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After being sent off by Jiang Xiuqin and informed, Wu Huang went back to his dormitory on campus.

The dormitory is not big, but it has a living room and a bathroom. It looks like a small apartment, but it is the simplest kind

When Wu Huang returned to the dormitory, he saw that the two bunk beds were filled with birthday supplies and books.

In the dormitory, three middle-aged men and women were making the bed for their son.When they saw Wu Huang coming in, their movements slowed down, and then greeted Wu Huang with a smile.One of the aunts smiled and said, "Young man, you live here too!"

Wu Huang smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, yes! Hello everyone, my name is Wu Huang, Kou Tian Wu, Huo Huang Huang." He nodded to the others while talking, and then looked at the three Boys in the same dormitory.Then he walked towards the iron canopy bed that was unmade.

"You are Wu Huang? This year Nantian Provincial Science College Entrance Exam champion?" One of the boys raised his head abruptly, showing an incredulous look, as if he hadn't thought that the college entrance exam champion would sleep with them

At the same time that the boy cried out in shock, other people also looked at Wu Huang.The other two boys didn't seem to have thought of it either, and their eyes were somewhat shocked.As for the three middle-aged men and women, while shock flashed in their eyes, there was also a hint of kindness.My son will definitely grow up if he shares a dormitory with such a classmate!This is actually a normal thought that many parents will have.It's like children are very annoying when they are with dubious people, but they are very relieved when they are with people with good academic performance, even if they go out to play.I always feel that playing with classmates with good grades will improve the grades of my own children.

Wu Huang smiled and said, "This is all in the past, and you don't have to worry about it."

The boy who screamed before stood up and said, "My name is Yang Cong, Mu Yi Yang, and Er Zong Cong's nickname is Onion. I'm very glad to be able to share the same dorm with you for the next four years!" More people are also afraid of strangers, and they can talk to anyone they catch.

The aunt who asked the question before turned around and smiled, "I am Yang Cong's mother. Since we are so destined, we can live together. Otherwise, I will treat you to go out for a lunch at noon!"

The other two men laughed, "How can I make you spend money! I'll ask for it!" The fat middle-aged man looked at Wu Huang, pointed to a thinner boy who hadn't spoken before and said: "This is my son Gong Jiebei, I hope you can take care of him in the future!"

The middle-aged man asked for a treat, and the other one would naturally not remain silent, and also asked him to treat him.However, Wu Huang could tell that, except for Yang Cong's family, none of their families were considered very wealthy.Whether you have confidence, whether you are living the life of a rich man can sometimes be easily analyzed by looking at the appearance.

For example, that fat middle-aged man, Wu Huang can feel his occupation by grabbing a breath from him.There is also the middle-aged man who spoke at the end, with thick hands and big fingers. It seems that he often does rough and heavy work... But Wu Huang can tell that the blood of this middle-aged man surnamed Zhao is much stronger than ordinary people , at least two or three times more than that fat middle-aged man surnamed Gong.

But their clothes are not good. It is not easy for such a family to send their children to school.Just like when Wu Huang's adoptive parents sent him to school.

However, Wu Huang didn't say that he was a treat, but smiled with the three roommates, turned around and spread the quilt on his bed.Although I didn't intend to live here, but I wanted to make myself feel more comfortable.

"Student Wu, didn't your parents send you to school?" The aunt made the bed for her son Yang Cong, picked up the broom, and started sweeping while asking.

Wu Huang smiled and said, "They come and go! Anyway, I can do it by myself."

"Mom! Don't sweep it, it's full of dust. We will sweep it ourselves later." Yang Cong said as he took the broom from his mother's hand and put it aside. It’s so big, why do you need to send it! But you just don’t worry!”

When the son said this, the aunt didn't think it was disobedient, she laughed, and picked up the water bottle to boil water.

Wu Huang looked at the pair of mother and son, and became thoughtful. Is it really just that the aunt is worried about sending Yang Cong to the academy?There should be reluctance in it!Well, in addition to reluctance, there should be a little pride, proud that my son can come to such a university... Is this also a kind of affection?

The mother's reluctance and the son's desire to fly seemed to be the mother's unilateral emotion, just like Principal Li's own unilateral emotion for the club he once founded.

The difference is that the son is a person and the club is a thing.People have souls, even if they don't understand now, but one day, this love will be rewarded, but the club is just a dead thing, where does the dead thing come from?What kind of return can Principal Li get for his efforts?

Love doesn't seem to need anything in return...

Like family affection, like love...

Just when Wu Huang's thoughts were flying, Yang Cong's mother said to Wu Huang: "Student Wu, don't be sad. If you miss your parents, just give them a call! Is this your first time going out?" It seemed Seeing Wu Huang's silence, with a bewildered look on his face, Auntie asked very concerned.

