We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"How do you think my suit looks?"

Yang Kun glanced at Zhao Feng, then waved his hand: "Sorry, I don't buy insurance."

Zhao Feng was taken aback, then realized that Yang Kun was implying that he was like a salesperson.

"I could have said you looked like a nouveau riche!"

"I shouldn't have bought the suit," Jiao Yong said regretfully as he walked out of the bathroom, tugging at his collar.

"What's wrong, Yong-ge? Isn't everything fine?"

"It feels a bit like they're selling insurance."

"There's nothing we can do; we're still too weak to pull off a suit."

"Damn, Prison King actually looks pretty good in this outfit, he's got that roguish charm."

"His roguish good looks are more like a roguish charm."

Li Mubai put down his pen and looked up at the group of people who were trying on clothes for their coming-of-age ceremony the next day.

Yang Kun loosened the tight leather bag, noticed his gaze, and asked, "Lao Bai, aren't you going to try packing it?"

"I've tried it."

"Did you buy a suit?" Zhao Feng asked curiously.

"no."

Li Mubai shook his head. This Zhongshan suit was a huge purchase for him. He went back and searched online, and found that it only cost a few dozen yuan on Pinduoduo.

But since things had come to this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and return the money to Xie Zhiqiang's bank card.

"What else can we buy?"

Li Mubai chuckled: "We'll find out tomorrow."

"Could it really be the imperial robe?"

Li Mubai ignored the discussion and climbed into bed.

A few minutes later, the dormitory lights went out with a snap.

"Damn it! I haven't washed up yet!" Yang Kun shouted in the darkness.

"Same as above."

Li Mubai turned on the desk lamp, turned the brightness to the minimum, reached under the pillow, and pulled out his phone.

Li Bubai: "Are you asleep?"

Having nothing to do, I chatted with Xie Shu.

Yan Shu: "No, they were discussing what time to get up and do their makeup tomorrow."

Li Bubai: "Does makeup take a long time?"

Yan Shu: "It depends on what kind of makeup you want to do; some looks take a long time."

Li Bubai: "Then will you put on makeup?"

Xie Shu leaned against the headboard, looking at the question on the screen. His fingertips hovered for a moment, then he typed a line, deleted it, and typed it again.

Yan Shu: "Do you want to see it?"

Li Bubai: "No need, actually I think you look great even without makeup."

When the message arrived, Xie Shu couldn't help but smile slightly as he read it.

Yan Shu: "I miss you."

Li Mubai's heart skipped a beat. He stared at the screen for a long time, unsure which key to press.

Xie Shu looked at the message he had sent, and a minute or two had passed, but Li Mubai still hadn't replied.

Yan Shu: "Are you asleep? Goodnight."

Li Bubai: Not yet.

He simply didn't know how to respond to her bluntness for a moment.

Yan Shu: "What were you doing just now?"

Li Bubai: "Thinking."

Li Mubai wanted to change the subject.

Yan Shu: "Thinking?"

Li Bubai: "Uh... I was just spacing out for a while."

Yan Shu: "You're a big idiot, always spacing out."

Li Mubai put down his phone. The mosquito net curtains rippled in the darkness, and the wind was gentle tonight.

However, the gentle night breeze can only last for one night, and it will dissipate after you wake up.

He picked up his phone again, and Xie Shu sent another message.

Yan Shu: "Are you sleepy? Go to sleep early, you have your coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow."

"Guys, that's enough chatting, it's midnight, time to rest."

Yang Kun's voice brought to an end to tonight's dormitory chat.

Li Bubai: "Okay, goodnight."

Yan Shu: "Good night."

Yan Shu: "And..."

Yan Shu: "See you tomorrow."

Li Bubai: See you tomorrow.

After turning off the phone and desk lamp, only a faint light remained in the dormitory room.

"Prison King, stop looking and get some rest."

"I'll watch a little longer, it's almost over."

Li Mubai glanced at Wang Rui, who was holding a black and yellow notebook.

Isn't this "72 Essential Classical Chinese Poems and Prose for College Entrance Examination"?

"Do you have a comb? I need to comb my hair."

"Comb your hair like an adult."

"Did the keyword get triggered?"

On Wednesday morning, there was no need to go to early morning study. The dormitory was in complete chaos, with people borrowing combs, fixing their ties, and others just waking up.

Li Mubai patted the dust off his clothes. The person in the mirror had a straight figure, with just the right shoulder line, neither too thin nor too strong.

He tried to smooth the hair on his forehead back a bit, which felt a little childish, then let it fall naturally.

"Wow!" Yang Kun exclaimed as he walked into the bathroom, yawning. "Hey, turn around and let me see you."

Li Mubai turned around to face him with a calm expression.

"Wow! Wow! This material is amazing! Can I touch it?" Yang Kun asked, leaning closer.

"Can."

Yang Kun touched the collar and cuffs, clicking his tongue in amazement: "This fabric is really good."

Of course, something bought for over a thousand dollars is different.

"What's wrong, Chicken Bro? Why are you so jumpy?" Zhao Feng poked his head in.

"Keep an eye on Bai." Yang Kun stepped aside.

Wow, he's kind of handsome.

"He's more than just handsome; he's at least 80% as handsome as me."

"You've got it backwards. You'd be lucky to have half the handsomeness of a prisoner."

"Is he handsome?" Li Mubai turned around again, and the person in the mirror had messy hair.

"Yang Kun, do you guys have a comb? Can I borrow it?"

Yes, yes, yes.

Li Mubai took the comb and carefully combed his hair neatly, his gaze lingering on the mirror for a moment longer.

That should allow me to take a proper photo with Xie Shu.

"Hey Dengzi, can you tell me if this lipstick shade looks good on me?"

Deng Yi looked at Ye Manqi, and shook her head after a few seconds: "It looks good, but it doesn't suit you. You're better suited to something lighter."

"Little Deng, how's my makeup?"

Deng Yi then looked at Liu Ting and slowly nodded: "I feel okay."

"That's good." Liu Ting chuckled.

Deng Yi withdrew her gaze and glanced briefly at Xie Shu beside her.

"Shubao, don't you wear makeup?" she asked curiously.

"I'm not going to dye it anymore."

"That's true." Deng Yi nodded. "You look good even without makeup."

"Hmm," Xie Shuping replied calmly.

"Where is Qiuhe?"

"It won't turn into a solid."

"All right."

It's so good to have a 3D model; you look good even without makeup. Deng Yi picked up her makeup box and applied powder to herself in front of the mirror on the table.

"Is everything ready?" Zhong Jianjun shouted from the podium with his hands behind his back.

"Ready—"

"Let's go then," the class monitor said, organizing the students to line up at the classroom door.

Li Mubai stood up and followed the crowd out of the classroom, with faint glances coming from all directions.

"Damn it, you've attracted all the girls' attention, I hate it!" Zhao Feng joked through gritted teeth.

Li Mubai chuckled dryly.

Zhang Hao, sitting in the front row, had his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Li Mubai suppressed his smile, his gaze passing over Zhang Hao, past the girl, flying towards the outside of the teaching building, and finally stopping at the mountain opposite.

The sky was a clear blue, the sun was just rising, and a thin ray of light fell between the mountains and forests.

"Let's go!"