Seriously, sir? You can even pursue a professor?

The last day of August.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves of the sycamore trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Tang Zheng stood at the entrance of Jinghan University, dragging his suitcase, looking up at the ancient stone archway. The four large characters "Jinghan University" on it gleamed warmly in the sunlight.

He could be considered a repeat student, only he repeated the year for a little longer.

The campus was bustling with activity. Banners were hung high, colorful flags fluttered, and senior students wearing welcome armbands moved among the crowd. The young faces were full of vigor. Freshmen dragging suitcases, their accompanying parents, and curious eyes looking around filled the early autumn campus.

Tang Zheng pulled a suitcase that was neither too big nor too small, and walked slowly through the crowd.

At that moment, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.

The boy, wearing glasses, was fair-skinned and refined. He was squatting on the ground tying his shoelaces, with a large suitcase next to him. There were no parents with him, so he must have been a freshman who came to register alone.

Tang Zheng pulled his suitcase over, and the boy, who had just finished tying his shoelaces and stood up, looked up and saw him.

"Holy crap! He's so handsome!" the boy exclaimed, a statement that seemed somewhat incongruous with his appearance.

"Which college are you from, classmate?" Tang Zheng asked casually.

"Computer, what about you?"

"What a coincidence, I'm also a computer science major, in the same class as you. What about you?"

"What a coincidence! We're classmates!" the boy said, somewhat surprised.

"It's quite a coincidence. Our welcome point seems to be over there. Let's go together," Tang Zheng said, glancing at him.

They weren't just in the same class; they were also in the same dorm. This guy would either snore or talk in his sleep every night, sometimes snoring and talking in his sleep at the same time. You could say he was a really annoying roommate.

However, after listening to it for a long time, I sometimes feel a little uncomfortable not listening to it.

"Okay," the boy replied, and followed Tang Zheng toward the welcome point.

"My name is Zhou Ze, from Jiangnan Province. What about you, brother?"

"Tang Zheng, from Hancheng."

"Hancheng? You're a local? Then you'll have to take good care of me in the future." Zhou Ze adjusted his glasses and said with a smile.

"Yes, I will take good care of you." Tang Zheng nodded, glanced at him, and said.

Zhou Ze looked at Tang Zheng and felt something was off.

"Does my brother have a girlfriend?" Zhou Ze changed the subject and asked.

"What, are you going to introduce me to someone?"

"No, I was just asking. You're so handsome, if you had a girlfriend, wouldn't the competition be less for my brothers?"

He considered himself to be somewhat good-looking, but he couldn't compare to someone as exceptionally handsome as Tang Zheng.

"What if I want to date a few more girlfriends?" Tang Zheng looked at him and said with interest.

Zhou Ze: "..."

"Our brotherhood probably only goes this far."

Tang Zheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I have someone I like."

Zhou Ze's expression immediately changed. "Good brother! Forever!"

The two chatted as they walked and soon arrived at the welcome point.

"Coming to report, students?" A very pretty girl was smiling at them. She was wearing a white volunteer T-shirt with a name tag that read "Welcome Volunteer".

"Yes, we're both freshmen. Hello, senior," Zhou Ze replied quickly.

"Okay, here's your acceptance letter. I'll register you first."

"Okay, senior." Zhou Ze smiled and nodded, then took out the admission notice and handed it over.

Tang Zheng also took out his admission notice and handed it over.

"We meet again, junior." The girl took the admission notice and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, senior." Tang Zheng nodded and replied.

That's right, this person is the girl he met at Aunt Ruan's apartment a while ago, Song Xingyao, a senior who is one year ahead of him.

However, he remembered that Song Xingyao wasn't among the people welcoming new students when he reported for duty. Perhaps the time he reported for duty was different from his previous life.

"Wait for me a moment," she said, taking the notification letter to the teacher to register.

Zhou Ze watched Song Xingyao's departing figure, then turned to Tang Zheng and whispered, "Is this the person you like?"

"no."

Zhou Ze's expression changed instantly, and he became excited. "Brother, no, godfather! Give me this senior's contact information!"

"I've only met her once, we're not close."

"Oh, alright then." Zhou Ze nodded, a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Godfather wouldn't be unwilling to give it, would he?"

"How could that be? If I were lying to you, you could stab me to death with your halberd."

