My roommate's online boyfriend won't spend any coins, but he'll give me tons of gold

As soon as Chen Zhiye said that, Ji Ran, Cui Hao, and the others immediately suppressed the troublemakers, "Hurry up, what are you standing there for! Do you think this is a vegetable market, where you can haggle?"

Absolute obedience to orders.

This was the first lesson everyone learned on their first day in the team.

40 kg is better than 45 kg.

Those troublemakers understood this principle, and dejectedly adjusted their loads, resignedly continuing to run.

Chen Zhi pulled out a pair of sunglasses from somewhere, put them on, slung his long legs over the handlebars, and rode off on a military green motorcycle, following behind.

Ding Xiuyuan stood with Zhou Weiguo, looking at the people surrounding the foot of the mountain, and said with some concern, "It's just ordinary training, isn't 40 kilograms a bit too much?"

Extreme physical training is specifically designed to subdue defiance, suppress arrogance, and cultivate character.

But these people have only ever carried a load of 30 kilograms at most.

They may not be able to finish the whole race.

Zhou Weiguo snorted, "I told you the team's training should be changed. If we train like that brat, what kind of good soldiers won't we produce?"

This amount of weight is nothing compared to Chen Zhiye's training.

Zhou Weiguo is old and can't stand the sun. "You stay here and watch over things. I'm going back inside."

Ding Xiuyuan was long past his training period, and who would want to sunbathe for no reason? Anyway, Chen Zhi was watching him, so he turned around and helped Zhou Weiguo to go inside with the others.

Zhou Weiguo refused to let him help him up, saying, "I'm not so old that I need someone to help me up."

Ding Xiuyuan had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

On her way back to the dormitory, Shen Sui'an's face was still flushed red; she was so angry that she didn't even open her umbrella.

When she encounters people asking for her WeChat on the street, she inevitably gets angry at them, mainly because she refused, but they insisted on adding her, and she snapped back at them irritably.

The boy's expression immediately changed. "What's with the arrogance? Does he really think he looks like an angel?"

Shen Sui'an sneered: "I am a celestial being, otherwise why would you keep chasing me for my WeChat? And when I refused, you got angry and embarrassed."

She was afraid he would get angry and jump up to hit her.

Shen Sui'an ran into the Qingwu School gate with small, quick steps.

Back in her dorm, she drank a glass of warm water, took a shower, changed into clean pajamas, and climbed into bed to take a nap.

Song Shiyi was still in the dormitory, watching a dance video with the sound on. Seeing that she was about to sleep, she put on her headphones.

Shen Sui'an slept for an hour, and all her anger subsided. Feeling refreshed, she picked up her practice clothes and prepared to go dance practice to burn off some energy.

Song Shiyi had stopped watching the video and packed her bag. "Perfect timing, I'm going to the practice room too, let's go together."

"OK."

Shen Sui'an had no objection.

During the short holiday, Song Shiyi worked part-time every day and didn't have much time to practice dancing.

Logically speaking, even if art students' families aren't extremely wealthy, they should at least be able to make ends meet. So why is Song Shiyi working even more diligently than her?

She was affected by a family tragedy, but what was Song Shiyi's reason?

Judging from her clothes, she didn't seem like a poor person.

Asking in person would be too presumptuous.

Shen Sui'an and Song Shiyi weren't as close as they were to Lin Xi, sharing everything. They chatted and laughed along the way, with her doing most of the talking and Song Shiyi listening, occasionally responding with a smile.

She's so aloof and calm.

Shen Sui'an's mouth was dry from talking, and they arrived at the training room, where they parted ways.

The classical dance studio was empty. Shen Sui'an practiced diligently all afternoon, sweating profusely. It was getting dark outside, and it wouldn't be appropriate to have dinner any later.

I took a shower in the changing room before going to the cafeteria for dinner.

When she returned to the dormitory, Song Shiyi had not yet come back. She had taken a job as a companion and played until 10 p.m., then switched to a secondary account to send a goodnight message to her online boyfriend.

