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After taking a shower, I scanned the QR code on the notification letter.
Welcome to the new student group! Please change your nickname according to your student ID and class.
So, I looked at the group name and my student ID on the notification and changed my nickname to Economics Class Zhao Lun.
Just as I finished changing my name, a few familiar faces appeared in the chat.
Economics Class Lin Mu Xi: Welcome, Zhao Lun!
Economics Class Hu Yao (the most handsome in the group): Welcome, Zhao Gongzi, how about sending a red envelope?
At first, I was wondering which major Lin Mu Xi and Hu Yao would choose, but now it was clear—they were both in this one. I even spotted a few classmates from high school; I didn't expect they had also applied to Hu University.
Who does the most handsome in the group think he is?
So, I quickly followed Hu Yao's lead and added a note to my name: "The Most Handsome in School!" Satisfied, I returned to the chat window to prepare to send a few red envelopes to liven things up and make myself familiar among the new students. To my surprise, a red envelope was sent out immediately, and the group became lively. A counselor and our future mentor, Xuejie, joined the group, and everyone scrambled for the red envelope except for that Xuejie, who sent it out.
Wow, wow, wow! Xuejie is generous!
Ten thousand bucks!
Is this Xuejie really that rich? Coming in with such a big red envelope!
Then I looked at her name and was stunned.
Economics Class Ouyang Zhirou!
What the heck! Ouyang Zhirou is also studying Economics and is my Xuejie!
Next, Ouyang Zhirou did something that left the entire group filled with question marks. After sending out that big red envelope, she immediately sent me a personal red envelope with a message saying: "Welcome, my dearest little junior!"
Not only my classmates but even I was filled with questions looking at my phone—what was she up to? Soon after, Lin Mu Xi also sent me a personal red envelope with a message: "Dear Zhao Lun, I don’t have much pocket money left; this is all I have for you!"
While Lin Mu Xi couldn't compare to Ouyang Zhirou in terms of wealth, she still gave me all her money. If it were someone else, they would surely be touched. But I had a dark expression on my face—what were these two ladies up to?
It didn’t take long before the quietness was shattered again. The voices in the group grew louder against me; one was the so-called goddess of Economics, Ouyang Zhirou, and the other was a rising star among Economics goddesses—both had been snatched by this little guy named Zhao Lun!
Zhao Lun, give me back my goddess! Wuwuwu!
Zhao Lun, Dad, please! Did you cast a spell on them or what? Teach me your ways; I'll call you Dad for life!
"Zhao Lun, where do you live? I’m asking you, where do you live! I want to bring you some local specialties."
As for the best solution right now, it’s simply to avoid it altogether! I set my phone aside and climbed into bed. The moment I lay down, a wave of comfort swept over me. There’s nothing like sleeping in my own bed; I couldn’t help but sigh in contentment.
Lying there, I remembered something. The Welcome Party is the day after tomorrow, so I might as well move tomorrow. After all, that place is closer to the academy.
A new group of people, new things, and a new life are about to begin.
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