Chapter 4

Through the window glass, Lu Yang watched the young man inside, who was only wearing a pair of black shorts, with his head slightly lowered, focusing on hitting the punching bag. Lu Yang felt a bit envious.

It wasn't just the envy of that man's well-built muscles; he was even more envious of the rugged aura that emanated from his body, inside and out.

Who, as a man, doesn't yearn for a rugged body?

Unfortunately, Lu Yang had always been a homebody, with almost no outdoor activities. Although he wasn't fat, he was far from rugged.

Maybe, I can also train?

This thought suddenly popped into Lu Yang's mind, and once it emerged, it grew stronger and stronger.

"Knock, knock!"

Driven by this thought, Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, then reached out and knocked on the wooden door of the martial arts club.

Through the window glass beside the wooden door, Lu Yang saw the well-built man inside stop his boxing practice and turn around, looking puzzled toward the window.

Seeing him turn to look, Lu Yang quickly smiled.

Perhaps because of Lu Yang's smile, the well-built man paused for a moment, then walked over.

The well-built man, wiping the sweat from his head and face with a white towel, opened the wooden door and looked at Lu Yang with a puzzled expression, saying, "Who are you?"

"Hello! Senior, I want to join the martial arts club, is that possible?"

Proposing this request on the spur of the moment, Lu Yang felt a bit uneasy, but since he wanted to train, he definitely had to try. If he didn't even dare to ask, how would he know if others would agree?

"You want to join the martial arts club?"

Hearing Lu Yang's intention, the well-built man's face showed a faint smile. His bright eyes scanned Lu Yang up and down, then he nodded and said, "Sure! The martial arts club is open to all students, but new members are only considered probationary members. After the probationary period, they can become official members. Also, you need to prepare your own boxing gloves and liniment."

"No problem!"

Hearing the immediate agreement, Lu Yang felt a bit excited.

As for the boxing gloves and other items, he had no resistance at all to buying them himself. After all, this was something he wanted to learn, and it was only natural that he should buy the necessary items himself; no one had an obligation to pay for him.

The well-built man nodded and then extended his large, calloused hand, saying, "Let me introduce myself. I'm the president of the club, Teng Hu! Welcome to the martial arts club!"

Lu Yang quickly extended both hands to grasp Teng Hu's large hand and thanked him repeatedly.

Lu Yang didn't expect that the person in front of him was the president of the martial arts club.

However, thinking that at this time, only this person was still practicing alone in the entire club, he felt a bit more at ease.

The president of the martial arts club should be the best fighter in the club.

To be the best fighter, one must practice diligently in private.

"Come in and fill out a form!"

Teng Hu said, then turned and walked inside. Lu Yang naturally followed closely behind.

When he went in, Lu Yang still couldn't quite believe that he had so easily become a member of the martial arts club.

However, Lu Yang soon understood why he had joined so easily.

Just as Lu Yang finished filling out the form Teng Hu handed him, Teng Hu nodded and said, "The martial arts club has just been established, and you are the first member. I hope you will practice seriously and not disgrace the martial arts club!"

Hearing this, Lu Yang was momentarily stunned.

He was actually the first member to join the martial arts club.

No wonder it was so easy to join.

Being the first, that made sense.

Lu Yang thought to himself.

However, Lu Yang was only surprised for a moment and didn't feel much disappointment.

Joining the martial arts club was just to exercise and avoid being as weak as before his rebirth. He had no other intentions.

So, the size of the martial arts club didn't matter to him.

As long as he could learn a fraction of President Teng Hu's skills, it would be enough.

Earlier, Lu Yang had seen Teng Hu practicing alone inside, the speed and power of his punches.

The force of his strikes, like a pile driver, would be unbearable for most people if they were hit.

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When Lu Yang returned to the dormitory, his roommate who slept below him told him that the counselor had just gone around the dorms, notifying everyone to attend the first class meeting at 7:30 PM.

He also informed them that the classroom for their class was in Room 303 on the third floor of Building 2.

Lu Yang, who had experienced rebirth, naturally knew where the classroom for the History 1 class of 2003 was.

At this moment, Lu Yang remembered that the first class meeting in his freshman year, before his rebirth, was indeed held on the last day of new student registration.

Since military training would start the next day, everyone needed to know their classroom and meet their counselor before the training began. Otherwise, with thousands of new students not knowing where their classrooms were, it would be chaos.

When Lu Yang returned to the dormitory, it was already around 7:00 PM.

So, not long after, Lu Yang and his five roommates set off together for Building 2.

Lu Yang had always gotten along well with his five roommates.

Among them, Cheng Hua, who slept below him, and Yang Zhi, who slept above him, were particularly close to him.

Cheng Hua was straightforward and generous, valuing brotherhood.

Yang Zhi was a bit stingy, liked to take small advantages, but was very lively and good at socializing. He also enjoyed flirting with girls and was a very interesting person, treating his brothers well.

When they arrived at the classroom, the entire Building 2 was already brightly lit, with almost all the classrooms filled with the sounds of thousands of new students gathered inside.

Most of the members of History 1 class had already arrived.

Lu Yang and his group found seats near the back by the window and started chatting and joking. While chatting and joking, they all took the opportunity to observe the other members of the class.

To their satisfaction, the girls studying history were quite good.

Not only in quantity but also in quality.

At a glance, there were about twenty girls, and at least six or seven of them were quite attractive.

This made the few of them, who were looking forward to a beautiful romance in college, feel satisfied.

In fact, while Lu Yang and his group were observing the girls in the class, the girls were also observing the boys, either intentionally or unintentionally.

In junior high and high school, everyone was strictly prohibited from dating by the school.

One could say that everyone's emotions, whether boys or girls, had been suppressed. Now, in college, where dating was supposedly legal, everyone had some expectations.

Of course, as someone who had experienced rebirth, Lu Yang was much more detached about the girls in the class.

He knew the girls in the class, what kind of people they were, and even who they would end up with later.

Most importantly, there was no one among these girls that Lu Yang particularly liked or wanted to pursue.

Time passed quickly.

It was soon 7:30 PM.

At 7:30 PM, the counselor, a slightly overweight man in his forties, walked into the classroom with a smile, holding a file folder.

By this time, all the members of the History 1 class of 2003 had already arrived.

Seeing a middle-aged man of this age walk in, everyone realized that he was likely their class counselor, so the originally noisy classroom quickly fell silent.

The slightly overweight middle-aged man walked up to the podium with a smile, casually opened the file folder on the podium, and said with a smile, "Hello everyone! Some of you may already know me, but let me introduce myself formally. I am Wang Da, your counselor for the next four years, responsible for your ideological and life matters. If you have any issues, you can come to me. Now, let's start with self-introductions!"

Wang Da's tone was very gentle, almost uncharacteristic of a man.

Anyone could see that he was a good-tempered man.

This made everyone in the History 1 class, regardless of gender, feel satisfied.

Lu Yang also smiled.

Wang Da, the counselor, had always been very nice to him, or rather, very nice to everyone in the class. He was a responsible and tolerant counselor.

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