Faced with Ling Zhen's question, Yang Junjie gave his answer. The wealthy young man in yellow clothes said with a smile: "That's the house number of our dormitory, 3701. Aren't you going to enroll in school soon? I'm sure You have to have a place to live, right? Instead of looking for a house elsewhere, it would be great to live with us. There are only four of us in the dormitory, and including you, Brother Ling, there are only five of us, so it won’t be too crowded. of."
Ling Zhen thought for a while, "It's not impossible. Then I have to thank Mr. Yang... Mr. Yang for his help."
Yang Junjie waved his hand cheerfully and said with a nonchalant smile: "What does this mean? It's just a little bit of selfishness on my part. My father is the vice principal. I just need to inform him about anything."
Gao Fei, a swordsman in white clothes standing next to him, couldn't help but said: "I'm talking about Mr. Yang, not you. No matter how high your father's status is, there's no need to include the sentence 'My father is the vice principal' in every three sentences." 'Well, I can almost hear Cocoon coming from here."
Yang Junjie raised his head and burst into laughter. He laughed and said, "Isn't it a good thing to have calluses on your ears? Then if you, Fei, hear any unpleasant words in the future, they won't have any impact. You are immune to all poisons. Isn't that good?" ? It seems that I will have to repeat that sentence as many times as possible in the future, haha!"
Gao Fei curled his lips, helpless.
After all, in terms of words, he, who is recognized as the "number one martial arts idiot in the academy", is too stupid to be able to defeat the kid named Yang in front of him.
You are handsome and everything you say makes sense.
At worst, I won't argue with you.
Yang Junjie grinned and asked, "I'm going to take Young Master Ling back to the dormitory, will you come back?"
The person being asked this question was naturally the sword cultivator Gao Fei who had just emerged from Kunyu's belly.
Gao Fei in white thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll go back with you. I've just finished practicing here today. I just want to go back and take a shower, and then I can go to eat."
Four people, including Mr. Yang's personal bodyguard Wang He'an, left the dragon boat on Kun Lake and rushed to a place to stay on the island.
There are no less than 500 officially registered students in the Shang Academy.
There are four dormitories, three for men and one for women.
Only Building 4 is a dormitory for girls, while Buildings 1, 2, and 3 are all dormitories for boys.
Yang Junjie and Gao Fei live in the third dormitory building, located on the seventh floor, in the first room near the stairs, so the house number is "3701".
After arriving at Building 3, Yang Junjie asked bodyguard Wang Hean to go back to the security booth to rest first.
Ling Zhen found out after asking.
It turns out that the tall, thin old man in plain clothes is not only Yang Junjie's personal bodyguard, but also the "security guard" of the four student dormitories. He can also be called the "dormitory manager."
Quite a bit of power!
As long as someone dares to make trouble in the dormitory, Wang He'an will immediately stop him and resolve a conflict.
Major issues to minor ones out.
He entered room 3701 with Gao Fei and Yang Junjie.
As soon as he entered the room, Ling Zhen couldn't believe the environment in the dormitory.
It's not because it's too luxurious and magnificent inside.
On the contrary, the dilapidation of this house was far beyond what Ling Zhen had imagined!
Even the furnishings of the room in my former vassal's house are very... no, not even one hundredth or one thousandth of it can compare with it!
The walls were dusty and the floor was full of scratch marks.
The wooden materials of the upper bed and lower table gave people an unsafe feeling, as if just jumping on the bed a few times would make the whole bed collapse!
Fortunately, there is still something to be thankful for.
Although the interior walls, tables, chairs, dormitory beds, etc. are all extremely dilapidated, it does not feel overly sloppy and dirty and is relatively tidy.
Moreover, with some simple decorations such as curtains, bedcloths, table stickers, etc., it is still just a little bit eye-catching, and it is not so bad that it is uninhabitable.
Ling Zhen looked at the scene inside the house with a lot of emotions in his heart.
Is this Shang Academy really so short of money?
How is it possible? That is the place guarded by Zhuge Jielu, the great emperor of the human race. There is no reason why he would be so poor and corrupt, right? !
Yang Junjie's next explanation slightly dispelled Ling Zhen's doubts.
