Reborn: Billionaire in College

Chapter 13 How to distinguish girls of different grades at a glance
Yan Yan's worldview was somewhat shattered. She couldn't understand why Zhou Guanghan called Chen Pingjiang "great uncle" when they were obviously the same age.

It is difficult for people who have not had similar experiences to understand the concept of a younger person having a higher generation. In some places along the southern coast, where traditional customs are preserved more completely, it is a rule that a person one level older in generation can crush a person to death.

Her face turned red, knowing that she had caused a misunderstanding, Yan Yan felt a little embarrassed. She said sorry hastily and walked away without paying any attention to Fan Xufei who was gasping in pain beside her.

"Senior Fan, right? It's all a misunderstanding. No fight, no acquaintance. Let me buy you a drink of water." Chen Pingjiang saw a bottle of mineral water on the ground next to him and handed it over with a harmless smile on his face.

Fan Xufei snorted angrily, this is my water, this is how you apologize, you bastard.

I was really embarrassed today. Not only did I lose face in front of the school beauty, but I also got beaten up. But we are all from the same school, so good days are still to come.

Watching Fan Xufei leaving, Chen Pingjiang smiled, put his arm around Zhou Guanghan's shoulders, and pulled the luggage towards the boys' dormitory.

"This guy will probably cause trouble for you in the future. When the time comes, don't fight with him. If you have any problems, come to me and I will handle them." Chen Pingjiang, who had grown up at this age, looked at Fan Xufei's face full of dissatisfaction when he left, and knew that he would cause trouble in the future. They were both young and energetic, and ready to fight.

Chen Pingjiang was not at all worried about Zhou Guanghan being bullied, but he was afraid that Fan Xufei would anger Zhou Guanghan and get him sent to the hospital.

After sending Zhou Guanghan to buy daily necessities, Chen Pingjiang first went to the boys' dormitory with his suitcase.

302 Dormitory.

When Chen Pingjiang entered the room, the other five people in the dormitory had already arrived and were busy spreading mats, hanging mosquito nets and wiping the table.

The reactions of the roommates varied. Some shyly greeted him, some said nothing when they saw him, and some were more proactive and came over to start a conversation.

When Zhou Guanghan finished shopping and was carrying his things upstairs to the dormitory door, he heard a burst of laughter coming from inside.

Chen Pingjiang's voice came, "The quality of the girls in the Sports College is OK, but I think it's not as good as the University of Finance next door."

"When you guys reported for duty, did you see a very pretty senior with a great body?"

"You mean the one wearing a white sportswear and a ponytail?"

"Yeah, you saw it too."

"I know she's very pretty. If there weren't a few seniors following her, I would have wanted to go up and ask for her QQ number."

"Just keep bragging. Aren't you afraid of being beaten up by the senior?"

"Don't be afraid of chicken feathers. Eighteen years later, I will be a hero again."

"I know the person you are talking about. He looks very familiar." This is Chen Pingjiang's voice.

"Really? Aren't you a freshman?"

"That woman's name is Yan Yan. Based on my experience, her breasts are probably 36D."

"Damn, Brother Chen, you have a keen eye."

"That's right. I usually don't look at faces, I only look at body shapes. This girl does have a nice body shape."

Zhou Guanghan stood outside the door and eavesdropped for a long time. Listening to his great uncle's eloquent bragging inside, he suddenly grinned and admired him very much. He was very shy and didn't have this ability.

When I pushed the door open, several people in the dormitory looked over.

"Who are you, classmate?" The speaker was Hu Kai, a native of Dongjiang. He was quite good at dealing with people. At first, he regarded himself as a local and was a bit arrogant. However, Chen Pingjiang was known as a social gangster, and he soon got these bad brothers to open up and gradually became familiar with each other. Some of them even affectionately called him Brother Chen.

"I..." Zhou Guanghan touched his head, not knowing how to introduce himself for a moment, "I'm from this dormitory."

"You've gone to the wrong place. Everyone in our dormitory is here." someone interrupted.

Zhou Guanghan suddenly felt a sense of NTR in his heart. This is my own dormitory and my roommates, why do I feel like an outsider?

"Yes, this is my great uncle. He accompanied me to register." Zhou Guanghan pointed at Chen Pingjiang.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise in the dormitory. "Damn, Brother Chen, you disguised yourself so well."

"What the hell, uncle?"

"He's not a human being. He came in and lied to us."

……

Zhou Guanghan was spreading mats and installing a mosquito net, while Chen Pingjiang was sitting on a chair and chatting with a few boys.

Seeing Chen Pingjiang smoking in a cool way, several students were envious. Compared with students from ordinary colleges, sports students are more arrogant and tough, and Chen Pingjiang's personality is more to their liking.

Before long they were talking about which movie number was better, where there were foot massage parlors in Dongjiang and how much they cost, and which one of 1912 was the most fun.

Chen Pingjiang talked about everything, as if there was nothing he didn't know about eating, drinking and having fun. Hu Kai, who was standing beside him, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Brother Chen, I'm a local, but you're not as familiar with me as you are."

"Take us to see it later."

"Okay, it's getting late, I have to report in." Chen Pingjiang put out his cigarette, threw it into the Coke bottle, and stood up.

The University of Finance and Economics also reports on the 1st. Although it’s okay to report one day late, it will be more troublesome to pay tuition fees.

"???"

"You're a freshman too. I thought you were a sophomore or junior."

Chen Pingjiang smiled and blinked, "Haha, I'm from the Finance University next door, come and play with me later."

"Damn, Brother Chen, you're not even from our school."

"You didn't even ask."

……

It was already past three in the afternoon when Chen Pingjiang arrived at the University of Finance and Economics. He paid the tuition and walked towards the dormitory.

There are many yellow, green and blue sunshade pavilions along the way, some from China Mobile M-Zone, some from China Unicom CDMA, some selling bicycles and daily necessities.

Jay Chou's song was playing on the speaker:
“In my territory
You have to listen to me
Harvest the music

Find happiness through hearing

In just fifteen minutes' journey, Chen Pingjiang was dazzled. He had to admit that the quality of the girls in the University of Finance and Economics was much higher than those in the Sports College next door, and their clothing styles were more varied.

There are more wolves than meat in science and engineering schools, but it is different in China University of Finance and Economics. Some departments may have more boys, but classes like Business English and Accounting are almost all girls. Sometimes there may be only one or two boys in a class. They are immersed in a sea of ​​flowers and have become national treasures.

With such a large base of girls, there are naturally a lot of beautiful girls.

As someone who has experienced this, Chen Pingjiang can clearly distinguish which grade these girls are in.

Most of the freshmen girls don’t wear makeup, love bangs, have medium-short hair, and almost never perm or dye their hair. They dress conservatively, don’t wear high heels, and look like ladies.

Sophomore girls developed their own dressing style, started perming and dyeing their hair, wearing high heels, and wearing various jewelry.

In addition to paying attention to their attire, junior girls will definitely wear makeup when they go out, which is what distinguishes them from sophomore girls.

Senior girls bid farewell to the immaturity of freshman year, and have the temperament of sophomores, plus the maturity and stability of junior year, adding exquisiteness and delicacy, dressing more formally and more adult. Of course, it is also difficult to see seniors in school.

In four years, girls' skirts became shorter and shorter, and their heels became higher and thinner.

(End of this chapter)