Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 13 Return to Tianxiang Tower

Gai Qingyun, who had watched the erotic drama, made the final decision: "Let's sell these mobile phones tomorrow. The kind that sell second-hand mobile phones under overpasses and underground sidewalks can still be exchanged for some money to meet the needs first."

Yan Qing is getting used to it more and more.

The "two people" locked the car door and returned to the dormitory with the bag of mobile phones.

It is said that this Tomb Raider Wuling Hongguang is still very new, maybe because of the investment in this project, and the meter only has a few thousand kilometers.

It seats eight, but the last row of seats was removed to store various tools.

The refitted and enlarged batteries and inverters are also very new. The electric hammers, electric drills, and electric shovels that can be driven are brand-name imported goods that are very old in quality but operate with very low noise.

Metal detectors are also extremely powerful, and ordinary equipment does not have so many dense antennas.

European goods worth over RMB 2 are incomparable to items worth several hundred yuan.

Gai Qingyun finally found out on the Internet that this was a high-end product with a remote positioning system.

In other words, just by holding it and turning it around in all directions, you can screen out which side has the strongest metal sensitivity.

Then guide them step by step to get closer, and then use the iron ring detector to wear earphones on the ground to listen to the underground sound wave response. The maximum depth can reach 30 meters!

No wonder he could confirm his position so accurately on that vast farmland.

Scientific and high-tech tomb robbing techniques!

Gai Qingyun didn't even dare to tell the prodigal brother such miraculous skills.

Fortunately, Yan Qing also really looked down on Gu Shangflea's old profession. Apart from being a little obsessed with digging out the old house, he had no tendency to take the initiative to rob the tomb.

So those things were wiped down and hidden under the reinstalled seats and in the trunk.

Looking inside just from the car window, it looks like a relatively new empty car.

If it hadn't been for signing up today and being allocated a new dormitory, Yan Qing, who was very curious about cars, would have slept in the car.

Gai Qingyun still advised him to go back to his dormitory to get to know his classmates, as he had classes tomorrow.

Mainly because he was curious.

But the experience was definitely different from any college he had attended.

Because after all, the sports academy is still a place that relies on physical fitness, stamina, and physique to make a living.

It is very common for students to be overwhelmed by their natural strength in the first year of high school.

Therefore, the power of the upper grades is much stronger than that of ordinary colleges.

Students were also active and active. Before lights out at night, the corridors were full of people training with arm strength machines, tensioners and other simple equipment, stretching on the corridors, and setting up mobile phone cameras to live broadcast boxing practices.

In this kind of atmosphere, freshmen often behave with their tail between their legs.

But "Gai Qingyun" is not.

The more than a thousand freshmen who have just come to register now know that there is an outstanding person in the rehabilitation therapy major, and they dare to challenge the wrestling master in the sports training major as soon as they enter the school and register!
And also won.

This is what sports are like. Other sports will only gloat over misfortune, spread it widely, and take advantage of the situation to teach their new students: "If you have the ability, come and play. We are fair and just. Show your [-] meters or triple jump!"

"Come on, our boxing profession is waiting for you to challenge..."

So when Yan Qing returned to the freshmen dormitory, there was a large group of upperclassmen hanging around and chattering, "Who else can you challenge in the wrestling major, have you signed up for the Youth Games, etc."

Wherever they went, all the freshmen dormitories crowded towards the door, cautiously looking over to see the absolute leader of the grade, walking down the corridor like a review.

Witnessing this moment also left a deep impression on everyone.

If it were Gai Qingyun himself, he would be terribly cramped.

But with the same body, Yan Qing is very familiar with it. He neither pretends to be dignified nor hides his guilty conscience with a playful smile. He just smiles openly, leaning forward to listen, occasionally making eye contact with the admiring freshmen on both sides, and also A little nod.

Mad, you can actually make people feel flattered!

He is nothing yet.

Even those senior students were a little confused when they returned to the dormitory: "Damn, he really looks like a boss. I feel very comfortable with him and want to work with him!"

"When you say it, I also think it's like the spring breeze blowing on your face to convince others with virtue!"

"Yes, yes, he is the most convincing with his virtue, hahaha, but why did he major in rehabilitation therapy?"

That's right, no matter how awesome you are in the sports academy, it still depends on your major.

No matter how strong your performance is in majors such as track and field and swimming, it will be difficult to convince other majors.

Only boxing, fighting, and wrestling are the arts of beating people that can best convince people with virtue.

I didn't expect that a popular figure in an unpopular category would appear now. It's so rare.

Of course, when Yan Qing walked into his dormitory, the other five students in the six-person room looked at him cautiously. They were even more surprised that he had no luggage except a backpack?You can’t even see a laptop, which is the most common thing among college students nowadays.

It was Yan Qing who was approachable and had a casual chat. He knew that none of the five students were sports students, but they were not in the same major as him. He left his doubts to Gai Qingyun and he fell asleep soundly.