Fangtian Halberd? Zhou Ze immediately realized what it meant, looked at Tang Zheng, and a wicked smile appeared on his face. "Don't worry, Godfather, I will be very gentle."

"roll."

Young people getting along is that simple: chat for a while, crack a joke, and friendship slowly develops.

When Song Xingyao returned, she gave the notices back to the two of them.

"You two happen to be roommates, I'll take you there."

"Thank you, senior. I'm so grateful for your help," Zhou Ze said quickly.

"You're welcome, let's go."

Song Xingyao came out from behind the table and extended her hand to Tang Zheng. "I didn't have a chance to get to know you last time at Professor Ruan's. My name is Song Xingyao, and I'm a sophomore majoring in mathematics."

Tang Zheng glanced at her, reached out and shook her hand lightly, "Hello, Senior Song."

Zhou Ze, standing beside them, looked at their clasped hands with a pained expression. "Senior, aren't you in the same department as us?"

"Mm." Song Xingyao nodded, glanced at Tang Zheng, and said, "I came here specifically to catch him."

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment. Arrest him?

Zhou Ze felt another pang of pain in his heart. They've already come to arrest him, and you're telling him you're not familiar with him?

This halberd needs to be sharpened properly.

"Catch me? Senior, I don't quite understand?" Tang Zheng was genuinely confused. He had been behaving himself and managing the household frugally all this time, either hanging around Aunt Ruan or being ordered around by his older sister. He hadn't done anything immoral.

"It's nothing. We didn't get to know each other at Professor Ruan's last meeting, and I just happened to have nothing to do, so I came over to introduce myself."

Tang Zheng glanced at her and said, "If you have nothing to do, go run laps on the playground. If you're really bored, go cross the street with the old ladies. Why did you come here to get to know him?"

"Let's go, I'll take you to the dormitory." Song Xingyao said, turning around and walking towards the dormitory building.

The main reason she came to confront Tang Zheng was because she felt he seemed a little different from other boys.

Other boys, while not necessarily liking her, wouldn't resist getting to know her. But last time at Professor Ruan's house, Tang Zheng seemed... a little reluctant to get to know her.

As for her, you could call her arrogant or proud, or you could say she's a bit of a nutcase. The more you try not to get to know her, the more she seems to want to get to know you.

After all, she has the confidence to prove herself, doesn't she? Academic performance, looks, figure...

Apart from Professor Ruan, she has never admired anyone else.

Of course, there is another reason: Tang Zheng is indeed very handsome, which perfectly matches her aesthetic.

Seven or eight minutes later, the three arrived at the dormitory building.

"Girls aren't allowed in the boys' dorms, so I won't take you up there," she said, stopping and turning to Tang Zheng and the other boy.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, senior." Zhou Ze said, reaching into his pocket to exchange contact information with her. "Um..."

"Goodbye, senior," Tang Zheng said, pulling his suitcase toward the dormitory gate.

"Wait a minute," Song Xingyao called out.

Tang Zheng stopped and turned to look at her.

"Let's exchange contact information. You can ask me if you don't understand anything," Song Xingyao said, taking a white cell phone out of her pocket and waving it at Tang Zheng.

Zhou Ze glanced at the phone he had just taken out and gave Tang Zheng a somewhat resentful look.

That damned godfather.

Tang Zheng hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone and added Song Xingyao as a contact.

After all, they meant well, and he couldn't very well refuse.

"Let's add one too, junior. You can ask me if you don't understand anything," Song Xingyao said, looking at Zhou Ze beside her.

"Okay, senior." Zhou Ze quickly took his phone out of his pocket again.

Goodbye, senior.

"Okay, goodbye."

Song Xingyao watched the two figures leave, then turned and left.

Is this a case of playing hard to get?

That would be meaningless.

After entering the dormitory, Zhou Ze turned around and watched Song Xingyao's departing figure, then asked Tang Zheng beside him, "Brother, you really don't have any feelings for Senior Song?"

"No, I already have someone I like."

"Alright, then I'm going to launch a fierce love offensive against Senior Song!" he said confidently, seemingly full of assurance.

Tang Zheng glanced at him and nodded. "Whatever makes you happy."

In his previous life, Zhou Ze had complained to them that every school he attended from elementary school to high school had relatives working there, meaning he had always lived under the "clutches" of his elders.

So when he got to college, this guy started to let loose and be himself.

