Monday—classes officially began.
Yesterday, the class monitor had single-handedly delivered all the male students' textbooks to the dormitory, and the class schedules were finally distributed.
Back in senior year of high school, Lin Nan had always heard things like "there are fewer classes in college," "college is more free," and "you can play around all you want in college." Except for the second point, college wasn't actually that different from high school.
Looking at the schedule, college had only five classes per day, but each class was basically two hours long. Adding it up ant leaving at eight in the morning and returning to the dorm at eight at night, with two hours for lunch break and thirty minutes for dinner.
Fortunately, in the sophomore year schedule, every Tuesday afternoon was free. Usually, there were only two morning classes on Tuesdays, with afternoon and evening ti used for various activities like basketball tournants and hygiene inspections.
Although Lin Nan had already been in college for a whole year, he could na fewer than ten classmates. The rest just looked familiar—the type where you couldn't match nas to faces at all.
Having grown used to staying up late and sleeping in during sumr break, suddenly having to wake up at eight for class was quite an adjustnt. Lin Nan climbed down from bed sluggishly, yawning as he searched for the textbooks needed for morning classes.
In the dorm, only Chen Yao was up. The other two were still snoring thunderously.
"Are they not planning to get up?"
Lin Nan pulled off his loose shorts, bare-legged as he searched the wardrobe for today's pants.
He usually slept in the t-shirt he planned to wear the next day, with loose shorts as pajama bottoms. So every morning he only needed to change pants before heading to class. With daily showers in the hot sumr, changing t-shirts daily kept them from getting too dirty anyway.
Chen Yao glanced at the two on the opposite beds, but his gaze unconsciously fell on Lin Nan's legs.
Although he was used to seeing Lin Nan's legs before, looking at them this ti stirred sothing in his heart.
Those legs were so fair, slender yet slightly fleshy, the texture...
He coughed lightly, afraid of being swayed that way, not daring to look up further as he quickly averted his gaze.
Thinking back to the crossdressing incident, he helplessly sighed in his heart: I really do like pretty things, not just won.
Chen Yao could barely control his gaze as he grabbed his towel and hurried to the balcony.
Lin Nan sensitively noticed Chen Yao seed to be avoiding sothing, but looking around, he found nothing unusual. After changing into pants, he went to wake up Tu Junhui and Xiong Da.
"Tutu, Bear! You'll be late if you don't get up." He patted their pillows, and seeing no response, had no choice but to handle his own business on the balcony first.
"What ti did those two sleep?"
Arriving at the balcony to wash up alongside Chen Yao, Lin Nan asked curiously.
"At least three or four in the morning? When I went to bed at two, they were still playing." Chen Yao casually glanced at Lin Nan, then asked in surprise, "Have you gained weight?"
"I don't think so?"
"You missed a spot."
Lin Nan looked down, his mouth twitching, face embarrassed yet trying to act natural as he explained: "Maybe it's because the AC temperature was too low and I got cold."
"Oh." Chen Yao finished washing up and squeezed past Lin Nan from behind with his toothbrush cup and towel.
By the ti the two had finished washing up and putting on shoes, ready to leave, Tu Junhui and Xiong Da had just woken up. Afraid of being late, Lin Nan said goodbye and followed Chen Yao to the classroom.
The university was bustling again after the long break. Just after eight in the morning was when most students had class. Walking out from the dormitory entrance onto the main road, you could see groups of students erging from various dorm buildings, gathering on the roads with chatter and laughter as they headed toward the teaching buildings or cafeteria.
This was a large class combining both their Class 1 and Class 3 from the sa departnt and major. When they reached the classroom, most of their classmates had already arrived. The two went straight to the back row and sat down, waiting for the course instructor.
Glancing around, sitting in front were classmates from the neighboring dorm room. Those dormmates occasionally visited Lin Nan's room, and they often played five-man teams in gas together—their relationship was pretty good.
In front of them was a row of girls. Lin Nan wasn't familiar with any of the girls in his class—he had never even spoken to them and couldn't recognize most of their nas.
The classroom was a double-column lecture hall with steps. The left column was for Class 1 students, the right column for Class 3. When Lin Nan first attended class here last year, he had thought this stepped classroom was high-end, but now it seed lacking—not even air-conditioned, freezing in winter and sweltering in sumr. Most of the ti, having class in this type of room was torture.
A classmate in the front row turned around, about to call Chen Yao to play mobile gas, when he caught sight of Lin Nan. His face imdiately lit up with a smile, "Bro Nan, have you gotten more handso?"
Finally soone who knew how to talk!
Lin Nan was imdiately delighted, nodding confidently: "Yeah, more handso!"
"Your skin is definitely better than last sester."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Lin Nan glanced at Chen Yao beside him. Only his dormmates had such poor taste, always saying he'd gotten prettier and such.
"Your eyes seem bigger too?"
"Of course!"
"I never noticed before how handso you are, Lin Nan. With a bit of styling, you could be the campus heartthrob. You just don't know how to dress up, otherwise how could anyone else be the campus heartthrob instead of you?"
"It's not that extre, right?"
Lin Nan was blooming from the praise, forcing himself to be modest, but couldn't stop smiling. Chen Yao looked up and snickered: "Co on, Zheng Xiang, stop buttering up Nan Nan. His gaming is worse than yours now—having him boost your rank would probably tank it instead."
"Chen Yao, how can you talk about my god like that! My god just isn't in good form!" Zheng Xiang fawned over Lin Nan again, "Right, god?"
"I'll help you reach Platinum in a while!" Lin Nan patted his chest and promised solemnly, having lost his bearings from all the praise.
"Thanks, god! All hail god!"
Chen Yao couldn't be bothered watching their foolishness anymore. He took out his phone and asked Zheng Xiang: "Weren't we going to play Honor of Kings? I'm logged in, invite ."
"Sure."
Lin Nan had never been very interested in mobile gas, and besides, they already had their five-person team. With nothing to do, he sprawled on the desk and curiously looked toward the Class 3 column.
His major was Graphic Design, with a perfect fifty-fifty gender ratio in his class, while the neighboring Class 3 clearly had more girls, who also seed to dress up more than the girls in Lin Nan's class.
Scanning around, Lin Nan's gaze suddenly stopped on the back of a girl's head in the front row.
Although he couldn't see her face, that heart-racing feeling surged up again, making him feel dizzy.
Wait, they had shared classes with Class 3 last sester too, so why hadn't he ever felt this way before?
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