Qi Yang opened his eyes to find a pair of worn-out, faded blue socks with holes in the soles right in front of him.

His strong will to survive caused him to hold his breath immediately. He swiftly twisted his body and kicked upwards with a handsome move, sending the person flying along with the clothes rack.

"What the f*ck! Qi Ge, what are you doing!"

"Don't fucking hang your socks on my damn bed frame!" Qi Yang fiercely snapped, pulling the blanket over his head and contentedly taking a breath of the fresh morning—oops, no, afternoon air.

"Big brother! This is also my bed frame, okay!"

Qi Yang squinted his eyes and pulled back the covers, revealing a pair of sharp eyes. Without hesitation, he stared at the man on the ground who was complaining while putting socks back on the clothes rack. "Your foot odor can't be washed away no matter what! Go, go, go! Hang the socks outside the window to air dry! No one would dare to steal them!"

From the opposite bunk, came a lazy voice, saying, "Seriously... Old Tang, is there something wrong with your foot? You should go get it treated."

"Yuge, stop blabbering!" Tang Lin grabbed a sock and flung it directly at the person on the upper bunk, eliciting a flurry of cursing and shuffling sounds as they scrambled to avoid it. With a satisfied tilt of his chin, Tang Lin declared, "Be careful, I have biological weapons!"

"Don't make a fuss... let me sleep a little longer, okay?" Qi Yang relaxed again and collapsed onto the bed, lightly banging the back of his head against the neither hard nor soft pillow. "I'm so exhausted, I'll never pull an all-nighter again..."

"How many times have you said this kind of thing?" Tang Lin shook his body and turned to the side of Qi Yang's bed, raising his leg and lightly poking his waist. "Get up, we have a meeting later!"

Qiyang tightly closed his eyes, annoyed enough to clatter his teeth, twisting his body and showing no intention of getting out of the warm bed.

"I don't care about you anymore. If the instructor asks where you went, I'll say you ran away from the dorm and flew far away." Tang Lin sniffled, scratched his belly while loosening the front of his clothes, and happily walked towards the bed opposite.

Sure! Here's the translation of the paragraph: "Sure enough, not a few seconds passed before there came a clanging and clattering sound of someone waking up from behind."

Reluctantly getting out of bed, Qi Yang let out a big yawn. He casually grabbed a hoodie from the corner of the wall and put it on, before slipping into a pair of flip-flops. Grabbing his toothbrush, he hurriedly made his way to the bathroom, hugging himself along the way.

Qi Yang, a sophomore student majoring in Statistics at a certain engineering university.

In theory, his life doesn't tell any remarkable story.

In American English:

In the transition from elementary school to junior high, from junior high to high school, and from high school to college, there were no grade repetitions or disciplinary actions. The academic performance was average. The protagonist is an only child with both parents alive. They have a happy marriage and a prosperous and contented family life, living at a middle-class level.

If we were to talk about the unique aspects of Qiyang, there are only two points worth mentioning.

Firstly, he's a gaming addict.

He regarded games as his girlfriend-type straight guy. To put it roughly, Shi Qiyang was probably the type of person who fit this description. It's not that Shi Qiyang treated his previous girlfriends poorly, but he, as a person, is more dedicated to games than to his girlfriends. However, as a man, he couldn't just leave his girlfriend hanging and play games all day while shouting, "So what if I'm just playing a game? Should I use your internet?" So, Shi Qiyang simply made the decision to stop pursuing romantic relationships after diving into the world of games.

Second, it is also somewhat related to the first point.

Although Qi Yang is a gaming maniac and adheres to the principle of not being involved in romantic relationships, in the eyes of girls, Qi Yang is like a precious gem of excellent quality. He usually doesn't dress up much, wearing sport pants, sneakers, T-shirts, and sporting a short hairstyle with ordinary bangs like most guys. His entire charm is carried by his facial features alone. He has delicate eyebrows, narrow eyes, like leafcarved double eyelids, a pointed nose, small mouth, and fair white skin. He lacks the typical masculine contours, but with smooth cheekbone lines and such facial features, he truly resembles a character from ancient-style cartoons.

Qi Yang himself was very dissatisfied with his appearance. As a young man in his prime, he had a face that looked "indecisive." But currently, girls seemed to really like this kind of appearance, which put Qi Yang in a very awkward situation.

"Qige, there's WeChat!" Tang Lin caught a glimpse of Qi Yang's phone flashing on the bed and eagerly rushed over to pick it up without hesitation, starting to sneak a peek. With a seductive expression on his face, he recited in a flirtatious manner, "Hello, Senior~ I'm a freshman from the Economics Department, Class 1-1~ I—"

A figure darted out from the washroom, snatching the phone from Tang Lin's hand and unhesitatingly delivering a heavy blow to his head.

"Don't you dare look at my phone!"

Qiyang pouted, holding a toothbrush in his mouth, full of foamy bubbles. Maintaining this image, he picked up his cellphone and started scrolling.

Xiao Min: Hello, senior! I am Wei Min, a freshman in Class 1 of the School of Economics in my first year!

Upon seeing this, Qi Yang almost closed his phone, but his peripheral vision glanced downward and his attention was instantly drawn to it.

Xiaomin: I heard from a friend that you really like playing games, right? We've decided to form a club specifically for organizing offline game battles! The nearby College of Agriculture has already started organizing online PvP battles! Do you play RPG games? Are you interested?"

When Qi Yang saw the last three letters, RPG, he felt disappointed once again.

Although he enjoys playing games, he tends to play MOBA games more often. He lacks the motivation to continue playing role-playing games that require cultivation and communication to gradually become stronger.

He quietly replied with a sentence: "Not interested, thank you for the invitation." Afterwards, Qi Yang thoroughly rinsed his mouth, which was already going numb from the mint-flavored toothpaste, and then walked out of the washroom with an exaggeratedly open mouth.