I'm a sophomore in college, what the heck is this "male god cultivation system"?

Chapter 35 Master Zuan
Compared to honest kids like Qi Li, Pan Yang, who started hanging out online in elementary school, is practically a master at online flame wars.

It would have been better if he hadn't spoken, but once he did, he hit the nail on the head, leaving Qi Li completely stunned.

Pan Yang showed no signs of stopping and continued to deliver high-intensity output.

“I didn’t even talk to you, so what does your emotional breakdown have to do with me? It’s not about who’s poor and who’s right.” Pan Yang’s mouth opened and closed, and every word he said hit the nail on the head. “I’m saying you’re so emotionally fragile, is it because you’ve been a left-behind child since you were little?”

"Oh right, you said your parents came to Jianghai to work when you were little, so have they made any money all these years...? Let me tell you, they left you in the countryside not because they couldn't take care of you, but because you were just a burden to them, merely a byproduct of their pleasure."

In the end, Pan Yang pointed at Qi Li with his finger, his face showing undisguised contempt.

'Saying things like that, aren't you afraid of getting your head smashed someday?' Chen Yan subtly shrank back to the side, trying to avoid getting blood splattered on him later.

Shen Dong still had some thoughts of "maintaining order," and seeing that Pan Yang was about to start cursing again, he stopped him, saying, "Pan Yang, stop talking. It's lunch break, everyone should rest for a while. You still have military training this afternoon."

"Brother Dong, I'm not trying to be mean to him, but I didn't even talk to him at first. He just exploded like a powder keg. I don't even know what I did to offend him."

At this moment, Qi Li had clenched his fists, lowered his head, and his chest was rising and falling, with heavy breathing that could be heard between the rises and falls. It seemed that he had reached the limit of his endurance.

"Idiot, I don't want to argue with you today, you can do whatever you want..." Pan Yang wanted to say a few more harsh words, but before he could finish, he saw Qi Li rushing towards him.

The next second, a fist the size of a sandbag slammed directly into his face.

Although Pan Yang is quite tall, he has never exercised much since childhood, and coupled with his habit of smoking and drinking, his health is among the worst of his peers.

Although Qi Li is a bit short, he has been running around the village since he was a child and has done a lot of work. Although his muscles may not look as good as those of a bodybuilder, his strength is definitely top-notch.

At the same time, this punch was also a strong emotional outburst, and Qi Li even staggered forward several steps due to inertia after throwing the punch.

As for Pan Yang, her fate can only be described as tragic.

When that punch landed on his face, he felt as if liquid was flowing in his head, followed by a dizzying sensation. Before he could even understand what was happening, he collapsed heavily to the ground.

The only saving grace was that, in the last second before he fell, he braced himself with his hands on the ground. Although he couldn't hold on completely, it did alleviate some of the force and speed of the fall.

Otherwise, if the head had hit the ground directly, I'm afraid...

"Ah!" Pan Yang lay on the ground, covering his head with his hands, curling up like a shrimp, and letting out a low wail.

Qi Li calmed down this time, and stood there stunned, somewhat at a loss. After about five or six seconds, he picked up the military training uniform hanging on the chair, turned around and ran out of the dormitory.

At the same time, Chen Yan and Shen Dong had also gotten out of bed. Looking at Pan Yang lying on the ground, they finally reached out and helped him up.

"So, should we contact the counselor first, or go to the hospital first?" Shen Dong took out his phone and looked at Pan Yang, who was propping his head up with his hand and had a somewhat distorted expression.

"No, wait a minute." Pan Yang's voice was very soft. "I need to calm down first. I should be fine. If anything happens, I'll contact the counselor myself. Dong-ge, Yan-ge, you two go about your business and don't worry about me."

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, just say so. Don't delay." Chen Yan echoed, no longer in the mood to lie in bed, and began to move the things little by little.

He had originally planned to move gradually and resolve the issue before National Day, but now it seems he'll have to get out as soon as possible.

This incident also served as a wake-up call for Chen Yan, reminding him that he must change his status from living in a dormitory to commuting as soon as possible.

The school wasn't particularly strict about dormitory checks; in fact, it could be described as lenient. Therefore, Chen Yan hadn't originally planned to apply to his counselor to commute from home. But…

If something else happens in the future, I might get involved.

It wasn't that Chen Yan was overthinking things; the world itself was just too surreal. A mirror left behind in the dorm by a previous year's senior student was accidentally scratched by a junior student while being used, and the senior student ended up being held responsible.

Chen Yan just wanted to be a non-stick pan; he didn't covet the postgraduate recommendation qualification due to "abnormal reduction of dormitory members," nor did he want to be involved in such matters.

After packing up some important items, Chen Yan quickly sent a message to his counselor.

[Chen Yan: Advisor, due to some reasons, it's inconvenient for me to stay at school anymore. I'd like to apply for day student status.]

Chen Yan's counselor was a middle-aged man in his forties who didn't usually get involved and had almost no presence. The good thing was that he wouldn't deliberately hinder students. Basically, as long as it complied with the school's rules and regulations, it would be approved quickly by him.

Less than five minutes later, the counselor sent a message.

[Counselor: Okay, come to my office this afternoon to sign this document, and I'll submit it for you.]

[Chen Yan: Thank you, advisor.]

……

Evening, at the gymnasium.

"You mean, you're not going to live in the dorm anymore?" Tian Jingyi took small sips of water, looking at Chen Yan with a surprised expression. After swallowing the water, she asked, "Did something happen?"

"It's nothing, I just felt there were too many people in the dorm and wanted some peace and quiet, so I applied to be a day student."

Chen Yan spoke casually, fiddling with a badminton shuttlecock with his racket as he spoke.

"Will you still play badminton in the future... I mean, can we still play like this?" Tian Jingyi asked nervously.

In her opinion, if Chen Yan didn't live on campus, he could leave school and go home directly after class in the afternoon, so there was really no need for him to stay at school, and consequently, there was no need for him to play badminton with her.

"Why didn't you fight?" Chen Yan turned his head to look at her, asking her in a somewhat surprised tone.

"Oh, that's good... I feel you teach exceptionally well, and I'd like to continue being your ball-playing partner." Tian Jingyi pursed her lips and changed the subject, "So, does this count as moving to a new house?"

"Moving?" Chen Yan thought for a moment, then slowly nodded and said, "I guess so."

"Then shouldn't you throw a housewarming party?" Tian Jingyi put her hands together and said, "How about you treat me to a meal? I'll prepare a housewarming gift for you."

"You mean..." Chen Yan used his racket to lift the ball, and asked in return, "Just the two of us having a housewarming party?"

"is it not OK?"

"can."

(End of this chapter)