Although he is not very interested in sneakers, you can imagine that his sister would not buy him a fake pair.

He said, “It’s not fake.”

"Your accent doesn't sound like you're from Kyoto. Where are you from? What company do your parents run?"

Xu Zijun took two steps from the door, walked into the dormitory, and stood at his bed. "I'm not from Kyoto. I'm from Hunan Province. My parents don't run a company."

The yellow-haired man asked curiously, "What do your parents do?"

Xu Zijun pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and felt a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain.

He had been a good kid in school since he was young. Whenever someone asked him anything, he would always answer everything in detail. This was the first time, and he subconsciously remained silent, not knowing what to say.

The yellow-haired guy seemed to think that this was a normal problem for new roommates to get to know each other quickly.

Huang Mao took the initiative to say: "Brother Wen and I are both from Kyoto, and Brother Long is from Shanghai. My sister is a celebrity, his father is an executive of an Internet company, and Brother Long's family is engaged in the import and export of fruit trade."

Xu Zijun took a look and saw Brother Long, who was wearing a plaid shirt and playing games. When he had some free time, he raised his hand and greeted him.

Xu Zijun took a breath and said, "My parents are farming at home."

The man with glasses chuckled, "Dude, are you kidding me? The shoes on your feet are limited edition. There are only ten pairs in total. You may not be able to buy them even if you have money. Are you farming?"

His eyes looked Xu Zijun up and down, then he said with a lighter tone, "I'm just saying it casually, don't mind it."

Huangmao seemed to realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the dormitory. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and handed over a cigarette.

"Zijun, have a cigarette."

Xu Zijun had never smoked since he was a child, and his father didn't smoke either. Like his sister, he didn't like the smell of cigarettes since he was a child. He waved his hand and said truthfully, "I don't smoke, thank you."

Huangmao took back the cigarette and passed it to the other two people.

Soon, the dormitory was filled with smoke.

Xu Zijun had a smooth first day at school, but this time he frowned in frustration. The start of his college life was worse than he had imagined.

The dormitory had a balcony and a bathroom, so he pretended to go to the bathroom to avoid the smell of smoke.

After closing the bathroom door, the smell of smoke became much lighter, but the sound insulation effect was not very good.

Although they deliberately lowered their voices when chatting, they still squeezed in through the crack in the door.

The voice of the man with glasses: "I hate people who pretend to be cool. On the first day of school, he wore fake shoes. I am dying of laughter."

Soon, the person playing the game lost, the voice chatter went wild, and the topic turned to something else.

Xu Zijun looked up. The bathroom window was higher than that of a normal bathroom. It was very dark outside. Looking out of the window, he could only see a corner. In this corner, there was not even a star.

He thought of the starry sky at home at night.

The sky in Kyoto is not as beautiful as the one in my hometown.

He had wanted to hide from the smell of cigarettes for a short while, but now he didn't want to go out for the moment, so he took out his cell phone.

I just happened to see the message from his sister.

"How was school?"

He replied: "Very good."

Qingzhi: "Are you still used to it?"

He: “It’s just the first day here.”

Xu Qingzhi, who was sitting under the eaves of the courtyard, was speechless when she saw the message from her brother.

His brother always has the ability to talk people to death.

Not wanting to waste time talking, she simply transferred some money to him.

The next second, the transfer was returned.

The person with a white-haired anime avatar and the nickname "brother" replied: "Why are you transferring money to me?"

Xu Qingzhi gritted his teeth and replied: "I'm giving you money, why are you still asking?"

Brother: "No, my parents have already given me living expenses at the beginning of the school year. I have money."

Xu Qingzhi: "..." (End of this chapter)