After saying goodbye to his parents, Wang Ce could finally go back to his dormitory and relax.
The first day of college was completely hectic.
After entering the information, getting the student card and canteen card, dividing into dormitories, buying bedding, it was already afternoon.
As for my parents, they flew to Beijing for a trip. The couple is really in love.
"Your brother has picked us up. We are going to Tiananmen Square in Beijing. Son, mom is still playing and I won't tell you anymore!"
Before Wang Ce could reply, his mother hung up the phone.
It's fake to send yourself to school, but it's real to go on a trip.
But with his brother here, Wang Ce is not worried about his elder brother being cheated.
My elder brother graduated from the military academy and is now serving as a soldier in a unit in Shangjing, where he is a captain and company commander.
But my academic performance is not good. I only scored more than 300 points in the college entrance examination, so I am now studying in a junior college.
My father is a veteran, and the two brothers have been trained as soldiers by my father since elementary school.
While the children were playing shuttlecock and round cards, the two brothers were crawling on the ground to learn tactics. While they were reading extracurricular books, they themselves were memorizing tactics.
It's not without its benefits. The two brothers have been the leaders of the school since they were young. They never lost a fight and never failed to please their parents.
What puzzles Wang Ce the most is that his brother’s grades have always been very good even though he doesn’t study much either.
For a long time, Wang Ce suspected that his brother was secretly studying behind his back.
It wasn't until his brother was admitted to the military academy that Wang Ce believed that there were differences between people.
Once my eldest brother leaves, I will suffer.
Seeing that his academic performance was not good, his father asked him to practice Sanda and cool running. Wang Ce felt that his height of only 178 cm was probably caused by practicing too much.
Wang Ce was originally going to be sent to join the army after graduating from high school, but his brother said that graduating from college would be good for becoming a non-commissioned officer, so he enrolled in a junior college.
"Brother, are you also a freshman in Logistics Management (6) class?"
The voice behind him brought Wang Ce back to reality. He looked back and called him "good guy."
The person who entered the dormitory was a fat man wearing a purple robe, with hair tied high and fair skin, and he was carrying half a gourd on his back.
Next to him were several large mesh plastic bags, which were uniformly issued by the school to hold quilts, a large black school bag, and a brown suitcase.
At this moment, the fat man was panting, obviously exhausted.
"Yes, my name is Wang Ce, and I am also a freshman. Brother, are you a cosplayer?"
Wang Ce went up to help him, and the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was used to it.
"My name is Ge Ji, a professional Taoist priest, the kind with certificates, the kind of deity who is immeasurable to his uncle. Now there is a stupid temple leader in the Taoist temple. He said he doesn't have a college degree. All of them go down the mountain to practice."
"You think I'm a Taoist priest, why do I need a diploma?"
Seeming to be quite angry, the fat man slapped the wooden bed in the dormitory. The bed, which was originally a little skewed, somehow returned to its original position.
Wang Ce's eyes suddenly condensed, what a strength!
The wooden bed in the dormitory is made of solid wood. It can be moved three to four centimeters laterally with just a slap. This requires skill and skill.
"Me too. There is nothing to learn in vocational colleges. I just come here to get a diploma so that I can serve as a soldier in the northwest region!"
Wang Ce raised Ge Ji's suitcase to the cabinet above his head with one hand, speaking calmly and deliberately pretending to be nonchalant.
They are all young at heart, who is not competitive?
Sure enough, Ge Ji's eyes also changed slightly. He knew how heavy his suitcase was. Wang Ce's skills were also not simple.
I couldn't help but secretly think to myself, the man in front of me has two brushes. Even though he is handsome, he is still so powerful.
After cleaning up, it was already afternoon, and the number of people in the class group was no longer increasing. There were a total of forty-six people.
One of them is an instructor, and the other two are small classes, served by senior seniors, whose role is somewhat similar to that of a class teacher.
At least for now, the group has always been organized by two people.
In the afternoon, no one came to the dormitory yet. The old dormitory manager came over to inform them that they were the only ones in the dormitory.
