The Poor School Heartthrob Was Secretly a Financial Titan - Chapter 41
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Han Xuetao felt increasingly uncomfortable staying in 218.
It was so familiar to him that it disgusted him.
In my previous life, I slept in a numbered bed; in this life, I’m in college and I’m still sleeping in a numbered bed?
Absolutely not.
He stood up, picked up his bag, and walked out.
Go downstairs, retrace your steps, and find the Geology Department’s welcome station.
The senior student was still there, head down, organizing materials. Han Xuetao walked over and stood in front of her desk.
“Senior.”
He Hui looked up, saw it was him, and her eyes lit up: “Hey? It’s you, what’s up?”
Han Xuetao put the form on the table: “I want to change dorm rooms.”
“Isn’t 218 good? That’s a six-person room, facing south.” He Hui paused for a moment, suspecting that her junior didn’t understand, and explained on purpose.
Han Xuetao shook his head: “I want to live with my classmates. Li Jing and Yu Xin are in room 203, I want to switch places with them.”
He Hui glanced at him, hesitating to speak. After a moment’s hesitation, she finally said, “203 is an eight-person room, facing north. Are you sure?”
Han Xuetao smiled and said, “It’s alright. I’m young and energetic, and it’s cooler in the north. Plus, there are more people around, so it’s more lively.”
He Hui opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.
She looked down at the registration form, found column 203, and looked up at him: “Really changing it?”
“Really change it.”
He Hui sighed, picked up a pen, crossed out 218 on his form, changed it to 203, and signed her name. She handed the form back: “Okay, go ahead.”
Han Xuetao took the order and glanced at the signature: He Hui.
“Thank you, Senior He.”
He turned and left.
He Hui stared at his retreating figure for a few seconds. Li Xiaojuan, who was next to her, came over and nudged her with her elbow: “Hey, what are you daydreaming about? He’s gone.”
He Hui looked away and continued organizing the materials.
Li Xiaojuan suppressed a laugh and lowered her voice: “It’s rare for me to be in love, but the junior doesn’t appreciate it. He doesn’t want to stay in a six-person room, but insists on squeezing into an eight-person room.”
He Hui rolled her eyes at her: “It’s not like I don’t have guys chasing after me. You’re talking like you’ve never seen a man before.”
Li Xiaojuan laughed out loud: “I’ve never seen anyone so handsome.”
He Hui ignored her.
Li Xiaojuan added, “You’re blinded by lust; be careful someone doesn’t cause you trouble.”
He Hui looked up: “Who’s picking on me?”
“That guy with the upturned nostrils, the one surnamed You,” Li Xiaojuan gestured with her chin. “He came with a note asking for a dorm room, and you said there weren’t any left. Then he found out there was an empty bed. Won’t he hold a grudge against you?”
He Hui snorted: “He’s late, what’s it to me? I asked the counselor about the dorm assignments, I didn’t break any rules.”
Li Xiaojuan shrugged: “That’s only if people are reasonable with you.”
He Hui said nonchalantly, “Whatever. I’m already a junior in college, what can a freshman like him do to me? Do you think I’m expecting his family to arrange a job for me after graduation?”
…
Han Xuetao, carrying his bag, pushed open the door to room 203.
The room was filled with smoke. Yu Xin and Li Jing, each with a cigarette in their mouths, were facing the window, puffing away. They were both a little surprised to see him come in.
Yu Xin was the first to react, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and tossed one to him: “Brother Tao, you’re here to drop by so soon?”
Han Xuetao took the cigarette and walked into the house: “I’m not just visiting, I live here too.”
With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Li Jing stammered, “Don’t you live in 218?”
“That wasn’t good, so we switched it over.”
Yu Xin was skeptical and stood up to walk outside: “How bad is it? I’ll go see.”
Han Xuetao didn’t stop him. He took Li Jing’s torch, lit it, took a puff, slowly exhaled, and said lightly, “It’s been a long time since I’ve smoked. It’s a bit pungent, I’m not used to it.”
Li Jing, who was watching him from the side, suddenly said, “Why are you saying this so calmly?”
Han Xuetao glanced at him: “What did you say?”
ââHavenât smoked in a while.ââ Li Jing mimicked his nonchalant tone. âWhy couldnât I have come up with that? Thatâs quite a show of bravado. I thought I was good at it, but compared to those four words from you, Iâm a whole level below.â
Han Xuetao smiled but didn’t reply.
The door was pushed open, and Yu Xin rushed in, looking incredulous: “Brother Tao, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about ‘bad’?”
Han Xuetao looked at him.
Yu Xin gestured: “Over there, 218, a six-person room, facing south, even the bunk beds are more luxurious than ours! The room is about ten square meters bigger, and the aisle is spacious! And here?” He gestured in the narrow aisle, “If you get a little fatter, you can’t even squeeze through!”
He looked at Han Xuetao with suspicion: “Why didn’t you stay over there? Why did you come here? Don’t try to fool me.”
Han Xuetao threw his bag onto the upper bunk by the window: “Why would I lie to you? I’ll be living here from now on.”
He looked at Yu Xin and said, “If you think it’s a good place, then go for it. Just tell He Hui, the senior student who helped with the registration; she’s very easy to talk to.”
Yu Xin shook his head repeatedly: “They might not be so accommodating to me. Forget it, I’ll just stay here. I’m not cut out for that.”
…
After settling into his dormitory, Han Xuetao went back to his home behind the Provincial People’s Hospital to retrieve his bedding and personal belongings.
From now on, I’ll live at school most of the time and go back to visit on weekends.
By the morning of September 3rd, dormitory 203 was completely full.
Eight people, all here.
Besides Han Xuetao, Li Jing, and Yu Xin, five more people arrived one after another. Beds were taken one by one, and luggage was piled up, making the originally spacious eight-person room suddenly packed full.
The tallest was Zhao Jiang, who was tall and strong and looked like a sports student, but his skin was exceptionally white, like a peeled egg.
He came in, grinned at the people in the room, and introduced himself: “The bright moon shines over the great river, my name is Zhao Jiang.”
Yu Xin stared at him without blinking.
Zhao Jiang felt uneasy under his gaze and looked down at himself: “What’s wrong?”
Yu Xin said, “How did you manage to be so strong and fair-skinned? Were you out by the river in the middle of the night, letting the moonlight shine on you?”
Zhao Jiang looked completely innocent: “I don’t know either. People often ask me this. But my dad isn’t like this, and neither is my mom. I don’t know why I’m like this.”
The room was silent for a second.
Han Xuetao, Li Jing, and Yu Xin exchanged glances, unsure of what to say next.
If this topic continues, it will lead to ethical issues. Meeting a new classmate for the first time is inappropriate.
After hesitating for a long time, Yu Xin finally managed to say, “This question… is a bit profound.”
Li Jing said, smoking a cigarette, “They might teach it at the medical school.”
Zhao Jiang sighed, walked in, and put his luggage on the bed: “I thought about taking the medical school entrance exam. My score wasn’t high enough, and it requires five years of undergraduate study, plus a master’s degree. I can’t handle that.”