Qingshi College, located in the east of Meixi Lake City, at the foot of Taohualing, is a comprehensive university with a long history, and Zhan Meng's father, Duke Meixi, is an alumnus of this school.

A car stopped on the side of the road with the shade of a tree, and the teenager Zhan Meng jumped out of the car.

"Son, do you really want me to accompany you?" Zhu Xiaoqing asked with his head stuck out of the car and furrowed his painted eyebrows.

"No, I'm not a primary school student, so I don't need my parents to accompany me. On the first day of class today, I still have a lot of chores to deal with at school, so you can go back first, you don't have to wait for me. Zhan Meng said freely, casually taking out the two boxes and a backpack in the trunk.

"I'm leaving, bye-bye. Zhan Meng happily walked to the dormitory with large luggage.

"Eh, wait, what time do you get out of class, I'll come and pick you up and take you to the restaurant for dinner, eh, did you hear ......?"

Zhan Meng's steps were big, and he was already far away, and he didn't hear her verbosity.

“…… This kid is really ......" Zhu Xiaoqing shook his head helplessly, finally closed the car window, and slowly drove away.

Zhan Meng was carrying a huge box in his hand, and the backpack on his back was also bulging - these were all daily necessities that his godmother had prepared for him. Although he already had some daily necessities in the dormitory, he couldn't stand Zhu Xiaoqing's thoughts.

Although he felt a slight strain on the weight in his hands, he still walked like a fly, and his upper arms were slightly raised, so that he could exercise his whole body muscles. My father once said that never forgetting to cultivate is the basic consciousness of a martial artist.

There was already a classmate lying there in the dormitory, who was crossing Erlang's legs. Eating melon seeds and reading online novels, it's so comfortable!

Seeing Zhan Meng coming in, the classmate's eyes lit up, threw the melon seeds, and hurriedly came over to help Zhan Meng carry his luggage.

"Haha, you're the first classmate I've ever met in college!" he grinned, very familiar. "I'm Wei Yan, what's your name?"

Zhan Meng was stunned for a moment, and soon smiled, and said in his heart, this is his roommate who will live together in the future. "Hello, I'm Zhanmeng. ”

Wei Yan was very enthusiastic, and the two quickly became acquainted. Due to his previous living environment, Zhan Meng's personality is mostly introverted, but he is also willing to make honest friends with an open mind.

"Hey, move the wardrobe in, that bag is gym equipment, and I'll move it in, yes, yes, put it horizontally......"

Suddenly, a group of people came into the room and moved in a lot of props. The white-clothed young man who was standing there with his waist in command of everyone turned around and glanced at Zhan Meng and Wei Yan.

"Hello, you're probably my roommate. I am Brother Zhenzi, and getting together is fate, we are all buddies under one roof, and I will cover you in the future. The young man called Jizi waved his hand and said very magnificently.

"You're a local, aren't you?" asked Willy tentatively, as if to pick up his accent.

"Sort of. "I bought a few buildings in the Lake District, and I have a hukou here, so I should count it, in fact, I have homes everywhere, I don't know where I am from." ”

There are a few buildings in this lake area, which is a real tyrant. Wei Yan smiled and said, "Rich man, if you move so many things, will the dormitory aunt agree?"

He smiled: "I've done everything in the dormitory, and the dormitory culture of the Qingshi Academy is relatively open, so I'm not a problem." ”

"Tsk. Zhan Meng hugged his arms and didn't speak, looking at them with interest.

The staff who came in with the crowd were very efficient, and they packed the cabinets, boxes, and equipment by dividing them by two.

"Why are you watching them all, get out, and wait for Young Master Ben to leave you for dinner." He said with a big grin at the staff.

But these men were not angry at all, they were all smiling, and they seemed to be used to the style of this little young master.

He also raised his leg and kicked the ass of one of the leading men, "Everyone has worked hard today, old Deng Tou, don't forget to give these brothers an extra good cigarette." Alright, get out of here, and don't let me see you at school again. Go back and tell my father that this young master can be on his own, don't bother me if it's okay, and don't give me any more money. What my brother has is money!"

The man called Lao Deng Tou said yes and left quickly with a group of people.

"Haha, it's finally clean. A person's life is cool!" He was very excited.

