you actually know him!"

"Shen, the great writer and winner of the Nebula Award! The news the other day said that the film and television rights to 'The Three-Body Problem' sold for 2.5 million!"

The female shop assistant sighed for a moment, then said rather dejectedly, "I didn't quite recognize her just now. I should have come over and taken a picture with her."

Xu Pipa didn't say anything, but she felt that the light emanating from this Uncle Shen was becoming more and more dazzling.

on Monday.

The National Day holiday is over.

The students began their class.

Shen Qiushan slept in the student dormitory last night.

Early in the morning, he and his three roommates went to class in the teaching building.

Wow, it's so lively!

"What's going on today?!"

"What else could it be? Club recruitment day!"

The small square in front of the teaching building was very lively today, with various clubs vying for attention and decorating their booths in a dazzling display.

Both Bao Beibei and Feng Sicong, young masters from Shanghai, were drawn to the senior student who was dressed in revealing clothes and showed off her long legs, and their steps slowed down.

"The street dance club is great!"

"I want to learn street dance!"

"No, the drama club is good too, um, very good..."

Bao Beibei's eyes wandered around as she clicked her tongue in amazement.

Feng Sicong patted him on the shoulder: "Beibei, you can't just say a club is good because a senior has long legs!"

"Pah, aren't you the same!"

Bao Beibei glanced at Feng Sicong dismissively, then ran her fingers through her hair: "I want to learn street dance!"

After saying that, he strode confidently toward the street dance club.

To be precise, he walked towards the senior student who was wearing denim shorts and showing off her long, fair legs.

However, it took less than a minute.

He returned with his head hanging low.

"Young Master Beibei, what's wrong?"

Having already guessed the outcome, Feng Sicong asked a question he already knew the answer to.

"I don't want to learn street dance anymore."

"I want to act in a stage play!"

Of course, Bao Beibei couldn't tell her that the long-legged senior thought he was too fat.

"Let's go to class first!"

"I'm going to be late!"

Feng Sicong shrugged. Actually, he was also very interested in those female students with long legs, but the difference between him and Bao Beibei was that he was very self-aware.

Knowing that there was no chance for me in the past, I might as well just take a look and feast my eyes.

"Old Shen, why don't you join a club for fun?"

Feng Sicong leaned closer to Shen Qiushan and asked.

Shen Qiushan shook his head. He had no interest in these clubs at the university; in his opinion, they were too childish.

Just then, a man and a woman ran up to Shen Qiushan.

These two are clearly students, but it's also obvious that they aren't freshmen.

"President, you've finally appeared!"

"We've been waiting for you all morning!"

The boy, with his medium-length hair and artistic air, spoke excitedly.

"Uh, president?"

Shen Qiushan looked at the artsy-looking boy with a bewildered expression: "What club president?"

"Did you admit the wrong person?"

"That's right!"

"Aren't you Teacher Shen Qiushan?"

A girl with bangs and wearing a white dress took over the conversation.

"I am Shen Qiushan."

"Yes, that's it!"

The girl said with a smile, "My name is Zhang Qianyi, and I am the vice president of the school's literary society. This is Liu Fang, who is also the vice president of our literary society."

"Originally, the new president was to be chosen from the two of us, but we feel that no one is more suitable to be the president of our literary society than Teacher Shen!"

"Therefore, we unanimously recommend you as the new president of our literary society!"

The girl named Zhang Qianyi explained why she called Shen Qiushan "President".

The boy named Liu Fang nodded repeatedly, "Teacher Shen, please don't postpone!"

"Our Sanjiang University Literary Society can't do without you!"

Shen Qiushan looked at the two sincere yet immature faces in front of him, and his lips twitched slightly.

I was speechless, yet also found it somewhat amusing.

The two people's sudden appearance and the sudden appointment of him as the president of the company gave Shen Qiushan a feeling of "the return of the Dragon King".

Just as Shen Qiushan was hesitating about whether or not to accept the position of president of the literary society.

Two tall, beautiful female students, admired by both Bao Beibei and Feng Sicong, approached with beaming smiles: "Teacher Shen, you've finally arrived!"

"We've been waiting for you!"

"Uh?"

Shen Qiushan's lips twitched: "And which club are you from?"

"Teacher Shen, we are from the pop music club."

"Your poem 'Red Rose' is simply divine!"

"We would like to invite you to be the president of our pop music club!"

(End of this chapter)