"The house is a little bit dilapidated... to be precise, it's very dilapidated. This is the result of my father and Teacher Cao discussing it and putting forward opinions to the principal. This situation has been maintained for a long time, and there is nothing I can do about it. Tell me what it is. Remember the hardships and think about the sweetness, and pay attention to the principle of 'this is a humble house, but my virtue is warm', so that we can live a good life in a poor and poor environment, which is conducive to tempering our character and becoming a sage as soon as possible. "
Yang Junjie said as he walked, "Well, it's not just our room. The other dormitories have the same structure. The floors, walls, and wooden beds are all extremely cheap. No matter how cheap an inn is, they are probably cheaper than It’s better to come here…”
Gao Fei also gave the answer, and said slowly: "In fact, it is understandable. Which of the students in the academy is not the proud son of heaven from all continents and countries? There must be no shortage of money in the family, and they are used to living a pampered life. Coming here to eat some hardships is indeed good for sweet thinking, can sharpen your mood, and improve your ability to withstand stress... I don’t know whether I will become a sage, but I do agree with the proposals and measures of Vice Principal Yang and Teacher Cao."
Yang Junjie looked sad and said without tears: "I think back on that time, I slept on the golden lacquered bed of exquisitely carved Longyang wood, and had sweet dreams all night long. Ever since that evil plan came down, , the bed was dismantled and replaced with this kind of rotten wooden hard bed. My back hurt from lying down, and I felt like I hadn’t had a good dream all day. I really got over it! My dad is good at everything, just sometimes. Damn it, you are so ignorant..."
Then he turned to Gao Fei, a swordsman in white clothes, and said: "You, Fei, have been practicing swordsmanship diligently over the years, and you have already been used to the hard life, but have you ever thought about the feelings of people like me? Alas, don't even talk about it, just go from extravagance to You won’t understand how difficult it is to be frugal. It’s so painful that life is worse than death. I haven’t eaten in the cafeteria for several years and it makes me want to vomit just looking at it. Only Ah Xing is willing to go there every day!”
Gao Fei squinted his eyes and was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say to fight back.
Ling Zhen wanted to say a thoughtful word of sympathy. He had lived a very luxurious life in the past, but now his situation is similar to Mr. Yang.
But just as the words came to his lips, someone walked out of the dormitory toilet.
The appearance of that man immediately surprised Ling Zhen and left him speechless.
But the man who stepped out was very short, thin and thin, about half a head older than Yang Junjie.
Wearing a black short shirt, revealing white arms as slender as chopsticks with no muscle at all.
He has delicate facial features and a rather delicate appearance.
What is particularly eye-catching is his pair of naturally long pointed ears, one on the left and one on the right, standing high, which is significantly different from ordinary humans.
"Brother Ling!"
The cute boy with elf ears screamed excitedly without hesitation when he saw the young man in green robe Ling Zhen.
Ling Zhen also had a lot of emotional ups and downs, and shouted excitedly: "It's Brother Pan Jian, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here again!"
Yang Junjie was full of suspicion and couldn't figure it out, so he asked: "What? Could it be that you two knew each other before?"
That day in the Pink Town of the Splendid Dynasty, Ling Zhen was unilaterally beaten up by Dongfang Jibai. He was defeated on the spot, and the loss was extremely humiliating.
And that scene was just witnessed by a boy from the Baihua Clan from Wanhui Continent.
Although it was an accident, Ling Zhen also became acquainted with the boy with the colorful natal sword "Banlan". They exchanged names and learned the names of both parties.
At that time, Pan Jian, an elf boy from the Baihua Tribe, had already told Ling Zhen that the destination of his trip was the Tongtian Island on the southern sea of Hanlan Continent.
I want to go to Zhuge Jielu, the great emperor of the human race, to express my gratitude. After thanking the emperor for saving his father in the past, I will also pay homage to Zhuge by the way, hoping to hone his sword skills and strengthen his practice on the island.
At that time, Ling Zhen could have gone south with him on the premise that they were along the way.
However, people from the Baihua Clan are born with a pair of transparent wings, which allow them to fly wherever they want. However, Ling Zhen did not have the cultivation level of the Great Perfection in the Void Realm at that time, so he really couldn't do it without consuming his true spirit. It's very difficult to travel far away with the wind.
So in the end, I could only say goodbye to Pan Jian, a boy I had met once, with a lame excuse like "something happened."
More than three years have passed. Pan Jian, who was only seventeen years old at that time, should be in his prime now.
But his height and physique have not grown at all. He is exactly the same as before, as small as a boy in his early teens.
From this point of view, his shortness and thinness were not due to his young age at the time.
It's because the "elves" of the Baihua Clan in Wanhui Continent are all so small and exquisite in appearance. They don't grow up and are different from the human race.