Wang Ce was going to treat Ge Ji to a meal, but there were no special snacks in the school. He could only eat a bowl of instant noodles with added ingredients at the instant noodle bar next to the supermarket.
"The School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering is actually on a mountain. Master Dao, I just went down the mountain and went up another mountain!"
Ge Ji's food was delicious, and his outfit was quite strange, attracting many people's attention.
Some people even took out their mobile phones and secretly took photos and videos.
"Ge Ji, what do you study as Taoist priests? Do you know how to exorcise ghosts or use talismans?"
Wang Ce is still quite curious, and he still believes in these things more or less.
After all, when he was practicing Sanda, he also involved hard qigong and ancient fascia training.
"There are Qi nourishing techniques, but they are not suitable for fighting. It can only be said to have the effect of prolonging life. As for the ghost exorcism talismans, these are compulsory courses. Anyway, the teachings are the same as the real ones, but I have never practiced them."
Ge Ji looked around and lowered his voice.
"I think the most useful thing is Feng Shui! It's also the one I've studied the most. To be honest, I relied on the stars to determine a few acupoints!"
Relying on the stars to rob tombs? Wang Ce felt that Ge Ji was bragging. After all, this was a bit super-cognitive, but he didn't say anything when he saw through it.
"Then why are you carrying a ladle? Don't Taoist priests all use whisks and mahogany swords? Is it for alms?"
Wang Ce even thought of Ge Ji squatting in a bustling business district and begging with a ladle when he was in poverty.
Ge Ji smiled mysteriously, and then the old god spoke.
"In ancient times, the person who carried a sword was called a swordsman, and the person who carried a sword was called a swordsman. Why do you think I carry it?"
Wang Ce was thoughtful, and then his expression became brighter. A prostitute who carries a dildo?
This fat man looks fair and clean, but he is actually a big slut inside. It seems that this girl's six impure roots are an insult to the Taoist. No wonder he was kicked down the mountain by the Taoist temple.
In the evening, after they finished exercising, they started looking at beauties on the school website. Some of the school's most influential people looked familiar.
Some interest groups were also listed, and finally the two came to a unified conclusion.
"I want to join the school's martial arts club, not for anything else. I, Ge Ji, simply like to exercise!"
"I don't even want to expose you. If the president, Tang Wenjun, wasn't a top beauty, would you go to the martial arts club?"
Under the martial arts club's registration post, the two left messages stating their resumes and reasons for joining.
I have to admit that Tang Wenjun is a typical oriental beauty, with thick facial features and very distinctive bone structure.
Judging from the photos alone, she is definitely a goddess who brings disaster to the country and the people.
On the first day of school, the two were so excited that they couldn't sleep. They kept browsing the school's information. After browsing their own school, they started looking at the official website of the undergraduate university in the same city.
"Pancheng College is worthy of being an undergraduate. Take a look at its official website, and it's all about technology and learning skills! It's not like us, except for the handsome guys and beauties, they are just games."
Ge Ji lay on the bed, full of envy, but both of them were bad students, so naturally they had no chance to get an undergraduate degree.
"Conjectures about global white fog!"
Wang Ce clicked on a post from Panda Science and Technology Society and felt that the views in it were very novel.
About two months ago, a white fog swept across the world, causing a huge sensation.
Because no one knows where this white fog came from, nor what kind of force caused this global natural scene.
At that time, many people even preached doomsday rhetoric and began to hoard supplies.
However, the simple white fog did not endanger your health, so it did not cause greater riots.
Up to now, although there is still a certain amount of white mist in the air, the people have become accustomed to it.
But this article stated that the white mist comes from the moon, and that there are a large number of active factors in the white mist, which can promote metabolism.
"Ge Ji, aren't you a Taoist priest? What do you think of this white mist?"
"I don't have any insights, but my master said that there will be a huge change in the world soon. Let a few of our disciples with deep blessings go down the mountain to practice and seize the opportunity."
Drowsily, Wang Ce fell asleep at some point.
There is a faint white mist in the air, rolling under the moonlight and penetrating into every corner.
