Jian Yunxi felt sorry for Lu Yang. He wondered how his body could handle being busy until so late every day.
It’s clouds, not the moon: I just finished washing up and went to bed, but I haven’t slept yet.
Lu Yang: Then wait for me for a few minutes, I'm going to take a quick shower.
It’s Cloud, Not Moon: Ok, don’t be anxious, I’ll wait for you.
Jian Yunxi's phone rang. She was afraid of disturbing her roommates' rest, so she went directly to the balcony and closed the balcony door.
"Hello, Lu Yang."
"Yunxi, I'm so sorry. I always see your messages very late."
"It's okay. Are you busy with the game? I understand."
Lu Yang felt even more guilty when he heard Jian Yunxi's words. She was always so considerate.
"Will we have military training tomorrow?" Lu Yang and his team will have military training soon, so he and Shi Dongdong have been catching up on the progress these days, trying to get the program done as soon as possible.
"Our military training is before the summer vacation. I don't know why, but the instructor said we should go get new books tomorrow, then rest for two days, and classes will officially start next week."
"That's great. We'll start military training next Monday, for three weeks!"
Ah, Jian Yunxi was extremely surprised. Why did the military training take so long? She remembered that the military training in high school only lasted for a week.
Lu Yang also asked Jian Yunxi how he got along with his roommates and his classmates.
"I think everyone looks good. You know, many of the students in our department are top scorers in the college entrance examination."
"You are also the top scorer!"
"I'm not. I'm far behind others."
"You are. Not only are you the top student in liberal arts in our school, but you are also the number one in my heart."
If Lu Yang saw Jian Yunxi's current appearance, he would definitely not be able to help but kiss her.
When Jian Yunxi heard Lu Yang's praise, her eyes sparkled brightly, and her originally fair cheeks instantly turned red, just like the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in spring, delicate and moving.
"How did you learn to be so smooth-talking?"
Lu Yang also climbed onto the bed. No one in their dormitory had rested. Cao Shuchen was chatting on the phone with his girlfriend, Shi Dongdong was still taking a shower, and Wang Pu was busy playing games.
Lu Yang lay relaxedly on the bed. Jian Yunxi's voice was clear and lively, instantly dispelling all his fatigue.
"You know, when the class leader election was going on, two people from our dormitory participated. My other roommate and I didn't know who to vote for, so we had to vote separately."
"In the end, a boy won the class monitor election. Fortunately, someone from our dormitory won the election for the league secretary."
"And you know what..."
Jian Yunxi's voice was full of energy and wit. She narrated a simple incident in such a vivid way that Lu Yang was fascinated.
"Yunxi, tell me more. I want to hear it."
Jian Yunxi could hear the fatigue in Lu Yang's voice. "Okay, Lu Yang, it's just the beginning of the school year and there's nothing much to do. I'll share more with you later. I think the most important thing for you right now is to rest."
"Yunxi, Yunxi..."
Jian Yunxi heard the tenderness in Lu Yang's voice, as if he was calling her in her ear.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yang sent his four-year career plan for college.
Freshman: Learn programming languages, such as C++ or Python, and improve programming skills through online courses and practical projects. Pass the CET-4 test.
Sophomore: Take courses such as artificial intelligence, software engineering, and database principles; join a research laboratory. Pass the CET-6 exam.
Junior year: National College Student Computer Design Competition, systematic review in preparation for postgraduate entrance examination.
Senior year: graduation thesis, postgraduate entrance examination.
Jian Yunxi compared them and found that the two people were very similar in general.
In addition to learning professional knowledge and theory, daily social practice is also very important, and the ultimate goal is to take the postgraduate entrance examination.
Jian Yunxi and her roommates had breakfast in the cafeteria near the dormitory building. She ate a meat bun and drank a bowl of millet porridge.
Guo Xinyue ate a pancake but was disgusted: "It's not authentic. I will definitely take you to Tianjin to eat the authentic ones in the future."
Huang Miao’s breakfast is a bowl of plain noodles. It is said that she has been eating noodles for breakfast since she was a child and she is used to it.
"Aren't you tired of it?" Jian Yunxi remembered that when she was a child, there was a time when her father was on a business trip and her mother didn't know how to cook at that time, so she cooked plain noodles every day. She was fed up with it.
"It's not greasy, it's delicious, and it has noodles and soup, how great."
Jian Yunxi admires Huang Miao so much.
Sun Qimiao still hadn't come back, so she sent a message to Jian Yunxi asking her to help get the books.
They had 6 professional books in total, luckily there were not many, so Jian Yunxi took them and put them directly into her backpack.
They also have an English placement test in the afternoon, and they are told that only those who rank in the top 50% in this test can take the CET-4 test in the first semester.
Jian Yunxi was not afraid, after all, she was very confident in her English.
Sun Qimiao finally arrived before the exam. She was sweating profusely and carrying two large bags in her hands.
"Oh my god, I'm so tired."
Seeing this, Jian Yunxi quickly turned on the electric fan in the dormitory to let her cool down, which touched Sun Qimiao deeply.
When she finally recovered, she started taking things out of her bag.
"Jian Yunxi, this is for you. Huang Miao, this is yours, Guo Xinyue, this pile is yours."
The three of them looked at each other with the gift boxes in their hands.
"What is this? You can't accept expensive gifts. My mother said that you can't accept gifts without merit."
Huang Miao didn't know what to do.
"Don't worry, it's not expensive. It's Daoxiangcun's pastry, a specialty of old Beijing. I'm just being a good host!"
Sun Qimiao came out of her aunt's house and happened to see that the Daoxiangcun next door had started selling goods. She would never buy from there under normal circumstances, but she almost lost her life in order to let her roommate taste the authentic Daoxiangcun.
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