Chapter 38

June 4th, night.

Song Shuhang was wide awake, unable to fall asleep at all.

Perhaps it was because he would be able to meet the senior 'Pharmacist' from the group tomorrow, and then learn the basic meditation techniques and body-strengthening sword techniques, and begin the hundred-day foundation building, which made him too excited to bear?

Or was it because of the body-strengthening liquid, which had strengthened his body, reducing his need for sleep, so he couldn't fall asleep?

In any case, he couldn't sleep.

His three roommates were already snoring, but he tossed and turned.

Even with his eyes closed, his mind remained clear.

He felt as if he had been lying there for a long time, but when he checked his phone, only less than five minutes had passed.

"This life, it's unbearable," Song Shuhang sighed.

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June 5th, sunny, still scorching hot.

After a sleepless night, Song Shuhang was inevitably a bit listless. This fatigue didn't come from his physical body; in fact, he hadn't felt any sleepiness at all after a night without sleep.

It was just that his ordinary life of eighteen years made him feel as if he had stayed up all night, and his spirit was somewhat drained.

In the morning, there were four classes, and Song Shuhang brought his phone. This time, he remembered to fully charge it, so that the Pharmacist could contact him.

In his anticipation, the first two classes passed quickly, but the Pharmacist still hadn't contacted him.

The anticipation and waiting were the most torturous, and even the phrase "a day feels like a year" couldn't describe Song Shuhang's current mood.

The third class was University English.

Even during the break, Professor Smith had already arrived early, leaning on his cane.

This meticulous old man absolutely wouldn't allow his students to be late, and he wouldn't allow himself to be late either. He was strict with others and even stricter with himself.

It was said that three days ago, he was bitten by his beloved dog and had to be hospitalized. The night he was discharged, he sent the dog to a dog meat shop to be stewed into a hot pot.

Was this because the deeper the love, the deeper the pain, and he couldn't tolerate the betrayal of his beloved dog?

Song Shuhang looked at the British old man with his meticulously combed hair and felt a surge of guilt.

According to Rou Rou, she had already given some compensation to the unfortunate Professor Ren Shui and Professor Smith after the incident, but Song Shuhang didn't ask what the compensation was.

"Too bad, Professor Smith is already discharged. I thought he would stay in the hospital longer," Tu Bo said, feeling a chill run down his spine when he saw Professor Smith.

His English grades were not good, and Professor Smith's stern personality made him a type he was not good at dealing with.

Tu Bo asked, "I'm going to move to the back. What about you, Shuhang?"

"Same, I'm also moving," Li Yangde nodded silently.

Unlike Tu Bo, who was a poor English student, his English grades were excellent, and he had already mastered the key points of the class. So during English class, he could hide at the back and think about the program he was writing.

"I'm going to accompany Ya Yi, so I'm also moving," the last roommate, Gao Moumou, pushed his glasses and smiled.

Gao Moumou's surname was Gao, and his given name was Moumou. Like Tu Bo, his name belonged to the 'not really a parent's child' category, and he had a deep resentment towards his name.

Coincidentally, he had also stolen his family's household registration book and run to the police station to change his name when he was young. Unfortunately, he didn't succeed either, and he was still called Gao Moumou.

Back then, he and Tu Bo had paid a heavy price, and his was even worse.

Tu Bo had only been beaten by his father, but Gao Moumou had been beaten by both his parents, crying and screaming, and couldn't get out of bed the next day.

The girl he mentioned, Ya Yi, was his girlfriend, a petite and cute girl, only 1.43 meters tall. It was hard to understand how Gao Moumou could have the heart to do it? The girl looked like a middle school student, or even a primary school student. Apart from being a lolicon, it was really hard for a normal man to be interested in such a girl.

This guy must be a lolicon, which is why he found a legal lolicon girlfriend.

"Really? Everyone is moving to the back?" Song Shuhang sighed, also starting to organize his textbooks, preparing to accompany his roommates.