During this time, I saw Watari's chat box.

I clicked in and took a look.

All the messages were about expired transfers.

These days, after saying goodnight to Tom every day, she sends 1 yuan to Watari.

Watari refused to accept it.

Fortunately, he didn't send any more messages.

As for the pickup code he sent, Shen Sui'an ignored it and didn't check it when she picked up her package. Her only worry was the 1 yuan she had mistakenly received.

How should I return it?

Shen Sui'an fell asleep while thinking.

Kyungning University.

Zhao Mingyu stayed out late with his girlfriend before returning to school. He was from out of town and had planned to take his girlfriend on a trip, but He Man refused, saying she wanted to stay at school to study hard for her CET-4 (College English Test Band 4).

He Man was also from out of town. She wasn't academically gifted, but she worked very hard.

After being admitted to a prestigious university, he studied even harder.

Zhao Mingyu comes from a wealthy family and has no worries about food or drink. He receives over 100,000 yuan in pocket money every month. He initially approached dating with a casual attitude, but when he met a girl like He Man, he found himself taking the relationship seriously.

When he returned to the dormitory, the lights were still on.

Xu Jiayan sat at the table fiddling with his computer. He was a junior in college, a local from Lanjiang, and his family was extremely wealthy, belonging to the top-tier elite families. Compared to him, Zhao Mingyu's family was only moderately wealthy.

Logically speaking, someone from such a wealthy family should be traveling in luxury cars and living in a mansion.

But he didn't.

He lived on campus, just like them in a regular four-person dormitory. He was very approachable and would even have meals with them at hot pot stalls during dormitory gatherings.

He appears approachable, but he is actually a well-educated and aristocratic young man.

Zhao Mingyu greeted him: "Your home is local, why don't you go home to live? What's so good about the dorms?"

Xu Jiayan was looking at stocks. This was the thing he did most besides going to school. He didn't know when he started, but it seemed like he had been playing with stocks since he moved in during his freshman year.

Xu Jiayan looked up, revealing a classic campus heartthrob face—refined, clean-cut, and elegant. He paused his actions while speaking to someone, saying, "Too much going on at home, too lazy to go back."

Going back would mean attending all sorts of meetings, so it's better to stay at school.

Zhao Mingyu made two "oh" sounds, took his shorts and went to take a shower. While showering, he felt like he had forgotten something.

After taking a shower, I saw Xu Jiayan holding a phone.

I remember now!

Ignoring her wet hair, she leaned closer and said urgently, "Quickly show me a picture of your online boyfriend."

These words were too abrupt, and Xu Jiayan was somewhat displeased. He frowned slightly, put down his phone, and pushed his computer further into the table: "Your hair is dripping wet, be careful not to drip it on my computer."

Although he was rich, it was always a hassle if his computer, which he was used to, suddenly got wet and became unusable.

Seeing that he didn't move and noticing his phone lying there, Zhao Mingyu picked it up. The phone was already locked. He handed it over and urged, "Unlock it quickly and show me the photos."

Xu Jiayan didn't move, looked up at him, and said directly, "Don't you think your behavior is offensive?"

Taking someone else's phone without permission or being eager to see photos of someone else's girlfriend are both impolite and extremely rude.

Xu Jiayan disliked it very much.

In particular, his request to see his girlfriend was noteworthy.

Zhao Mingyu was extremely anxious.

He originally thought it was unreal that a rich young master like Xu Jiayan would engage in online dating, until he accidentally saw a photo of his online girlfriend last time. He couldn't quite remember his reaction at the time.

No wonder he wanted to have an online relationship.

Now all he wants to do is confirm whether the person he saw at the mala tang restaurant is his girlfriend.

Zhao Mingyu hurriedly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I have a girlfriend. It's not that I have any feelings for your online boyfriend. Today, when I went to see He Man, I saw someone near her school who looks a lot like your girlfriend. I wanted to see a photo to confirm if it's the same person."