Chapter 325: Not very pleasant

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Not very pleasant In the evening, while Jin Ling was washing up, Feng Yiping said to Huang Jingping, 'You were sleeping when Xiaozhi came that day, and afterwards, I was so busy that I forgot to tell you.'

'I know, it's okay,' Huang Jingping actually thought in her heart, I don't want to know this, I want to know the other one.

'Oh, yes, Jinju applied to come and see what it's like in the north. Isn't there a big military parade this year? She wants to come and see the excitement. I agreed, and she'll be here next month.'

'Really?' Huang Jingping asked happily, and Feng Yiping nodded affirmatively, 'That's great!'

So happy was she that she didn't ask what she and Feng Wen would do when Wang Jinju came to the capital and they were separated.

The next morning, Feng Yiping got up at 6am and went to school.

He didn't rush to the dormitory. After leaving the car park, he carried a small bag and held another bag in his hand. He walked slowly in the place where he would spend the next three or four years, barring any unexpected events.

The early morning of Tsinghua University was quiet and peaceful. There were no noisy crowds. The old buildings and trees quietly exuded their charm in the morning sun.

Some teachers and students are already exercising early in the morning, and there are also some students on the sports field, probably the older students exercising. However, most of the place is still quiet.

The freshmen must have found it all very new and exciting yesterday, but by now they are probably still asleep, while the older students are probably still up late chatting.

As for most of the older students, this is the best time of their lives after a decade of rigorous high school education and before decades of hard work. Many of them can sleep in until they naturally wake up, except for the month before exams, of course, so there are more people sleeping at this time.

Sometimes, you can see classmates riding past on their bicycles. Cars can't go everywhere on campus, and Huang Jingping had wanted to tell him to buy one, but Feng Yiping had refused. He didn't have many opportunities to walk now, so it was good that he could walk.

The dormitory building had slowly come to life. Some students were carrying thermoses to get water, while others were still blank-faced, carrying washbasins and towels to the bathroom to wash up.

At this time, the smell must be the strongest upstairs. Feng Yiping sits by the flowerbed downstairs, taking out a box of milk and steamed buns from his bag and eating them. He leisurely smiles and waves at the students who pass by. Most of us, when we're in our own territory, don't like to smile. When a lot of people look over and see him smiling back, they quicken their pace and hurry past.

But when we travel to other places, we seem to greet strangers we meet with a smile. What is the reason for this? Does anyone in the dormitory study psychology or philosophy? You can ask them later.

'I will be responsible for hygiene for the next two days, and tomorrow it will be the second person's turn. In the first few days of the semester, I guess the instructors will come more often, so as not to leave a bad impression just after arriving at the university. What do you all think?'

'Okay, no problem,' the five of them have already got up and are tidying their beds.

Feng Yiping walked in with a smile, 'Good morning, everyone. I'm Feng Yiping.' He placed the bag he was carrying on the table in the middle, 'I don't think you've had breakfast yet, so I brought you some steamed buns and meat buns, as well as milk. You're welcome to try them.'

'Hello, Yiping!' Jin Bao came up to him and shook his hand. 'I'm Jin Bao. I'm the oldest in the dormitory, so you can just call me Lao Jin. You didn't come to the first dinner yesterday, which was a bit uncool!'

Feng Yiping said, 'A person like him, who is always smiling, is no ordinary person. He shook his plump hands, "Hello, boss, didn't I apologise to everyone early in the morning?'

'Hello, Yonggao," he greeted the only roommate he had seen yesterday.

'Yiping, you're so open-minded. I was worried about lining up at the cafeteria,' Liang Yonggao said, greeting him. He went over and picked up a meat pie and put it in his bowl, and then took a carton of milk. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

'Come, let me introduce you,' Jin Bao took his hand and walked behind Yan Zhida, "this is Yan Zhida, the second in the family,'

'Hello Zhida," Feng Yiping said, extending his hand.

Yan Zhida was still bending over to tidy the bed, smoothing out the crumpled sheets. Naturally, he saw and heard these movements, but at this time, he did not turn his head, but continued to carefully smooth out the creases, very focused, as if he were concentrating on an experiment.

