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Chapter 21 Seniors Don’t Lie, But I’m Not a Senior

The evening breeze is cool and blows slowly.

Chen Yansen sat on the city wall next to Tongfei Gate, his legs dangling in the air, his eyes drifting towards Chunshen Square not far away.

Old men, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, gathered in groups of three or four to play chess and chat. Barefoot children were running freely on the grass. The stalls selling shaved ice were crowded with young people.

"Shall I buy two bowls?"

Wang Zihao followed his gaze and spotted the shaved ice stall at a glance.

This thing is made by grinding ice cubes into fine sand, adding fruit juice, raisins, hawthorn pieces and red bean paste. A bite in the summer can cool you down to the top of your head.

Thinking of this, Wang Zihao swallowed and took the initiative to propose.

"Bring one for Mengjie as well. She'll be here soon."

Chen Yansen came back to his senses, smiled and nodded.

School is about to start and Wang Zihao is about to leave the small town where he grew up. He is full of melancholy and insists on dragging him to watch the sunset together.

Chen Yansen thought to himself, why would I watch the sunset with you? So he simply called Meng Jie over and asked her to fulfill her bet.

Wang Zihao responded and ran downstairs happily.

Chen Yansen took out his mobile phone and opened Mobile QQ. Instantly, a long string of group notification messages popped up, and the list was full of applications waiting for approval.

Most of the groups he pinned have more than two hundred members.

The names of the group chats are relatively uniform, basically following the naming format of '2010 Xucheng College-*** College Freshman Exchange Group', such as the School of Information Engineering, School of Business, School of Literature and Media, School of Music, etc. There are twelve similar groups.

Looking at the group file again, it is a PPT feast carefully prepared by Chen Yansen - Xucheng College Freshman Guide.

The content is all-encompassing, from the admission process, campus facilities, and learning resources to the dormitory environment, food and beverage tastes, library borrowing rules, etc., everything is included, and even special reminders are made about the sunscreen, mosquito nets, insoles, water cups, and umbrellas needed for military training.

The freshmen in the group all thought that he was a sophomore or junior, and they never expected that Chen Yansen was also a freshman like them.

"My information integration ability is still as impressive as ever."

Chen Yansen chuckled.

He took great pains to collect information, make charts and tables, and put dense QQ group watermarks on the PPT. Of course, this was not to learn from good people or do good things, but to make a second pot of gold from these people.

"Drip-drip-"

"@Group leader, senior, I want to apply for a China Telecom card with a monthly fee of 39 yuan. I have sent the information to your email."

"@Group leader, senior, does a 59 yuan monthly phone card really come with a free space yellow diamond and QQ super membership?"

"@Brother above, what's true or false? Senior wouldn't lie to us!"

"Oops, sorry, I accidentally posted the selfie in the group."

"..."

He casually opened a group chat, took a quick glance, and then replied with an 'OK' gesture.

"The senior wouldn't lie to you, but I'm not the senior."

Chen Yansen forced a smirk on his face and muttered to himself.

The package prices and contents mentioned in the chat group were all "upgraded" creations he made based on last year's campus card version.

To put it simply, he just made it up!

As for how to explain to this group of freshmen, he was not panicked at all.

By then, he will have the card application information of thousands of new students in his hands. Will he still be afraid of not being able to negotiate the agency rights with the local operator?

"Chen Yansen, why are you alone? Where's Haozi?"

Meng Jie gradually approached and saw Chen Yansen standing alone in a daze, so she patted his thigh and asked.

"Get shaved ice over there."

Chen Yansen jumped out of his thoughts and pointed at the fat black man in the square and answered.

"Give me a hand."

Mengjie raised her foot and stepped on the flagpole, then stretched out her right hand, signaling Chen Yansen to pull her up, obviously intending to crawl to sit next to him.

"Stay down there, it's too windy up there and it's not safe."

