Oh no! I've only been a freshman and I've already been targeted by a mean upperclassman.

After seeing Yan Xi off, and watching the automatic glass door of Building 7 slowly close, Li Chen finally let out the breath that had been choking him.

That feeling was strange.

It felt like I had just stepped out of a hyperbaric oxygen chamber, with every pore on my body open, feeling both relaxed and with an indescribable sense of exhaustion.

He touched his collar.

The sensation of Yan Xi adjusting his collar just now still seemed to linger.

The woman's fingertips were a little cold, but as soon as they touched her skin, they could ignite a fire.

"Fairy".

Li Chen cursed under his breath, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up in a smile.

I glanced at my phone; it was almost 10 o'clock.

Going back to the dorm at this point, it's obvious what those three bastards are up to.

I didn't eat enough for dinner, and I just had another confrontation with that idiot Liu Xu at the activity center. My stomach is so empty right now.

Li Chen didn't rush into the school gate; instead, he turned and headed towards the adjacent Degenerate Street.

This is the busiest time for barbecue stalls.

The aroma of charcoal sizzling with oil, mixed with cumin and chili powder, forcefully assaults the nostrils.

"Boss, fifty skewers of mutton, fifty skewers of chicken feet, ten skewers of kidneys... wait, no kidneys."

Li Chen paused for a moment, then changed his mind and said, "Change to grilled chives, two plates."

If we buy the kidneys, Wang Qiang, that gossipy old man, will probably start making up all sorts of nonsense about "using similar things to cure similar things" or "dedicating himself to his senior."

"Okay! Just a moment, handsome!"

The boss worked quickly, and the charcoal fire shot up half a meter high.

Li Chen stood in front of the smoky, fiery stall, looking at the sizzling, oily meat skewers, making plans in his mind.

Those three may have sharp tongues, but they're not bad at heart.

Tonight, in order to be this "family member," I really left them in the dorm.

According to the rules of 302, this is "betrayal," and one must atone for it with something.

"Another case of beer, ice cold."

Li Chen scanned the code, carrying two large, heavy bags of barbecue, with a case of beer tucked under his arm, looking like a middleman buying and selling goods, and swayed back home.

……

Boys' dormitory 302.

Before you even reach the door, you can hear the roaring sounds coming from inside.

"Charge! Wang Qiang, what are you doing hiding in the back? Are you raising a pig?!"

"I'm out of mana! Out of mana, you know that?! Zhao Zixuan, you squishy hero, don't feed!"

"Based on my calculations, the chances of winning this team fight are zero. I suggest surrendering to preserve your KDA."

"Screw you! Rinse me!"

The door was ajar, with a crack in it.

This is the norm in male dormitories.

Firstly, it's to let the smell dissipate, and secondly, it's convenient for people in the next dorm to come over and borrow a light or use the Wi-Fi anytime.

Of course, the main reason is—laziness.

Li Chen used his toes to push the door open.

The room was filled with smoke and fumes.

The takeout boxes were piled up next to the trash can by the door, and hadn't been thrown away yet.

The air was filled with a complex smell that was a mixture of foot odor, braised beef noodles, and some unknown hormone.

The three people sat in a row with their backs to the door, wearing headphones and typing away on their keyboards.

The light from the screen made their faces appear deathly pale; anyone who didn't know better would mistake them for zombies in an internet cafe.

Li Chen remained silent.

He slammed the case of beer on the ground.

"Thump."

The voice was muffled.

Immediately afterwards, he placed two large bags of barbecue on Chen Mo's table, which was piled high with books.

The sound of plastic bags rubbing together, accompanied by a strong and overpowering aroma of cumin and lamb, instantly filled the cramped dormitory room.

This tastes better than an atomic bomb.

Wang Qiang, who was focused on defending the high ground, suddenly twitched his nose twice.

The hunger, stemming from his biological instincts, made the mouse in his hand move a beat slower.

"Holy crap... what's that smell?"

Wang Qiang took off his headphones and turned around.

Li Chen was leaning against the cabinet, holding a freshly opened bottle of beer, looking at them with a half-smile.

On the table, a small mountain of meat skewers was steaming and sizzling with oil.

"Holy crap!"

Wang Qiang's bulky body instantly propelled him forward, ignoring even the crystal that was being pushed, and he pounced straight at it.

"Meat! It's all meat!"

Zhao Zixuan also threw away the mouse, and those hands that usually only touched limited-edition sneakers now reached out without any dignity for the lamb skewers.

Chen Mo was the calmest, but he pushed up his glasses much faster than usual, quickly closing the book and making room on the table.

"Godfather!"

Wang Qiang grabbed a handful of meat skewers, stuffed them into his mouth, and mumbled, "I knew it! Lao Li, you're my godfather!"

"Who just said they wanted to sever their father-son relationship with me?"

Li Chen took a sip of wine, the coolness going down his throat, making him squint his eyes in comfort.

"Who? Who said that?"

Wang Qiang stared with his beady eyes, his face full of righteous indignation, "Old Zhao, was that you?"

Zhao Zixuan was busy munching on his palm-sized toy and didn't even look up: "Get lost. You were the one who was cursing the loudest just now, saying you wanted to take Lao Li's toothbrush to clean the toilet."

"Slander! Utter slander!"

Wang Qiang swallowed the meat, grabbed a bottle of beer, bit off the cap with his teeth, and gulped down more than half of it, letting out a loud, earth-shattering burp.

"Old Li, I'm impressed this time."

"As long as there's meat to eat, I'll even call Yanxi 'Mom'."

"Get lost, don't fucking take advantage of me."

Li Chen kicked him with a laugh and then pulled over a chair to sit down.

The atmosphere in the dormitory instantly changed from the "e-sports battlefield" to the "Hall of Righteousness at Liangshan".

After a few bottles of wine, they started talking non-stop.

"Tell me about it."

Zhao Zixuan wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, his face full of gossip. "You suffered a lot at the entertainment center tonight, didn't you?"

"I saw on the forum that Liu Xu, that bastard, was also there."

Li Chen picked up a peanut, popped it into his mouth, and chewed it with a crunch: "Hmm, we've run into each other."

"He didn't cause you any trouble?"

Chen Mo asked.

As the brains of the dormitory, Chen Mo was very clear about the situation at school.

Liu Xu had been pursuing Yan Xi for two years, a fact known throughout the school. Now, Li Chen had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, a situation that was akin to having his wife stolen.

"I've looked for it."

Li Chen spoke calmly, as if he were saying the weather was nice today, "You tried to give me a hard time, but you failed."

"Tell me more!"

Wang Qiang perked up, even refusing to eat his meat. "Was it because Senior Yan Xi fiercely protected her husband and slapped him twice across the face?"

"What are you thinking? That's a civilized society."

Li Chen put the empty bottle on the ground and couldn't help but laugh when he remembered Liu Xu's face turning a deep purplish-red.

"It's nothing, I just made him carry dozens of cases of water, his arm will probably be useless tomorrow."

"puff--"