At this moment, Tu Bo grinned and held Song Shuhang back, "Shuhang, you should stay and be a good student and listen to the class."

"?" Song Shuhang was puzzled and didn't understand Tu Bo's meaning.

"Seize the opportunity, you always said you wanted to find a girlfriend in college, right?" Li Yangde whispered in Shuhang's ear, then raised his eyebrows with a knowing look.

"No need to thank us, just call us living Lei Fengs," Gao Moumou said coolly.

After saying that, the three roommates left one after another.

Leaving Song Shuhang feeling bewildered.

After a while, Song Shuhang turned his head to look at his side and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Next to him, the girl with the curvaceous figure was only one seat away. When she saw Shuhang looking at her, she squinted her eyes and gave a sweet smile.

These three guys must have misunderstood something, right?

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On the other side, the three roommates had already squeezed to the back of the classroom.

Tu Bo wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Damn, why is it so hot? It was cool just a moment ago?"

"Have you not noticed yet?" At this moment, Gao Moumou pushed his glasses, taking on the role of a detective, "It's because we're away from Song Shuhang now."

"How is this related to Shuhang? Can he control the weather?" Tu Bo fanned his book and complained.

Gao Moumou said mysteriously, "Of course he can't control the weather. But for some reason, Shuhang seems to be emitting a cool aura, like a human air conditioner. I almost suspected he was carrying a big block of ice."

"Now that you mention it, it does seem that way. Also, have you noticed that Shuhang has become much whiter? He wasn't this white yesterday morning, right? We went out to look for a house, and he became much whiter?" Li Yangde closed his tablet and said calmly.

"Yangde, are you trying to be a homophobe? You even noticed that Shuhang's skin became whiter?" Tu Bo said in a teasing tone.

"Tu Bo," Li Yangde's lips curled up, "Do you still want the 'study videos' hidden on the F drive of your computer and the content in the five virtual cloud drives?"

"Brother Yangde, I was wrong," Tu Bo immediately knelt down. Those were the treasures he had accumulated over three years of high school. Speaking of which... the F drive was fine, but why did Yangde know about his five virtual cloud drives so clearly? Damn, was there any privacy left? Programmers were not to be provoked.

"I think this guy might have used some whitening cream. The reason for using cosmetics... probably because he's in love?" Gao Moumou continued mysteriously, pointing at Song Shuhang and Lu Fei, "I bet a hundred... hairs! Something must have happened between them. I've noticed that in all the classes yesterday, Lu Fei would always find a chance to sit next to Song Shuhang."

"Indeed, giving them some private space was the right choice."

"Once it's done, Shuhang must treat us to a meal."

The three roommates nodded secretly, feeling a sense of accomplishment as living Lei Fengs.

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Unfortunately, ideals are full, but reality is harsh.

Song Shuhang had no intention of getting close to the girl. He was constantly checking his phone, hoping that the 'Pharmacist' would arrive soon.

His mind was filled with cultivation, basic meditation techniques, and the hundred-day foundation building.

On the podium, Professor Smith was writing a series of words on the blackboard. Perhaps because of his age, even though there were various high-tech teaching aids in the classroom, he still preferred the traditional blackboard.

The classroom was silent. In Professor Smith's class, even if you didn't like his lessons, you could just lie down and sleep. He didn't force everyone to listen attentively. But if you dared to make noise and disturb his class, you wouldn't get any credits this semester.

Since you came to class during college, it meant you wanted those credits. No one would be so foolish as to lose their credits, and they could just lie down and sleep.

Crack! Bang! Bang!

A series of strange sounds suddenly rang out, particularly noticeable in the quiet classroom.

Everyone's gaze turned to the source of the noise— the classroom door.

It seemed that the locked door was under immense pressure, and the screws on the lock were gradually being pushed out of the wooden door.

With a crack, the lock burst open.

It was as if someone had used a battering ram to break down the door, and the entire lock flew out, very exaggerated!

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