Ling Zhen spent some time spitting and briefly recounted his experience of meeting Pan Jianchu.
Of course, I just skipped over the unbearable past events like being beaten by Dongfang Jibai until I couldn't stand up, and just chose not to talk about it.
It was unnecessary. He felt that it was quite embarrassing and he was so embarrassed when he said it.
After listening to Ling Zhen's story, Yang Junjie suddenly realized, nodded repeatedly, and said: "So there is such a fate, it is such a coincidence, it seems that Brother Ling, you and Mr. Pan... no, to be precise, they are all with us. Sleeping, it's all destiny, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence? It's like there is destiny somewhere in the world?"
Ling Zhen somewhat agreed and said with a smile: "What Mr. Yang said makes sense. The world is so big. How come I got to know you? It's all due to fate. Only when fate comes, can we get to know each other!"
Gao Fei also agreed very much with this statement. He said "hmm" and said seriously: "Ling Zhenzhen, then I will call you Master Ling from now on. Master Ling, from now on you will be one of our dormitory members. 3701 'Gang of Four', after you, there will be five people."
Ling Zhen looked around at the other three people in the room, Yang Junjie, Gao Fei and Pan Jian, and asked curiously: "There are five people in the dormitory, where is the other person?"
Yang Junjie chuckled and said: "A blind guess, Ah Xing went to the cafeteria to buy something to eat again."
The elf boy Pan Jian had a smile on his face and couldn't help but joked sincerely: "I guessed the same. Ah Xing has to run eight hundred times to the cafeteria every day. If he can't be seen, he is most likely in the cafeteria or in the cafeteria. On the way to the cafeteria..."
"Who said I was on my way to the cafeteria? I'm back now!"
As soon as Pan Jian finished speaking, a loud and powerful voice came from outside the dormitory door.
Words are spoken.
The door of the house was opened.
There was an extremely tall and fat man, whose Tianling Cap reached the door frame.
He held a bag with roast chicken in his right hand and walked into the house swaggeringly.
The man wore a large, blood-red robe with bright colors and exquisite patterns, but his figure was unusually bloated.
He is more than nine feet tall, and his weight is probably not less than three or four hundred pounds.
It’s simply a mountain of meat!
Ling Zhen looked at the man who came into the house and compared his physique with Luo Huan, the "Father God General" of his villa.
The outcome is obvious. This person is much fatter than the fat man Rahudo who regards flesh as his life!
After the fat man with the roast chicken in his hand walked into the house, he didn't even look at the crowd, and just sat down on his lower bunk bed.
Only his bed was reinforced with steel plates, so it was very hard and would not collapse easily.
Otherwise, there is no way he would be able to withstand his weight of several hundred kilograms!
The man in red robe sat alone on the bed, munching on the roast chicken leisurely, not even spitting out the bones, chewing them till they were chewy and then swallowing them in his stomach.
Like a human-shaped glutton, everything is stuffed directly into its belly.
Eat it with relish and immerse yourself in it.
Hearing the loud chewing sound of this obese man, Gao Fei, a swordsman in white, frowned in displeasure and said to the tall "meat mountain": "A Xing, a new roommate is here, you Don’t you want to say hello?”
After hearing these words, the fat man named "A Xing" realized with hindsight that there was another member in the room, and immediately stopped eating chicken.
He casually put the bag containing the roasted chicken on the bedside, quickly wiped his greasy mouth, and left the big bottom bed that was reinforced with iron plates.
A mountain-like body in red robes walked forward quickly, and came behind Ling Zhen, a young man in green robes. The man with such a big belly that it felt like he could squeeze a person into it, looked Ling Zhen up and down.
Then he stretched out a hand, with a kind of honest voice in his voice, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Are you the new roommate? You are so handsome, you can compare with that boy Zhang Shu, haha! My name is Ji Xingchen , from the Western Shenlong Continent, from the red dragon lineage of the Great Dragon Clan, I’m twenty-seven this year, I’m glad to meet you!”
Ling Zhen politely extended a hand, shook it, introduced himself to his home, and said with a smile: "Ling Zhen, I come from Hanlan Continent in the north. Please take good care of me in the future!"
Ji Xingchen laughed loudly, patted Ling Zhen on the shoulder while laughing, and said, "Don't worry, as long as our roommates are our roommates, they are family. After you come, our 'Gang of Four' will have five people. In this way, wouldn't we be able to walk sideways in this School of Sorrow? Haha, wonderful, wonderful!"