In his words: I've endured this for so many years, it's time to enjoy myself!

The two carried their suitcases to the fourth floor and stopped in front of a dormitory room next to the stairwell.

Zhou Ze, panting heavily, looked at Tang Zheng, who wasn't even out of breath, and said, "Phew... Brother, you have great stamina."

"I didn't take much," Tang Zheng said, pushing open the dormitory door and walking in.

A smell mixed with dust and disinfectant hit me.

The dormitory is small, about 20 square meters, with four bunk beds with desks underneath, two by the window and two by the door.

Zhou Ze dragged his suitcase into the dormitory and said to Tang Zheng, "You choose first."

Tang Zheng didn't stand on ceremony and chose a table by the window.

Zhou Ze chose a bed on the same side as his, and the two began packing their luggage.

The door was pushed open, and a burly young man walked in carrying several bags.

The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark skin, and wore a faded T-shirt. He grinned at them, revealing a set of white teeth, and said in a loud voice, "Hello! My name is Zhang Dayong, and I'm from Beicang Province."

"Zhou Ze is from Jiangnan Province."

"Tang Zheng, from Hancheng."

Zhang Dayong put down his luggage, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a simple, honest smile, "This is my first time traveling so far from home, I don't know anything about it, please take care of me in the future!"

As he spoke, he opened a large bag and took out a food bag from it. "These are red sausages I brought from my hometown. They're a local specialty. You should try them."

"Thank you." Tang Zheng stepped forward, took one, and tasted it. "Mmm, it's delicious."

Zhou Ze also took one, took a bite, and exclaimed, "It's delicious, bro! This is the first time I've ever eaten this... red sausage."

"Eat as much as you like, and help yourselves if you run out." He smiled憨厚ly and placed the bag on the table.

At that moment, the dormitory door was pushed open again.

A tall, thin young man walked in, wearing a trendy brand T-shirt, his hair neatly combed, and with an expression that said, "I'm the most handsome." Behind him followed a well-dressed middle-aged couple.

The boy glanced around the dormitory and frowned. "This is so shabby!"

His father coughed and said, "Just make do. Four years of university will pass by quickly."

"That's right, your dad didn't say anything when he lived in an eight-person dorm room back then," his mother said from the side.

The boy walked in reluctantly, his gaze sweeping over Tang Zheng and the other two with a condescending scrutiny.

Zhang Dayong greeted him warmly, "Hello! My name is Zhang Dayong, from Beicang Province!"

Zhou Ze nodded in agreement: "Zhou Ze, Jiangnan Province."

"Tang Zheng, from Hancheng."

"Lin Zixuan, Shanghai." The boy replied casually, then said to his parents, "Dad, Mom, you can go back first. I can pack up by myself."

"Okay, then take good care of yourself and get along well with your classmates." His dad patted his shoulder and nodded to Tang Zheng and the others. "Gentlemen, if our Xiao Xuan does anything wrong, please criticize him. Don't be polite with him."

"Don't worry, Uncle and Aunt, we'll look after each other," Tang Zheng said.

Goodbye, Uncle and Aunt.

After Lin's parents left, Lin Zixuan dragged his suitcase to the remaining bed near the door, opened it, and started taking things out—clothes, shoes, all designer brands.

"Holy crap, is your computer from an alien?" Zhou Ze's eyes widened when he saw the laptop Lin Zixuan had placed on the table.

Lin Zixuan didn't turn his head: "Yeah, the latest model."

"Wow!" Zhou Ze leaned closer to take a look. "How much did this cost?"

"It's over 20,000. There's no password; you can use it as you please."

Zhang Dayong didn't care about any of that. He took the bag of sausages and walked over. "These are sausages I brought from my hometown. Try some."

Lin Zixuan glanced into the bag, hesitated for a moment, took out a sausage, looked at it, and smelled it. A garlicky aroma filled his nostrils, and he subconsciously frowned.

"It's okay, if you don't like it..."

He took a bite. "It's alright. It smells a bit strange, but the taste is pretty good."

"Okay, eat as much as you like. If there's none left, just help yourself." Zhang Dayong smiled and placed the bag on the table next to him.

Tang Zheng watched this scene from the side.

A carefree, fun-loving person, a warm-hearted but simple-minded person, an arrogant rich second-generation, plus this handsome, dashing, and dignified guy...

Everything's ready!