Those five boys, who were not very strong, had to stand on tiptoes when they went to the toilet in the middle of the night the night before their college career began, for fear of being smashed into pieces.

The next morning, he ran as usual and went to the cafeteria surrounded by a large group of senior students after morning exercises. He had not applied for an IC card before, so Yan Qing had been eating for several days, and he didn't care.

Now if you continue to mess around, other people take it for granted.

Maybe his Liangshanbo hero freeloading attitude is too easy for people to accept.

Of course, there was also Gai Qingyun’s beep in his earphones: “Can you tell me a joke? I still feel a little embarrassed to eat for free every day.”

Yan Qing’s face is full of me eating them, I can’t stand it!

But it was also provided based on the material in the headphones: "I just came to college. It reminds me that when I was a kid, the teacher asked us to use this and that to make sentences. The elementary school students said this is a kitten and that is a puppy..."

The charm is that even if he is just reciting a joke from the headphones, he will tell it casually with one leg on the chair next to him, but it will not make people feel rude, only indescribably chic.

Not to mention the table full of boys, even the girls passing by couldn’t help but slow down.

Listening to his seriousness: "Junior high school students will say, this is the Drunkard Pavilion, and that is Yueyang Tower. High school students will say, this is the firefly that I have never forgotten, and that is my ten-year long meditation. As for college students, this, that , two more meals!”

This guy is a master of telling, learning and singing that even Song Huizong and his concubine can be made to laugh together.

He didn't smile so casually and gestured so casually, the whole table was already crowded with boys and girls and they all burst into laughter.

Others would just crane their necks to ask, what, what, what he said...

Some people are like this, as if just changing their shell can't hide their interesting soul.

But wasn't this joke made by Gai Qingyun for him?

Yan Qing didn't even understand what this joke meant, but the way he showed it made people laugh and like it to death.

So much so that when he arrived at the teaching building after dinner, the senior students who were shouting at him almost went to the rehabilitation therapy major with him.

But I still poked my head at the classroom door and almost dropped my heads!

Most of the people inside are buzzing and chirping in white coats!
There are one or two hundred people!
Yan Qing was also stunned for a moment, am I returning to Tianxiang Tower?

Gai Qingyun was already stammering excitedly: "Right, right, go to the right, we sit in the second row on the right..."

Yan Qing glanced at the relatively pure and pretty faces on the right, what about the second row, and walked directly to sit next to the girls.

Also sideways for easy shoulder camera viewing.

Gai Qingyun couldn't help but scream, "I just wanted to see, why are you so direct?"

He didn't even believe what he said.

The girls were like sparrows that exploded in the threshing floor. Under the noisy flapping, they fell down in pieces and continued to chatter and look at them.

The door was crowded with senior students. At this time, they all exclaimed that Gai Qingyun really dared to think and do!

Doesn't it mean that he is not a womanizer? Why is he suddenly so obsessed with women?

It seems that there is still a high demand for this color.

Some naughty ones reminded me from a distance: "You should pay attention to your physical condition and don't lose your virginity prematurely..."

Sure enough, it attracted a lot of yelling!
Snap, the middle-aged teacher who came from behind hit him on the head with a handout without hesitation: "If you dare to disrupt the teaching order again, I will ask your professional leadership to punish you!"

The physical education students were still afraid of this and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

The teacher walked in and looked around: "Gai Qingyun, who is Gai Qingyun? Stand up and let me see."

Yan Qing was still stunned for a moment. The earphones were already urging him, and he stood up, triggering a wave of delicate laughter.

By the way, how good are the scores of girls who take physical education exams? So it is definitely different from the atmosphere of those who are busy studying. A lot of buzz must be spreading, I know, I know this boy, I will give it to you...

The teachers are very satisfied. They have seen too many students, which ones are mediocre and which ones are naturally aura-like, and it is so clear.

"Okay, let me introduce to you. This is the college entrance examination score No. 160 among the 1 freshmen in the three majors of our Department of Medical Health this year. Gai Qingyun. According to the usual practice, we first appoint student cadres according to their grades. Gai Qingyun You will be responsible for the job of grade president. It seems that you have served as a student in high school. Then you can continue to form new members of the professional team. It is now [-]:[-]. I will have a meeting. You can arrange it. Go to the main building. The teaching and research office will receive teaching materials and teaching aids, and each major will get to know each other. At ten o'clock sharp, we will all go to the indoor gymnasium for the freshman meeting, is that okay?"

Most of the time, Yan Qing took Li Kui with him to perform special tasks, restricting and supervising each other.

Occasionally, when there was a big battle, he would bring five hundred swordsmen to sneak attack, outflank the retreat, or specialize in collecting property in the chaos of war.

There is no problem with this small number of people, but why are most of them women’s soldiers?

Moreover, he was never responsible for training soldiers. At most, he helped Senior Sister train her maids.

Are you going to choose a concubine for Mr. Gai?
(End of this chapter)