Being disturbed by others, Wu Huang could only smile wryly.But I was a little strange in my heart, whether I had lost my temper, why I always got stuck in this corner and couldn't get out.Artistic conception is something that cannot be completed overnight.

So he collected his thoughts and said with a smile: "That's not true. I have left my parents to study since high school, and I am used to the life in the dormitory!"

The aunt smiled and nodded, looked at the watch on her wrist, and said with a smile: "It's late, let's go to lunch now!"

In fact, it's only a little past ten o'clock now, but Yang Cong explained with a smile: "My mother has to catch the afternoon bus and has to go to work tomorrow. In fact, she doesn't have to come..."

That being said, everyone naturally has no opinion.Moreover, Wu Huang could tell that those two middle-aged people were actually not people with a lot of time.

One of them packed up and went out.Three middle-aged people walked in front, Wu Huang, Yang Cong, Gong Jiebei, and another Zhao Xing walked behind.

Yang Cong is taller, even taller than Wu Huang. He is very sunny and talks a lot.Zhao Xing and Gong Jiebei were relatively silent, but Gong Jiebei's figure was thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, giving people a very weak feeling.Zhao Xing is different from the two of them. Although Zhao Xing's figure is not as tall as Yang Cong, his muscles are very strong, which should have been honed since he was a child. The blood in his body is stronger than that of Yang Cong. many.Wu Huang reckoned that if Yang Cong and Zhao Xing were to fight, Yang Cong might be beaten all over his head.

And Zhao Xing's silence was obviously pretended deliberately, his smart eyes and Gong Jiebei's diffuse eyes are two different extremes.

Gong Jiebei is a relatively introverted person, but Zhao Xing is definitely not as silent as he appears on the surface.His silence should be a process of adapting to the new environment.Just like a wild beast, when it comes to a new environment, it will always look around vigilantly, and if there is any disturbance, its hair will suddenly explode.In Wu Huang's view, this Zhao Xing is such a beast.

It can be seen that this Zhao Xing has practiced martial arts, but it is not internal strength. At best, he is just the most ordinary physical trainer, not even a physical trainer.Compared with Wu Huang's first-class qi cultivator, there is no comparison at all.In Wu Huang's eyes, everything about Zhao Xing is invisible.

"Zhao Xing, have you practiced martial arts?" Wu Huang asked with a smile.

Zhao Xing glanced at Wu Huang and said, "How did you find out?"

Wu Huang laughed and said: "Because I have also practiced, your walking posture and lower body are very stable. This kind of stability cannot be seen by ordinary people, but people who have practiced can feel it very easily." The three middle-aged men and women in front sneered, and said, "Look at your father and Uncle Gong, what's the difference in their gait? When Uncle Zhao walks, he doesn't shake his shoulders or shake his body. It's completely different from Uncle Gong. ..."

Hearing what Wu Huang said, Zhao Xing's eyes brightened slightly, he looked at Wu Huang, and said, "Look for an opportunity, let's practice!?"

Wu Huang was startled, then he laughed and said, "Okay!"

"Wu Huang!"

When the four of them were walking to the school gate, suddenly, a shout came from the side.

Wu Huang and the others turned around to look at it naturally, Yang Cong was stunned, Zhao Xing was also stunned, but Gong Jiebei was stunned for a moment, and soon recovered, then blushed and lowered his head.

Wu Huang looked at the owner of the shout. Murong was walking up with some receipts and some documents. Seeing the three people beside Wu Huang, he naturally smiled at them and said, "You guys It's Wu Huang's roommate! Hello!" She said as she stuffed the things in her hand to Wu Huang, and said: "These things are the receipt proof of the previous registration, um, you take them away... "

"This thing is useless!" Wu Huang frowned, but still took it away, folded it casually, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Wu Huang, this one is your girlfriend?" Yang Cong glanced at Wu Huang, then looked at Murong, and said, "I'm Wu Huang's roommate, named Yang Cong."

Murong naturally chose to shake her head and said, "We are just ordinary friends!"

Yang Cong laughed and said, "Ordinary friends, oh! I understand! We are going to have dinner, and you come too!"

Just as Murong was about to refuse, the mobile phone in Wu Huang's pocket rang. Wu Huang took it out and found that it was Wang Shiying's call, so he frowned slightly, "Officer Wang, what's the matter?"

"Are you free? The Liu family wants to see my boyfriend, that is you!"

"I... When did I become your man..." Wu Huang glanced at Murong while talking, swallowed the words, and finally said: "No time!" Then he cut off the phone .

And hearing Wu Huang's words that were trying to cover up, Murong snorted softly, glared at Wu Huang, turned and left.

Seeing this situation, Yang Cong and others showed a clear look, and Yang Cong even stabbed Wu Huang, saying: "If you don't catch up, you are really awesome!"