Some freshmen who had just moved into the same dormitory and gotten to know each other were chatting and laughing in small groups, discussing news within the class.

Some introverted students who were not good at speaking, after finding a seat, quietly took out their books and looked down to read.

Liang Yuhang, sitting in the back row, was one of those students who quietly read his book.

Coming from a remote area in Northwest China, he came from a poor family. His father was unable to work due to illness, and his mother worked as a cleaner and collected recyclables to earn a meager living to support him and his sister's schooling.

After finishing the college entrance examination, Liang Yuhang took off his school uniform and went out to work.

Working as a construction worker in a new residential area, moving sand and gravel, and also doing part-time delivery and takeout work...

He did almost every kind of hard and tiring job that could earn him money immediately.

He had just returned from delivering takeout when he received his admission letter from Tsinghua University.

Amidst the envious glances and applause of other delivery drivers and bosses, he shyly accepted the weighty acceptance letter.

For this, the station manager even gave him a 500 yuan red envelope as an extra reward.

This 500 yuan red envelope is enough for Liang Yuhang's family to live on for half a month.

Despite his family circumstances, this thin boy never complained.

Instead, she tried her best to overcome all difficulties, helping her mother share the family burden while seizing every opportunity to read and study.

In the end, hard work paid off, and he was admitted to his dream university, Tsinghua University, for further studies.

He also became the top liberal arts student in the area with the highest score.

The reason Liang Yuhang chose the literature department was also because of a wish that had been growing in his heart since childhood.

That is, I hope to devote myself to the literary cause and use words to inspire more underprivileged teenagers like myself who come from impoverished families, to strive with all their might to grow up, and not to let the harshness of life crush their backbone and beliefs.

"Wang Yueheng? That name sounds familiar..."

While reading, Liang Yuhang heard the people around him talking and couldn't help but think to himself when he heard the name of the singer.

Perhaps I heard it from some girls who were fans of celebrities while I was delivering food or packages in shopping malls.

However, even now, Liang Yuhang is still using a brick-like button phone that he bought for 100 yuan. It's small and exquisite.

But it has no other functions besides making calls and sending text messages.

Moreover, aside from reading, studying, and working, he has almost no other form of entertainment.

Therefore, although Liang Yuhang knew that this new student named Wang Yueheng was a singer, he did not know what works the other party had.

I didn't have any expectations of being in the same class as this celebrity.

"Whoosh~"

However, just then, as another figure entered the classroom, a commotion suddenly broke out in the front row.

"No way?"

"We're really in the same class as him??"

"So handsome..."

"This doesn't make sense, he'd come to our regular class?"

The students, who were discussing university life, suddenly changed their tune and all looked towards the door.

This change also caught the attention of Liang Yuhang, who was looking down at his book, and everyone looked up at it.

A well-proportioned and muscular boy carrying a shoulder bag strode into the classroom.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the classroom windows and fell on the boy.

He was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, with a well-defined face and bright, deep eyes that seemed to see into the depths of people's hearts.

Despite the bustling surroundings, the boy exuded a remarkably serene aura, giving off a warm and charming first impression.

Even when she stands there quietly, her outstanding temperament is like a beautiful sight, making people want to take a second look.

It was Wang Yueheng, who had just rushed from his dormitory to the classroom to attend his first class meeting of university life.

He also carried a guitar on his back.

Amidst the complex gazes of the crowd, Wang Yueheng scanned the classroom and sat down in an empty seat in the first row near the wall, casually leaning his guitar against the wall.

"Well……"

The two girls sitting behind Wang Yueheng, who had just been discussing him, stared at his back in astonishment, their eyes wide, and looked at each other in disbelief.

I never expected to encounter such a pleasant surprise in my very first university class.