Wei Yan spread his hands at Zhan Meng's stall, shrugged his shoulders, and Zhan Meng smiled knowingly.

"The Four Heavenly Kings have reached the third of them, who is the other buddy?" asked the son.

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

The door to the dormitory opened again, and a teenager with pimples on his face entered.

The young man was a little restrained, Wei Yan was the first to go up to help, Zhan Meng and Jizi also helped him with the handle, and quickly put his things away, and by the way, he also tidied up the bedroom full of items.

"Everyone call me Ah Cheng, I'm from Yueyang. Ah Cheng introduced himself, and suddenly took out the soft white sand from his arms, and handed over the nine total betel nuts one by one. Wei Ling couldn't help but make fun of his social habits, and named him Brother Cheng of Society.

The first time the dormitory hygiene, everyone worked together, and they all felt very smooth. Although everyone has different personalities, they all belong to hearty young people, and the four hearts are slowly getting closer. Each talked about his high school, his hometown, and his longing for college, and he had endless words.

At this time, everyone suddenly talked about who would be the head of the dormitory.

"It's not me boasting, everyone," he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Actually, I'm a low-key, martial artist...... Road...... Home ......"

Really, Wei Yan and Ah Cheng immediately showed a look of envy and admiration. Even if they knew that the two of them had a good family background, they didn't say anything, but for the martial artists, the martial artists were longing and reverence from the bottom of their hearts.

In the martial era, martial artists are the trendsetters of this era.

Half a century ago, the founder of Hewu was born, subverting the power pattern of the planet, and striking a severe blow to the arrogance of the Western power circles. The people and netizens have practiced martial arts and self-improvement, and they are proud of martial arts.

"Brother Zhenzi, don't say anything, you can be the head of this dormitory. Ah Cheng hurriedly gave a sycophant.

Wei Yan also nodded frequently, "Son, you show your hands at will, let us mortals take a look, and let me have a long time to see." ”

The two of them were stunned, and they were about to be proud, when they suddenly saw Zhan Meng holding back a smile. He couldn't help but say angrily: "Zhan Meng, it seems that you have a lot of ambitions, and you dare to be interested in the position of the head of the dormitory? ”

Zhan Meng hurriedly wiped the snicker, "No opinion, no opinion, I don't want to be the head of the dormitory." ”

As a child of a martial arts family, he can't see the kung fu foundation of the son, and he has broken through the entry level of a two-star martial artist, and he still dares to call himself a martial artist. It can be seen that the title of martial artist is not just a casual talk, and he gave himself a title. The ethereal high-level martial arts realm is not something that can be succeeded by diligent study and hard practice, and some martial artists will not be able to touch the seven stars in their lifetime, let alone obtain the honor of martial artist through the assessment of the martial arts association.

"Come on, come on, I see that your body is bones, you should also be a practitioner, let's fight three hundred rounds in the bunk. "I want to establish the prestige of this future head of the dormitory.

Wei Yan's eyes rolled and fanned the flames: "I chatted with Zhan Meng just now, and he said that he had studied martial arts and rated stars. Hey. There are two warriors in our dormitory. ”

"Oh?" he was startled, and looked back at Zhan Meng. This silent dreamer is actually a martial artist. However, if you are not admitted to the martial arts major, you should not be able to reach the strength of three stars.

A sense of war rose, "Come on, Zhan Meng, just talk about it, and don't hurt the peace." ”

Zhan Meng was really afraid of hurting the harmony, but the two roommates next to him also kept instigating him.

"Don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law can't do it," said bluntly, "Don't let me underestimate you." Just a simple discussion. Isn't it true that a warrior can only progress through constant confrontation?"

Zhan Meng's heart moved, and it would be hypocritical to postpone it any longer. "Well, you make a move!"

His father's training from an early age made him never afraid of fighting.

"What, right here?" Wei Yan's eyes widened: "Wait, I heard that if a star martial artist punches down, this wall will have to make a hole." Let's not destroy the dormitory facilities. ”

"Why don't you go to the rooftop? Ah Cheng proposed.

……

But before they finished speaking, they were already very excited, "It's exactly what I want, look at the move." ”

He lunged out and threw a punch at Zhanmeng.