September 15th, Monday.
This year’s first-years of the School of Business officially began classes.
The first sester of the first year had a relatively light schedule. There were a total of ten courses, of which only two were directly related to their major: Microeconomics and Introduction to Managent.
The rest were English, Chinese, Calculus, Computing, Physical Education, Marxist Philosophy, Mao Zedong Thought, and Ethics.
On average, there were two classes a day. Compared to high school days, it was like a vacation.
Especially since the professors barely monitored the students during class. Playing on your phone was perfectly fine. Grades relied entirely on personal self-discipline.
However, since it was only the first day of class, most first-years were still behaving well. Few were playing on their phones, let alone skipping class.
This period marked the ti when college students’ study habits were at their best, likely the peak of their academic diligence.
Especially with English. If they didn’t pass the CET-4 and CET-6 exams early, their English proficiency would only decline over ti.
“Brothers! Wake up!”
At exactly six o’clock, Xun Liang, awakened by his alarm, reflexively sat out and let out a yell.
Jiang Miao, who had only fallen asleep around two or three last night, was jolted away. He felt groggy and disoriented, and his eyelids felt as heavy as lead.
“What ti is it?” Jiang Miao mumbled as he buried his face under his blanket.
“Uh…” Xun Liang finally reacted and looked at the ti. “Six.”
“Damn it… We don’t have any classes in the morning.” Jiang Miao was speechless. “Let sleep a little longer.”
“Oh, right. I forgot.” Xun Liang rembered that they only had two classes in the afternoon today, so there was no need to wake up this early. “Then I’ll get so more sleep too.”
By this ti, Wang Xin had already gotten out of bed to wash up, and Chen Haoshang had long disappeared, having left early in the morning.
…
After sleeping in until noon, Jiang Miao and Xun Liang got up, and the three of them went out for lunch and prepared to go to class afterwards.
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Have you started class? Do you have your schedule? Send a screenshot.
While eating, Jiang Miao received a ssage from Senior Sister.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Why do you need my class schedule?
He had a vigilant expression, feeling that Senior Sister was up to no good.
If she knew his schedule, wouldn’t his daily whereabouts be completely exposed?
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: I’m your debate team leader. I need to know your class schedule so I can plan our etings. Otherwise, it will be a hassle if there are schedule conflicts.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Just for that?
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Are you doubting ?
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: The first-year schedule is the sa for everyone. If you don’t give it to , I’ll just ask your class monitor. Sa result either way.
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee:] Hurry up.
Jiang Miao felt a headache coming on, feeling that Senior Sister had him completely under her thumb.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: (Screenshot)
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Not bad. The schedule is pretty balanced. Looks like it won’t affect your writing.
[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: ???
[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: If you ever dare to use class as an excuse to take leave, you know the consequences.
Jiang Miao: “…”
Fuck!
Aren’t you going to let study diligently?
Isn’t it normal to take leave occasionally because I love learning?
Damn it!
Having a reader who knows you in real life is too tragic…
What’s even more tragic is that this reader has a higher status than .
If Su Huaizhou weren’t his senior sister, he would have long %￥#@%& her.
Forget it. A gentleman uses words, not fists. I won’t argue with Senior Sister.
“Brother Jiang, Old Wang.” Xun Liang looked at his phone while eating and suddenly asked, “Do the two of you know how to play basketball?”
Wang Xin shook his head. “No.”
Jiang Miao replied, “I can sort of play. Why?”
“There’s a basketball tournant for first-years. Our class is still missing one. Brother Jiang, are you in?”
“No, I’m too busy,” Jiang Miao rejected without hesitation.
He had his hands full with writing every day. How could he have the ti to play basketball?
“Co on, we’re just one short.”
“Aren’t there sixteen guys in our class? How can we not manage to get five together?” Jiang Miao asked, puzzled.
“Although what you said makes sense, the truth is that we still don’t have a full team after an entire weekend.” Xun Liang was speechless. “It’s , two guys from another dorm, and one guy from another. But no one in the last dorm knows how to play basketball.”
Jiang Miao said, “… That’s pretty sad.”
“We’re actually doing well compared to others. I heard Class 4 has seventeen guys, but only one of them knows how to play basketball. They had to team up with Class 7 and Class 8 to scrape together a full team,” Xun Liang said mockingly.
“…” The corners of Jiang Miao’s mouth twitched. “Is there really no one else?”
“We’ve asked everyone. Other guys genuinely don’t know how to play.” Xun Liang spread his hands.
“What’s the schedule? If it’s too troubleso, forget it.”
“Brother Jiang, are you really that busy? You’ve only joined the debate team, right?”
Beside them, Wang Xin kindly explained for Jiang Miao. “He and Senior Sister Su—”
“Shut up!” Jiang Miao urgently poked his chopsticks at his plate. “Prince, don’t talk nonsense! Senior Sister and I are just ordinary friends…”
“Brother Jiang, calm down.” Xun Liang laughed and tried to diate. He nudged Wang Xin with his elbow with a teasing expression. “Old Wang, you’re being insensible. Our Brother Jiang and Senior Sister are definitely just ordinary friends! They’re totally innocent.”
When Jiang Miao heard Xun Liang’s sarcastic undertone, he imdiately felt a toothache, but he felt explaining would only make things worse.
On the surface, his relationship with Senior Sister seed close, but it was simply because they were an author and reader.
However, Jiang Miao couldn’t explain it. After all, he had to keep his Peach Jam identity under wraps.
But now, his roommates were convinced that he had an improper relationship with Senior Sister. What should he do?
He hadn’t even had his first love yet. This misunderstanding was making him suffer a loss.
“Brother Jiang, so what do you think about the basketball tournant?” Xun Liang asked. “You can always go on dates with Senior Sister on the weekends, right? Our gas are scheduled during the public breaks on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”
“Senior Sister and I—”
“I understand!” Xun Liang hurriedly interrupted and chuckled. “You have nothing to do with Senior Sister! Nothing at all! So, about the basketball tournant, what do you think?”
“How are the gas structured?”
“It’s pretty simple,” Xun Liang said. “The Departnt of Accounting has four majors, making up thirty-two classes, so we’ve got about sixteen teams. It’s a knockout tournant, so a team will only play four gas at most.
“The matches are scheduled every week on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons.
“Basically, it’ll all be over before National Day.
“After the departnt’s basketball tournant ends, there’s still the school-wide basketball tournant, but we don’t need to consider that.”
After hearing this, Jiang Miao thought about it and felt it wasn’t too troubleso.
He used to like playing basketball in middle school, but he didn’t play much in high school, so his skills were pretty rusty.
Maybe they’d lose the first ga right away.
“Alright, I’m in, but I have a condition.”
“Go ahead.” Xun Liang patted his chest. “As long as you’re not stealing my wife, anything goes.”
“…” Jiang Miao was speechless. “I’m not into that kind of thing. Just don’t tell other people about and Senior Sister.”
“Of course. I’m the best at keeping secrets!” Xun Liang imdiately guaranteed.
“I really…” Jiang Miao was getting irritated with his attitude. “Senior Sister and I—”
“I understand. I understand everything.” Xun Liang chuckled and promised, “Brother Jiang, you have nothing to do with Senior Sister. I can testify!”
Testify my ass! Jiang Miao had just agreed to participate in the basketball tournant, but he was already thinking about going back on his word.
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