Always feel that cursing people like this inexplicably brings oneself comfort. Zhang Chenxi suppressed the sudden urge to smile, took a steady step forward, and continued walking towards the main gate of the dormitory.

"Not...a smelly loser like you, why are you following me?"

"Don't call me a loser... And it's you who's following me!"

Zhang Chenxi quickened his pace and overtook the boys. The latter showed no signs of weakness and quickly caught up.

Damn it... Why are this person's legs so long, so long!

The boy was walking so fast that she had to almost jog to keep up with him. Unable to run wildly due to her dignity, she could only frantically paddle her little short legs to keep pace with the boy beside her.

The dormitory's access control is just a few steps away, victory is just a few steps further!

He reached into his pocket and took out his student card, jumping forward towards the door and flicking his hand gracefully!

"Composer department, Zhang Chenxi, welcome back to campus."

The mechanical female voice, like the triumphant victory of Zhang Chenxi, resounded from the speakers.

His mind was filled with the boy's defeated expression, becoming more picturesque the more he thought about it. Zhang Chenxi whistled cheerfully, wearing a smile that challenged anyone's authority, and strolled into the dormitory area with crossed legs.

"Ballet department, Noah, welcome back to school."

What?

I turned my head sneakily and glanced at the guy who was making a loud smacking noise earlier. He was squinting his eyes and walking towards me, waving the same student card in his hand...

Under the light of the restricted area, it becomes apparent that this young man is indeed handsome. With a pair of standard peach blossom eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, deeply defined double eyelids. The bridge of his nose is high but not too sturdy, his eyebrows are meticulously groomed, perfectly shaped. Coupled with a small mouth, rosy like it's been coated with lip gloss, and a pair of long legs that provoke jealousy... Overall, he exudes a certain... artistic charm? It's hard to believe anyone would doubt that he is a dancer.

"How come you're also from our school?"

His words were still filled with a sour taste when he opened his mouth. Zhang Chenxi withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and turned around with a displeased expression. "Is it not possible?"

Fang Zhou snorted twice and curled his lips, muttering to himself, "It's ridiculous how just about anyone and everyone shows up here..."

"Who the hell are you calling a nobody, you son of a bitch?!" Zhang Chenxi's anger surged, itching to rush up and tear apart the foul mouth of this person right now.

"You! Still majoring in composition... Got connections, right?" Without any disguise, Fangzhou sneered and cast a disdainful glance at him, then turned around and strode towards the direction of the dormitory.

"You!..." Just as he was about to retort, the other party had already taken several steps away, leaving him behind for a while...

Why can't the heavens bless me with a pair of two-meter-long legs?!

Looking up to the sky, he let out a silent howl. Zhang Chenxi cursed under his breath as he jogged towards his dormitory.

As soon as she opened the door, Liu Yue was already lying on the bed, fast asleep with a smacking sound coming from her mouth, oblivious to whatever sweet dreams she was having. Zhang Chenxi tiptoed to her own bed, took off her glasses, and tousled her messy hair. Without hesitation, she jumped into bed.

The soft cotton was pressed against her cheek, just like the delicate touch of a baby's fingers on her skin.

The disheveled mind, disturbed by that peculiar scum, finally found a place to rest.

Gradually, his eyelids closed and in an instant, he fell into a deep sleep.

The paragraph translates to: "Music school, please go to the right! Art school, stand in the middle! Dance school, stand on the left!!!"

Holding onto his brain that felt so heavy it could fall, Zhang Chenxi walked through the crowd to his right.