Quick Transmigration Strategy: A Guide to the Female Supporting Character's Counterattack

The world is a bitter sea, and people struggle within it.

Is genuine sincerity always belittled? Are kindness and gentleness always bullied? Are ugly commoners always mocked? Is unparalleled ...

Chapter 342: Poor Female College Student (2)

Chapter 342 Poor Female College Student (2)

"Hello, how do I get to the girls' dormitory?"

As the sparse sunlight leaked in, Lan Yu, who had just finished playing basketball, looked down and saw a girl as gentle as the Jiangnan water village. She was looking up at him, her eyes slightly narrowed into a crescent, and her eyes were as clear as the spring water in winter. He unconsciously covered his heart and felt that he was about to suffocate.

Many times later, when he recalled this first meeting with the girl, he thought of a word - love

at first sight. "Excuse me, do you know how to get to the girls' dormitory?" Shi Yi repeated it again.

She was so out of place on this campus. Everyone walking on this avenue was dressed neatly, and most of the girls wore delicate light makeup. But she was wearing old clothes with dust and dirt, and she was carrying a shabby big suitcase without a wheel in her hand. But no one dared to look down on her. Because her eyes were so clear, her back was so straight, and her smile was so gentle.

"Go... go over there... that's on the left, keep going... go to the corner..." Lan Yu stuttered while holding the basketball.

He had seen a debate online before: what is the most beautiful look of a girl. He suddenly knew the answer just now. The most beautiful look of a girl is when there are stars and sea in her eyes, grass and warblers in her expression, and a heavy future on her shoulders.

"Thank you." Shi Yiban walked in the direction he pointed with the suitcase in her arms.

"You're welcome..." Lan Yu watched her walk away, and then slapped his forehead. He was so stupid that he actually forgot to ask the other person's name and major.

Shi Yi found the dormitory, opened the door, and was greeted by three pairs of inquiring eyes.

"Hello, I'm Kang Shi Yi." He was generous and neither humble nor arrogant. "

I thought I was the last one, but I didn't expect you to be later than me." Qi Yangyang jumped up from the bed, pointed to the only empty space in the dormitory, and said friendly: "From now on, the two of us will live in bunk beds, please give me more advice."

The other two girls looked at the two of them and continued to do their own things. After all, she was a college student, and she was not so keen on making friends. Moreover, the new roommate's appearance did not look rich and did not look like a BJ person, so she had no desire to make friends.

"Thank you." Shi Yi put down the suitcase, rubbed his hands on his body solemnly, and then extended his hands, "Hello, classmate, I am from Zhejiang, my name is Kang Shiyi. I will sleep on the upper bunk from now on. Help each other."

This was the roommate that impressed the original owner the most. A native BJ girl. When the original owner first went the wrong way, she took the initiative to lend her money to help her. It's a pity that the original owner later let down their friendship.

"My name is Qi Yangyang." She stretched out her hand and shook it again and again. "Don't be polite next time. Why do you need to wipe your hands when shaking hands?"

Shi Yi smiled gently. "I was in a hurry just now, and my hands are sweaty."

Qi Yangyang rarely saw such a gentle girl without a trace of hostility. Her attitude was extremely friendly. "Hurry up and pack. Do you want my help?"

"No. I can do it myself." Shi Yi pulled the suitcase to the bedside and started to pack.

Although this was the first time they met, Qi Yangyang saw independence and courage in her. She didn't say anything and turned around to buy food.

The moment she went out, she looked back at the girl who had climbed onto the upper bunk. The girl's socks were white and had a hole, but she didn't look embarrassed at all. Her back was so straight as she knelt to make the bed.

Perhaps, these four years of college are worth looking forward to.

She smiled and stepped out of the dormitory door.

During the day, the other two girls were still a little cold. At night, they were all people who had left home and started to find topics to talk about.

"How much living expenses did your family give you?" Yuan Jiaojiao was the first to bring up the topic while holding her rag doll.

"2500." Chen Yuanyuan, who slept in the lower bunk, reported a number.

"Me too." Qi Yangyang patted the upper bunk and asked casually, "Shi Yi, how about you?"

"600." Shi Yi closed the last page of "Zizhi Tongjian" after reading it, and then placed it solemnly next to the pillow. She had no idea that the other three had been petrified and speechless because of the number she reported.

The lights in the dormitory were turned off. The three of them lay down on their beds, each with their own thoughts, but no one laughed at her.

The dormitory life of the four officially began, and their university life also officially began.

On the first day of school, the counselor led the temporarily elected class cadres to distribute new books. Most people just threw the books into the desk casually, and they were too lazy to write their names.

Qi Yangyang, who was sitting with Shi Yi, watched her write her name neatly on the lower right corner of the first page of each book, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is this a habit of yours?" Shi

Yi tilted his head to look into her eyes, smiled and nodded, "Yes."

"Our teacher said that people who can write their own names carefully will not be bad at studying. You did well in high school, right?"

"Not bad." Shi Yi finished writing the last new book, looked at her and said, "Do you need me to write your name for you?"

"Would you like to write it for me?" Qi Yangyang was a little touched. She originally wanted to study at an engineering university, but her score was not enough so she had to fill in the current school. She hated literature the most, and she also hated writing her name on the literature textbook.

"Of course. It's not a difficult thing." Shi Yi held her whole pile of books in front of him.

"I want to write too." Chen Yuanyuan, who was sitting behind Qi Yangyang and playing with her phone, tapped Shi Yi's back.

Yuan Jiaojiao couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly said coquettishly: "I don't want to write either, Shiyi, can you help me write?"

"It's all right." Shiyi agreed to everything gently.

At noon, the three of them agreed to go out for lunch, and when they looked at Shiyi, they were a little embarrassed.

"How about we not go out for lunch today? Eat in the cafeteria together?" Chen Yuanyuan twisted her latest schoolbag.

"No, I heard from the seniors during the holidays that the food in the cafeteria is very bad." Yuan Jiaojiao fiddled with her lifelike doll.

"You guys go. I'll eat in the cafeteria." Shiyi didn't show off. The 600 living expenses she got from home are now only 560, and she has to hold on until she finds a part-time job.

"Okay." Qi Yangyang glanced at her and pulled the other two roommates away.

She knew that Shi Yi had self-esteem. If she forced him to keep up with their consumption level, he would be embarrassed. They had long been accustomed to their lifestyle. If they were to suffer for Shi Yi, there was actually no need.

People would not be poor forever. Besides, it was obvious that Shi Yi was not an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)