Chen Yansen slapped her little hand away, without giving her any face, and directly refused.

"Tsk—I can get up here by myself!"

Meng Jie tried hard several times, but because of her height, she was always a little short. Finally, she had to give up. However, she said unconvincedly, "The wall here is too high. If it was the one in front, I would definitely have no problem."

"Yes, yes, you are the best!" Chen Yansen said perfunctorily, and continued to hold his mobile phone, clicking on the applications waiting for approval one by one.

After all, making money is Mr. Chen’s main business!

"What do you think if I repeat the year?"

Seeing that he ignored her, Meng Jie was sulking for a while, but Boss Chen remained indifferent. Then she asked tentatively.

"The right choice!"

After hearing what she said, Chen Yansen put down his phone and replied seriously, "Don't argue with your dad. Let Uncle Meng use his connections to send you to No. 1 Middle School. With a year of hard work, getting into a key university won't be a problem."

Given Mengjie's family situation, it was impossible for her to go to No. 2 Middle School. The only reasonable explanation was that the girl was stubborn and didn't want her father to spend money to use connections.

"If you repeat the year, it will be hard for us to see each other."

Meng Jie was halfway through her words when a trace of confusion flashed across her face. Then she changed the subject and said something else.

"It doesn't matter. I have a cell phone anyway, so I can keep in touch anytime."

Chen Yansen narrowed his eyes and spoke with a smile, pretending not to hear the subtext in the other party's words.

"Are you pretending to be stupid?"

Mengjie finally reacted, her face tense, her fists clenched tightly, and she asked angrily.

"You played dumb first. Someone clearly lost the bet, but he insisted on denying his debt."

Chen Yansen looked straight at Mengjie.

Ever since he started collecting the debt a few days ago, the other party has been avoiding him, and of course he is not happy about it.

He even dares to refuse to pay his boss Chen's bill. That's really too much!

"You pervert! If you want to see it, then see it faster!"

Meng Jie lowered her head as he stared at her, not knowing what she was thinking. Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she rolled up her trouser legs, revealing a piece of snow-white stockings.

Mengjie is not tall, only about 1.56 meters at most, and has a small body.

But her body proportions are perfect, her calves are white and slender, as if carved from a piece of ivory, with a soft and charming luster.

Wearing stockings under jeans, what a creative way!

"Can I try the feel of it?"

Chen Yansen's eyes lit up, and as soon as he finished speaking, before Meng Jie could answer, his hand had already touched her.

"No, no!"

Mengjie shook her head and quickly withdrew one of her legs, but the instant warm touch still made her face flush and her head dizzy.

"Big sister, do you want some shaved ice?"

Just when she was feeling dizzy, Wang Zihao came running back laughing, carrying three bowls of shaved ice.

"Oh, thank you."

Mengjie hurriedly took the shaved ice, picked up the spoon, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

He didn't even dare to look up at Chen Yansen's eyes, as if he would explode on the spot if he looked for one more second.

"You're welcome. By the way, what day do you plan to report?"

Wang Zihao took a big gulp of shaved ice with a "slurp". He was so cold that he kept sticking out his tongue. After he finally recovered, he turned his head and asked.

"I haven't decided yet, should I go to college or repeat my studies?"

Meng Jie plucked up her courage, looked at Chen Yansen, and then replied.

"There's no need to repeat your studies. According to Uncle Meng's plan, you'll definitely end up working in a bank. Here, regardless of whether you're from a key university, a first-tier university, or a second-tier university, they're all considered undergraduates. There's no real difference, so it won't affect your future career advancement."

“Instead of wasting a year, it’s better to enjoy the wonderful college life earlier.”

Chen Yansen pointed to the ground under his feet and spoke in a serious tone, which was completely different from what he had said just now.

"Damn Chen Yansen! That's not what you said before you touched my legs!"

Mengjie's eyes were blazing with fire, and she cursed inwardly.

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(End of this chapter)