"It's not really about giving advice," said Feng Li, who has a mild temperament. "We've all been looking forward to your arrival ever since we found out we'd be sharing a dorm room with you."
“Of course, who can mentor a national champion like you?” Zheng An walked over and tried to put his arm around Ji Yuzhi’s shoulder, but couldn’t reach him.
He lowered his head and compared the two of them in height. Although he was 174 cm tall, which wasn't tall for a guy, he shouldn't be too short to reach someone's shoulders. "May I ask how tall you are, boss?"
"185, what's up?" Ji Yuzhi glanced at him sideways.
"I'm impressed. He's completely outclassed. How are we supposed to find a girlfriend with a roommate like Ji Yuzhi? All the girls are being fooled by him. Ugh~~~" Zheng An seemed like a restless and goofy person.
"I used to think that my score of over 600 was very high, and I could walk around with my head held high in front of my family. But ever since my mom saw the news and saw our brother Ji's grades and appearance, I can no longer be so smug at home."
"I feel like you'll be my nightmare. You're the kind of kid everyone else envies."
Zheng An covered his head.
"You should rest for a bit." Feng Li laughed. "Let Yu Zhi make the bed and put away the luggage first, then we can have a meal together?"
“Absolutely.” Zheng An climbed up: “Come on, Brother Ji, you can live on my head.”
"Hmm?" Before anyone could question him, he started to doubt himself: "What? On my head? That's weird."
Ji Yuzhi's berth was directly opposite Zheng An's, so it's no wonder he said that.
Zheng An's silly appearance even made the taciturn Zhao Zeyuan laugh.
"Shouldn't we have a ranking system for our dorm too?" Zheng An chattered restlessly as he made his bed. "I'm so envious of the dorm leaders in TV dramas. Finally, it's my turn to go to college. Hahaha..."
“Okay.” Feng Li nodded.
"So what do we divide them by? Age?" Feng Li asked after looking around.
"Holy crap, Brother Ji is actually the youngest among us? You only came of age this year? This doesn't make sense!" Zheng An cried out, clutching his head. He was a whole year older than Ji Yuzhi.
Here, he and Feng Li are both a year older than Ji Yuzhi, while Zhao Zeyuan is the same age as Ji Yuzhi, but he is still three months older than him.
"I just can't bring myself to call Boss Ji 'little brother.' Is God trying to mess with me?"
"How about we divide them by academic performance?" Feng Li tentatively suggested.
“I think it’s great, Brother Ji is definitely the leader. So what’s your score?” Zheng An asked Feng Li.
"689".
Zheng An was speechless: "Where's Zeyuan?"
"704".
"Holy crap." Zheng An was depressed: "How did I, a 657, end up at the bottom? God is going to kill me."
Zheng An alone enlivened the atmosphere of the entire dormitory.
While he was howling, Ji Yuzhi had already made the bed. The bedding was provided by the company, which saved him the trouble of buying it separately and made things more convenient for him.
"Wow, are all you top students this experienced at making beds?" Zheng An felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart again. He'd been making the bed for two whole hours, either the blanket was on backwards or he couldn't find a corner of the blanket.
"I'm used to it." Ji Yuzhi smiled, the first one to appear, though it was very soft.
At home, he's the one who changes Tian Tian's blankets. The little girl is delicate and needs her blankets changed every week, and he's gotten used to it over the years.
Feeling utterly devastated, Zheng An silently made up the bed sheets.
Finally, Feng Li couldn't stand it anymore and climbed onto Zheng An's bed to fix him.
Zheng An was won over by his actions of making the bed and hugged him, howling, "From now on, you're my second boss!"
"Get up." Feng Li pushed him away in disgust, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Zheng An isn't actually ugly, he's just a bit short. Feng Li is the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd, but the longer you look at him, the more pleasing he becomes. As for Zhao Zeyuan, he's good-looking, but he's too quiet and doesn't have a strong presence.
Ji Yuzhi could get a general assessment of everyone's personality just by glancing at them when he entered the dormitory, and now he has figured it out.
He was also somewhat relieved that there weren't any troublemakers in his dorm.
The group didn't go far; they went straight to the school cafeteria.
Although it was past dinner time, there was a small canteen at the Capital Foreign Language School that offered à la carte service, which was available at any time, though it was a bit pricey.
The group had just started school and were flush with cash, so none of them cared about a little extra money. Besides, even the most expensive schools couldn't be that expensive.
While eating, Zheng An couldn't resist introducing the other people in the dorm to Ji Yuzhi: "None of us are in the same major. Ji is a bilingual major in German and French, right? I'm studying Spanish, Feng Li is studying Japanese, and there's another top student in our group, Zeyuan, who was the top scorer in his province and studies Russian."
"So diverse?" Ji Yuzhi was also surprised; he thought they were all from the same profession.
After all, he hadn't looked at anything about admissions or majors when filling out his college application; he just applied to whatever he wanted. There was no possibility of him not being admitted, so he had no such worries whatsoever.
“Yes, that’s how it is at our school. The largest language major has only eleven people, like Feng Li’s Japanese major. A bilingual major like yours only has seven or eight people.” Zheng An, who knew the most, said, “The school believes that the fewer people there are, the more specialized the learning will be.”
"But don't blame me for not warning you, Boss Ji, there's a super fierce professor in your German department who doesn't show any mercy to his students. You'd better be prepared to get yelled at." Zheng An was kind of looking forward to seeing that scene.
Ji Yuzhi smiled faintly.
"What are you laughing at?" This time, it was Zhao Zeyuan who spoke up after being silent.
"It's nothing." Ji Yuzhi raised the corners of his lips: "Being scolded? That's not going to happen."
"I admire your domineering presence." Zheng An's eyes were full of admiration: "I can't hide my fanboy identity anymore."
“But I did hear that the teacher Zheng An mentioned is feared by all the students in the school,” Feng Li added. “And it’s said that the bilingual major is extremely tiring. Many students who applied said they wished they could die.”
"So tragic?" This was something Zheng An had never heard of before.
"Yeah, not only do we have twice as much homework as others, but we also have to endure twice the torment. And there are even people who have dropped out of our school."
"Tsk." Zheng An shook his head: "Luckily, my grades weren't good enough, otherwise I would have been full of ambition back then."
Zhao Zeyuan turned to look at Ji Yuzhi, who was calmly drinking soda water: "Aren't you worried?"
"What are you worried about?" Ji Yuzhi put down the water bottle. "There's only one thing that can ever make me worry."
"What? Which one?" Zheng An was extremely curious.
Ji Yuzhi smiled mysteriously: "It's a secret."
It wasn't until a month later that the three roommates truly understood Ji Yuzhi's question: "What are you worried about?"
At that time, he was greeted by three roommates who admired him so much that their legs went weak.
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