'Er, Er,' Jin Bao called out twice before Yan Zhida slowly turned around. Feeling that he had shaken the shelf enough, he looked at Feng Yiping's outstretched hand. He was just about to say something with a smile while also extending his hand, but Feng Yiping reached out to Han Guiliang next door, 'Hello roommate, I'm Feng Yiping,'

'Hello, Han Guiliang, from the Department of Engineering Mechanics. Thanks for the breakfast,' Han Guiliang was holding a carton of milk and drinking from it, and on seeing this, he hurriedly extended his right hand for a handshake.

'One family, no need for two households,' Feng Yiping laughed and patted the back of his hand.

Yan Zhida was now embarrassed. The smile on his face froze, and he only half-extended his hand. Seeing that they were having a warm exchange of greetings over here, and the rest were gathered around the table eating the breakfast that Feng Yiping had brought, Yan Zhida went sulkily to get his own lunch box. 'I'm going to the cafeteria. Does anyone want to come with me?'

'Isn't there some here?' Jin Bao pushed him to the table. 'Yiping bought it. There's milk, buns, and meat patties.'

'I don't eat meat in the morning,' Yan Zhida didn't even look at the food on the table, "I'm going to the cafeteria, do you guys want to bring anything?" He knew that no one would go with him, so he had to settle for second best.

'This is enough,' no one wanted to agree with him, 'then you guys enjoy your meal,' he smiled and walked out, but before he reached the bottom of the stairs, his face had already sunk.

Feng Yiping completely ignored this, face is given by others, but if you trample it under your feet, then who is to blame.

It's not even that serious, but to play mind games and try to weigh people up at the first meeting is a bit much. He thinks too highly of himself, as if everyone has to revolve around him.

He doesn't want to inquire about Yan Zhida's background. So what if he comes from a wealthy or high-ranking family?

He is saying hello to his last roommate, Lu Wenqing. He is from the northern Shaanxi highlands. Speaking of this name, it's still okay now, but in a few decades, it really won't be a good word. I wonder if he will want to change his name then.

'It's near the revolutionary holy land, you must have seen the pagoda mountain often!' In fact, Feng Yiping later travelled all over the country and once went there to pay his respects, but at this time it was a topic that seemed to bring the two closer together.

Liang Yonggao, who was not tall, happened to come from the northeast, and at this time he interjected, 'Do you really live in caves there? Is it comfortable?'

This kid, really doesn't know how to have a pleasant chat, of course it's just a measure taken according to local conditions, there's no other way, who wouldn't want to live in a nice house.

'By the way, Yiping, you weren't here yesterday, but we've already arranged the seating order. What year were you born?' Jinbao asked.

'1980,'

'Me too. What month were you born?' Liang Yonggao asked eagerly.

'March. What about you?'

'June,' Liang Yonggao said with some disappointment. "Haha, Yiping is the eldest, and Yonggao, you'd better just be happy to be the youngest," Jinbao laughed.

This Feng Yiping really didn't matter, as long as he wasn't the second eldest.

'Yiping, don't worry about it. The second child is like that, but he's actually a nice guy. He was just really busy.'

'I know, it's fine, I won't hold it against him.'

But he'll hold it against you if you handle it like that, Jinbao thought to herself.

To be honest, Feng Yiping really didn't care about these petty thoughts among classmates.

In fact, people of different ages have this kind of guile or scheming.

The most senior of these are of course the leaders of a country, who are calculating for the whole country, for example our country. In popular terms, they are always 'playing a very big game.'

Children also have some petty calculations, but what they are calculating for may be a candy or a toy in the hands of other children.

Middle school students also have calculations, always thinking about their grades being higher than the few students that the teacher values, getting the pretty girls in the class to look at them a few times more, or reporting on the top students to damage their image in the teacher's mind.

As for university students, of course there are those who do, like Yan Zhida, who may want to act like a big shot and recruit a few followers. Of course, he may have been used to doing this in high school.

But for Feng Yiping nowadays, such goals are a bit childish. He now employs nearly a thousand people at least, and he is still concerned about his hometown. Yan Zhida's petty tricks are childish to him, just like those kindergarten kids. Of course, he doesn't care at all.

As for whether Yan Zhida cares about anything, he doesn't have the heart to care. It's not that you have to get along well with everyone to get a dorm room, it's enough to unite the majority. Besides, after military training is over, there's no way he'll still be staying in the dormitory.