Having already transcended the state of mental fasting, Jiang Fan merely appreciated it, without becoming obsessed with it.
He laughed.
"I know there are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty flavors, as well as pungent, spicy, and fresh flavors, but what kind of flavor is the warmth you're talking about?"
Looking into Jiang Fan's clear eyes, Wang Yu said, "Did I fail to seduce you? I didn't expect you to have this expression."
Jiang Fan genuinely laughed this time. He looked at Wang Yu, whose face was delicate and whose personality was currently to his liking, and said, "Then you must have failed."
When the bus carrying new students arrived at the new campus of Zhengzhou University, the main building and many areas of the campus were already crowded with people. Various departments had set up tables together, and there were banners fixed on bamboo poles with the names of the departments on them. Jiang Fan applied to the School of Business and studied International Economics and Trade. Jiang Fan thought that even if he didn't do well in finance, he could at least become an accountant.
After all the reporting and running around,
Jiang Fan pulled his suitcase toward the dormitory number he had been assigned.
On the way, Jiang Fan received a call from Wang Yu. After handing over the task, Wang Yu asked for Jiang Fan's location. In less than three minutes, she arrived in front of Jiang Fan on a small electric scooter. She let the girl who came with her ride the scooter away, and then she became Jiang Fan's guide.
The girl who came with her was about the same height as Wang Yu, but her appearance was slightly different. She looked at Jiang Fan again and again, and after getting Jiang Fan's permission, she took out her phone and took two pictures of him, saying that she would show them to her roommates when she got back the little male 'confidant' that Minister Wang had mentioned. She emphasized the tone of her voice when she said "confidant".
Jiang Fan and Wang Yu just smiled.
There was no explanation.
What's there to explain? What's there to explain? Like a child blushing and saying, "Don't misunderstand," "She (he) and I are just ordinary friends"?
Stop making a scene. There's no need to explain this. We're just ordinary friends, nothing's happened. Why treat each other like mortal enemies? We're all adults; some things don't need excessive explanation.
but,
Honestly,
Jiang Fan, who was unfamiliar with the road conditions, was very grateful for Wang Yu's timely help.
On the way, through chatting with Wang Yu, Jiang Fan learned that being assigned to the Songyuan dormitory was a rather fortunate thing, because compared to the other three dormitory areas in the new campus, 'Liuyuan', 'Heyuan', and 'Juyuan', the four-person beds in the Songyuan dormitory and the newly installed air conditioners were so precious, especially since the hot summer had not yet passed.
Songyuan is very large.
This is Jiang Fan's actual opinion, because Songyuan Phase I and Phase II together have a total of 21 buildings.
The door to dormitory room 613 in apartment 17A was open. Jiang Fan put his suitcase down beside him, and Wang Yu, who was dressed the same as before, helped him hold it. He knocked on the door a few times and smiled at the three people inside who had been attracted by the noise and looked over, saying, "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Fan, and I am your roommate."
My roommate is very welcoming.
They welcomed Jiang Fan in, but they were still taken aback when they saw Wang Yu.
Because it was in the boys' dormitory, after Wang Yu dropped Jiang Fan off, he said goodbye to Jiang Fan and the other three boys and left. After Wang Yu left, the other three boys asked who this was. Jiang Fan said it was a friend, and the others smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
After the introductions, it turned out that the tallest person in the dormitory was not the oldest. His name was Li Shengyuan, and he was from Shandong. He was tall but not strong, but he wasn't skinny either; he was quite well-proportioned.
The other two are a man named Zhuang Qifan who wears glasses and is from Hainan. His Mandarin has a strong tropical fruit accent.
The man had a good temperament and a nice appearance. He seemed to come from a well-off family. He was also very polite. His name was Liu Yuming.
A few of us went to the Songyuan cafeteria for dinner. On the way there and back, we saw many other freshmen like Jiang Fan and his friends. This was a common sight at the start of the semester. However, as time went on, the roommates who had stayed together at the beginning of the semester would eventually split into smaller cliques due to various reasons, and they would only have meals together for specific occasions.
After dinner,
Jiang Fan told the other three that he was meeting a friend and would be back later.
The three roommates, thinking of Wang Yu who had brought Jiang Fan today, smiled in unison, waved to Jiang Fan, and left first.
Jiang Fan walked out of the campus. The streets were still bustling. He wasn't there to see Wang Yu, whom he had just met, but to see if there were any suitable apartments for rent nearby. The school dormitories were nice, but if Jiang Fan were to meditate or cultivate, many things would seem strange to his roommates. If something happened in the future, the risk of exposure would be too great.
therefore,
Jiang Fan then decided to go out and look for a place to live.
There are many shared bicycles near the gate of Zhengzhou University's new campus. Jiang Fan scanned the code, unlocked a bike, and rode it around the neighborhood. He figured he should avoid finding an apartment online through an agent if possible. Landlords might only offer 400-500 yuan a month, but agents could easily double or more the price.
If you can find a landlord to rent a brand new house, try to do so.
The road had just been repaired and was very smooth. Facing the gentle breeze in the night, Jiang Fan rode his bike along the bright streetlights for about ten miles before stopping. He stood on this side of the bridge, holding onto the stone railing and looking at the full moon floating in his hand.
He could sense something in the darkness.
As if realizing it,
We're about to enter the next dimension.
Jiang Fan had always maintained an ambiguous attitude towards the next plane of existence. Having already mastered the Dao techniques he could reliably practice, he was reluctant to cross over to an unknown plane where his life was constantly in danger. However, considering the immense opportunity that had fallen into his lap, he was unwilling to give it up so easily.
Jiang Fan frowned and looked up at the full moon in the sky.
"prick--"
Suddenly, a braking sound came from the middle of the bridge. Zhengzhou University's new campus, located on the West Fourth Ring Road, is already somewhat remote. Now, Jiang Fan has unknowingly ridden his bicycle for ten kilometers, making the area even more desolate. The vehicle braking here is particularly conspicuous.
Jiang Fan is here by the bridge, where several trees provide shade, so the view from the bridge is completely obscured.
He looked up and glanced in that direction.
There is murderous intent.
To kill someone?
Jiang Fan bent down and searched the vicinity, finding a relatively thick branch. He then put on the black baseball cap he had with him, followed by a black mask. To prevent people in the cars on the bridge from seeing him, Jiang Fan climbed over the bridge railing with both hands and moved towards the other side bit by bit.
actually,