Chapter 32

"Uncle, we're both in Class 5... Ouch..." Jia Jingxing, who had just emerged from the crowd, stopped mid-sentence when he noticed a stunningly beautiful girl standing next to Jia Hongjian, and he forgot what he was going to say.

Seeing his nephew's eyes go wide like a pig's, Jia Hongjian smiled and then dragged Jia Jingxing away by his clothes. This was Jia Hongjian's way of saving face for him; otherwise, he would have kicked him first and then dragged him by the ear.

"Uncle, did you see that girl just now? Damn, she's so beautiful! My heart is racing!" Jia Jingxing's expression was not one of admiration for a beautiful woman but rather one of shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Of course I saw her; I'm not blind." Jia Hongjian replied with a normal expression.

At this moment, Jia Jingxing seemed to notice that his uncle's expression was not normal—usually, men would be excited when they saw such a stunning beauty. Could it be that his uncle, who was so suave, was deliberately acting this way? He remembered his uncle's behavior on the train not long ago and the more he thought about it, the more he believed his uncle was preparing to pursue the stunning beauty.

He laughed heartily and patted Jia Hongjian's shoulder, "Uncle, hahaha, you really have it, you're so bad, you didn't even tell me! But don't worry, I'm not jealous at all. There must be more than one such woman in the world. You go ahead and pursue her, and once you get her, teach me, and I'll go after others..."

"Get lost!" Jia Hongjian couldn't hold back anymore and kicked his nephew's butt. Jia Jingxing had been his shadow since childhood, but the boy also had his touching moments, like offering to let the beauty go to his uncle first...

Jia Jingxing chuckled and then pestered Jia Hongjian, "Uncle, tell me, if I ever meet a girl like that, how should I pursue her?"

"See what's important to her," Jia Hongjian thought for a moment and said, "If she values money... right? If she's smart, she values feelings, so don't play any tricks. Smart women can easily see through men's tricks, and beautiful women have many opportunities to practice, so if she's both beautiful and smart, the best strategy is to be sincere and genuinely good to her. Treat her like a father would, tolerate her tantrums, and be prepared to give without expecting anything in return. You can't catch a wolf without risking your sheep. She's so beautiful and smart; realistically, she can find any man she wants. Why would she choose you? What's your core competitiveness?"

After hearing his uncle's words, Jia Jingxing fell silent. He suddenly realized that his uncle was someone who thought things through clearly before acting, even when it came to pursuing girls. He would think about his strengths, weaknesses, and what to do next. In contrast, Jia Jingxing often acted on instinct, and the difference in success rates was obvious.

"Uncle is awesome. Although I'm not at his level yet, I have Uncle to tell me all these secrets!" Jia Jingxing's mood improved. Growing up in Jia Hongjian's shadow, he was used to his uncle being better, even though it was a bit discouraging. But at such times, he could always turn his head and realize he was already the second-best, and the joy of life was in comparing himself to those who were worse!

Soon, the two of them arrived at the dormitory. Jia Hongjian's mother worked at the school, so it was easy for her to arrange for them to be in the same dorm.

There were already two other people in the dormitory. One was a tall, thin, dark-skinned boy with a buzz cut, looking like a sports enthusiast. The other was a short, fair-skinned boy with glasses, looking like a bookish student.

"You're here? I'm Zhao Ziyuan, the third bed, and he's Ye Zi, the fourth bed," the tall, thin, dark-skinned sports enthusiast greeted them with a smile. "Hey," Jia Hongjian, who was naturally friendly, nodded and said, "I'm Jia Hongjian, and this is my nephew, Jia Jingxing."

Jia Hongjian was the first bed, which meant he was the dorm leader. After some small talk, Jia Hongjian and Jia Jingxing started cleaning their beds and desks. Their dorm was relatively small, with only four people per room, unlike other dorms that could house 6 to 8 people. Jia Hongjian always preferred more personal space.

It was 1993, and the dorms didn't have the modern furniture with beds above and desks below. Instead, there were old wooden bunk beds against the west wall and four desks against the east wall.

