Chapter 9

"Damn, I hate it when people laugh at my name, even my own brothers. Are you looking for a beating? One-on-one or a group fight?"

Before Jiao Chun could finish his joke, Liu Zheng stood up with a swift motion, his towering figure, nearly two meters tall, standing like a mountain in front of Jiao Chun.

Jiao Chun instantly cowered, "Oh, damn, Brother! Real brother! Look at my big mouth! Sometimes I really wish I could tear it off and flush it down the toilet to the Strait of Malacca!"

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The three of them were chatting and laughing. Liu Zheng, a local from the capital, came from an ordinary family. Jiao Chun was from the south, living in a coastal city, and the dry, scorching weather in the capital made him feel like an ant on a hot pan. Added to his natural aversion to heat, he had wandered around and got lost on his way to the capital, spending a whole day under the sun before finally reaching the school, looking like a wild dog let loose.

"Excuse me... Is this Room 5015?"

At this moment, a boy of average height and build, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and with a rather ordinary appearance, appeared. In short, he was the kind of person who would go unnoticed in a crowd even if you looked a thousand times.

Chu Nan, Liu Zheng, and Jiao Chun, who were chatting merrily, turned around together.

"Hey, buddy, are you Wang Ziqiang?" Jiao Chun asked.

The boy adjusted his glasses and nodded.

"Ha, this is great! The four brothers of Room 5015 are finally all here." Liu Zheng walked up and shook Wang Ziqiang's hand warmly, "Finally, someone with a normal name. I'm Liu Zheng, that's Chu Nan, and the one with the rather delicate features is Jiao Chun. What year are you?"

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When they lined up by age, Chu Nan turned out to be the youngest, making Wang Ziqiang feel a bit embarrassed. He said softly, "Sorry... for making you the youngest."

At this, Jiao Chun was not pleased, "Damn! So what if I'm the youngest? It's better than being the second oldest! My name is already funny enough. When we go to the girls' dorm for social gatherings, it's going to be a big joke!"

Saying this, Jiao Chun mimicked Liu Zheng's tone, "Ladies, hello, this is our second oldest, Jiao Chun! — Damn! He's the second oldest and still called Jiao Chun! What's the second oldest doing calling for spring?!"

"Ha!" Everyone burst into laughter. Then, the oldest, Liu Zheng, suggested, "Since I'm the oldest in the dorm and the only one from Yanjing, I'll treat everyone to a meal at the restaurant by the gate!"

"Alright, let's go!"

Chu Nan nodded and turned to open his cabinet, putting his cloth bag on his shoulder.

"Hey, Fourth, we might meet some freshmen girls at the restaurant. Carrying that old cloth bag, won't it make us look bad?" Liu Zheng joked.

Chu Nan smiled, "No problem, it just makes you guys look even better!"

"Ha, Fourth is the best, I like your attitude!" Jiao Chun patted Chu Nan on the shoulder.

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The four of them arrived at the [Xinxin Xuezi] restaurant at the school gate. Surprisingly, there were quite a few people there, and they didn't have a private room. The four brothers didn't bother to look for one and decided to sit in the hall. The hall was lively, filled with students having meals, and most of the tables had girls sitting there, all in groups without any boys, probably classmates from their dorms.

This year, Jinghua University adopted a new mixed dormitory system, not mixed by gender but by major, to promote academic exchange and prevent one dorm from being full of playboys and another full of bookworms.

"I'm a sports student, I play basketball!"

"I'm in the finance department, ha, I guess I'm the luckiest, the finance department is always full of beautiful girls! What about you, Chu Nan?"

"I'm in the medical field. — Wang Ziqiang, what about you?"

"Oh, oh, I'm... in the archaeology department."

Upon hearing this, Chu Nan's eyes lit up. — Archaeology, actually, when Chu Nan was choosing his major, he had considered archaeology. After all, the second treasure of the Chu family was feng shui and geomancy, and having some modern knowledge in archaeology would be very useful. It seemed he would need to interact more with Wang Ziqiang in the future.

However, just as Chu Nan was thinking, there was a sudden splash.

Then, a drunk guy from the neighboring table stood up, grabbed Jiao Chun's collar, and glared at him with bloodshot eyes, cursing, "Damn, did you curse my neighbor?! Are your eyes on your ass?! You soaked my pants!"

As the oldest in the dorm, Liu Zheng, who was nearly two meters tall, was naturally not pleased!

He stood up and, with his towering figure, lifted the drunk guy with one hand, "What the hell are you saying?! If you have something to say, just say it, why get physical?!"

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he finished speaking, people from four or five tables around them stood up, totaling about thirty people!!

The sudden rise of these thirty people made the entire restaurant hall fall silent.

The whole place was dead quiet.

Even Liu Zheng, who was holding the drunk guy with one hand, was taken aback, and Jiao Chun, Wang Ziqiang, and Chu Nan were also momentarily stunned. This situation was indeed unexpected.

They had thought the tables in the hall were a mix of different groups, but it turned out that these four or five tables were all together.

Seeing these thirty people all looking in their direction, Chu Nan knew they were all together, and they didn't look like freshmen, probably upperclassmen. They were all drunk, and the youthful arrogance and restlessness in the air were palpable. With their numbers, they naturally looked aggressive, ready to fight.

The girls who were having meals together also opened their big, watery eyes and looked over, some purely out of curiosity, looking excited, while others subconsciously covered their mouths, looking worried about Chu Nan and the others. After all, a fight of four against thirty was a very unfair match.

At this moment, even the restaurant owner, who had been watching the scene with a detached interest, was secretly sweating. — He had seen many student fights, but such a clear disparity in numbers was a first.

"Hope no one gets hurt..." The owner felt a chill.

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