I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

Shen Kang's dormitory has four people. The other three are Feng Moquan, who calls him "uncle," Jin Chao, a tall, bespectacled guy, and Wang Pan.

Among them, Shen Kang, Feng Moquan, and Jin Chao were all sent by their "fathers," while only Wang Pan came alone.

Seeing Shen Kang come in, Feng Mo felt a bit awkward, since he had just called his roommate "uncle," so he simply pretended not to see him.

Shen Kang walked directly to his desk, put down a bag of things, and listened with great interest as Brother Pan continued to tell his "Longcheng Years".

"When I was hanging out with those gangsters, all I did every day was try to make money. Once I had some, I'd go to arcades, internet cafes, or eat barbecue. I remember one time, a few of my buddies and I were ambushed and attacked with knives. Luckily, nothing serious happened. Looking back, it was pretty pointless. I'm glad I turned back in time..."

As Wang Pan spoke, he glanced at his three roommates in the dormitory, thinking to himself that his position as the dormitory leader seemed secure.

Let's see what kind of people his three roommates are:

Feng Moquan, 1.7 meters tall, with a watermelon-shaped haircut, looks like an obedient boy. Just now, his father was taking him around to meet people. He did whatever his father told him to do. What a coward.

Jin Chao is 1.8 meters tall, quite tall, but rather quiet and introverted. He doesn't talk much and isn't very sociable.

I don't even want to talk about Shen Kang. Dressed like that, he looks like a bookworm from the countryside. Even after his dad left, he would stick to him and come downstairs, not coming back for ages. He was probably scared because it was his first time away from home, and he kept clinging to his dad. He's a typical daddy's boy, a bookworm who can't do anything but study. What a waste of his height of over 1.8 meters.

After analyzing his three roommates, Wang Pan felt confident that his position as the top dog in the dorm was secure.

Especially when he told the story he had painstakingly crafted during the summer vacation, leaving the three people in front of him stunned.

"As steady as Mount Tai," Wang Pan thought.

However, Pan Ge was clearly unaware of a set of data: as of 2008, the number of people currently enrolled in or with a bachelor's degree or above accounted for 1.7% of the total population.

In other words, every student admitted to a second-tier university can be considered one in a hundred, and each has their own little source of pride.

Feng Moquan launched the first counterattack.

The boy with the watermelon-shaped haircut said casually, "I didn't change classes four times in high school, but I did run a company during high school. I took advantage of the fact that Beijing is hosting the Olympics this year and set up an 'Olympic Star Sports Agency' to connect ordinary people with professional coaches. From badminton to taekwondo, we even invited provincial athletes to give lectures."

"In just two or three months, I opened three branches in our city, had over 500 trainees, and clients were urging me to invest more money to expand. I even hired more than a dozen college students as salespeople..."

The "Longcheng Years" that Wang Pan just mentioned gave Shen Kang a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he were looking in a mirror.

Now, Feng Moquan's talk of "the entrepreneurial saga" gave him a sense of déjà vu, and he couldn't help but chime in, "So, is your company still running?"

Feng Moquan shook his head and sighed, "My dad suddenly had a heart attack, and I had to take care of him, so I dissolved the company. That's why I do whatever my dad says. He has a heart condition and can't be stimulated, so I go along with everything he says. Through this experience, I've learned that sometimes a man should put aside his ambition and take on responsibility."

Shen Kang gave this filial son a thumbs up, saying he was incredibly filial.

I just don't know if that guy, Feng Jingui, knows that he has a heart condition.

Then Shen Kang looked at Jin Chao.

Seemingly encouraged by Shen Kang's gaze, or perhaps because the atmosphere had reached a certain point, Jin Chao slowly spoke, recounting the path he had taken.

"My life isn't as exciting as yours. I just wrote a book in high school, and I earned about 500,000 to 600,000 yuan in royalties. My book was even selected as one of the 'Top Ten Best-Selling Books of the Year.' Later, Qingda University wanted to admit me exceptionally and even give me a scholarship, but I refused."

Jin Chao paused for a moment, tapping his fingers lightly on the edge of the table, as if recalling something.

Then I remembered.

"Because I've discovered that writing is merely a tool; the true art lies in saving souls."

"That year, my hometown was flooded. I secretly used all my royalties to buy disaster relief supplies and disguised myself as a volunteer to transport them back. As a result, I was exposed by the local media, and the local government wanted to give me an award. I ran back to school overnight to continue being an ordinary student. Now? I'm just a low-key college student."

This time, Shen Kang finally didn't feel any sense of déjà vu.

Then, he couldn't help but applaud his three outstanding roommates. Brilliant! They are all exceptional individuals!

Choosing this dormitory was the right decision.

Finally, the three roommates all looked at Shen Kang.

Shen Kang smiled and said, "Me? As you can all see, I love learning and all I know is how to study. I don't have much of a past. In university, I just want to study hard and strive to be the top student in my grade."

When you're out and about, the persona you project is something you create for yourself.

These three roommates are a "tycoon of Longcheng," a "business magnate," and an "art star," while Shen Kang portrays himself as a "ruthless academic genius"!

Although Shen Kang couldn't guarantee that he would be able to spend half of the semester in the classroom, he still had to have a goal, and maybe he would achieve it?

Hearing Shen Kang's words, the three roommates breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, just as they remembered, their roommate, Shen Kang, was a clueless, bookish, spoiled brat. Although the competition among the three was still undecided, at least there was someone at the bottom...

Just then, someone knocked on the open dormitory door.

Everyone looked over.

Upon entering, I saw two men in suits, one in front of the other, standing at the door. They were both in their thirties and looked like business elites straight out of a TV show, exuding a strong aura.

The man who knocked on the door was the same one who had been standing in front.

He looked in Shen Kang's direction and said only three words.

"Mr. Shen."

Shen Kang nodded to him, got up and walked over, "Let's talk outside."

Then the three of them left.

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A long silence fell over the dormitory, with only the wind blowing through the window.

……

After leaving the apartment building, Shen Kang led the two men toward the dormitory management station.

The two people who came to see him were Zhang Weihong, Old Zhou's secretary, and another person he didn't recognize, but he could roughly guess who it was.

Shen Kang was puzzled by something: "Brother Zhang, why didn't you call me before you came? I could have come to pick you up."

As Zhang Weihong walked, she said, "I called, but your phone was off."

Shen Kang was taken aback. He took out his phone from his pocket and saw that it was indeed turned off.

In his past life, he was used to charging his phone every day, but feature phones of this era had incredibly long standby times, and charging was irregular. And when the battery died, you could replace it instantly – a removable battery was practically a revolutionary, god-like invention!

So, in the two months since his rebirth, he has developed the habit of only charging his phone when he remembers to, and he hasn't even noticed when his phone runs out of battery.

Zhang Weihong, meanwhile, was silently observing Shen Kang.

According to the information from the mole, a family photo of "four people" in the house in Deepwater Shores has been developed, framed, and placed next to the TV in the living room.

It's the picture of the family of four at the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics.

Nobody knows who put it there; even the mole doesn't know.

But Zhang Weihong knew that the group photo was very interesting; it was the kind of photo that would make him unconsciously smile after seeing it.