While cleaning, Jia Jingxing subconsciously recalled the historical personalities of the other two roommates. Zhao Ziyuan, nicknamed "Dumpling Yuan," was indeed a sports enthusiast. In high school, he had been a goalkeeper on the handball team, but he didn't get into college through sports; instead, he entered the Second Industrial University through academic merit.

Dumpling Yuan was a very lively and easy-going person who got along well with the suave and mischievous Jia Hongjian and the introverted but cheerful Jia Jingxing. They often hung out together during their three years of high school. However, the thought of Ye Zi, the fourth bed, made Jia Hongjian feel uneasy.

It wasn't that Ye Zi was weird; he was a true good student. What does a true good student mean? Someone who gets up at 6 a.m. to study, reads whenever they have free time, and continues until 10:30 p.m. when the lights go out, never joining the late-night dorm talks, making Jia Hongjian and the others feel guilty about playing and making noise, always afraid of disturbing his studies... Therefore, in their previous lives, Jia Hongjian and the others usually went to other dorms to play.

Thinking about this, Jia Hongjian suddenly found it strange that he had never encountered the situation where roommates called each other "Big Brother," "Second Brother," and "Third Brother" in high school or college, but he often read about it in novels. This always made him wonder if he was the odd one out or if the authors were.

After they finished cleaning, Jia Hongjian looked at his Shanghai-brand watch and saw that it was time to go. "Let's go, we need to go to the classroom to get our textbooks," he said.

The other two, being around 15 or 16 years old, felt a bit uncomfortable in the new environment. Seeing Jia Hongjian take the lead, they followed his lead, making him the true dorm leader, leading his three "little brothers" out.

When they arrived at the classroom, Jia Hongjian saw that most of the boys were already there, sitting in random seats and chatting. The girls, however, were mostly absent. This was a familiar scene to him, from high school to college and even in the real world, boys generally followed schedules, but girls? A gathering scheduled for 2 p.m. would only start seeing girls arrive at 2:30 p.m.

Just as Jia Hongjian and the others found seats, they saw the boys and girls in the classroom turn their heads to look at something. A few seconds later, Jia Hongjian saw a familiar figure enter the room. Yes, it was Zhou Rihan. She walked to the classroom door, scanned the room with a blank expression, but her gaze drew the attention of all the boys!

The classroom, which had been noisy, suddenly became so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard. Almost all the boys stared at her with wide eyes and open mouths, except for Jia Hongjian and Ye Zi. Jia Hongjian looked but didn't open his mouth, while Ye Zi looked at her for two seconds and then lowered his head to read.

When Zhou Rihan's gaze met Jia Hongjian's, she held his gaze for a second and then looked away, walking firmly to a seat a few rows away from Jia Hongjian. "How did you know?" she turned her head, opened her inviting pink lips, and asked with a blank expression.

Jia Hongjian knew he couldn't play any tricks. Saying "Guess" or "I won't tell you" might pique the curiosity of an ordinary girl, but for Zhou Rihan, it would only make her think he was being pretentious, and her curiosity would fade, and she would categorize him as a "boring suitor." But he couldn't tell the truth either, as he couldn't say he already knew her, because Zhou Rihan, like him, was one of the few transfer students. "Sixth sense," he finally said.

This answer, while unexpected, was still reasonable. Zhou Rihan's curiosity was satisfied, and she didn't think Jia Hongjian was a lowbrow person. However, just as she was sitting straight and looking at the blackboard like a soldier, a boy approached her.

"Hello, I don't think I've seen you before. Let me introduce myself. I was the top student in the third year of the experimental school, and my name is Zhang Dalong." The speaker was a tall, friendly-looking guy.

There was a full twenty seconds of silence. Zhou Rihan acted as if she hadn't heard Zhang Dalong at all, as if he wasn't even there. Watching Zhang Dalong's face turn from slightly red to deep red and then to purple, Jia Hongjian couldn't help but laugh. He loved this scene. In his previous life, he had stayed by Zhou Rihan's side for seven years because of her cold and aloof beauty. This ice queen attitude always made him subconsciously want to compete and conquer her, to see what she would be like once the ice melted...

After spending seven years on her in his previous life and seeing her true self beneath the ice, he truly loved her.

While Jia Hongjian was happily experiencing his first day at his new school, the outside world was already buzzing with the news of his fake purchase and subsequent claim for compensation...

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