Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

Soon, the voices of student council members holding megaphones to maintain order rang out in the square in front of the auditorium.

Attention all colleges!

"Please enter in the order of your college and do not crowd."

The crowd began to move slowly.

The student council members stood on both sides of the line, looking as if they had experienced this scene countless times before, with familiar yet tired smiles on their faces.

In contrast, the freshmen were clearly not yet used to this kind of group activity.

The line had only moved forward two steps when someone bumped into the back of the person in front of them.

Lu Xing stood at the back of the computer science team, but Shen Qingyi's smile from just now was still lingering in his mind.

He subconsciously glanced towards the School of Foreign Languages ​​again.

Shen Qingyi had already looked away and stood quietly in the line.

She lowered her head slightly, and the morning light fell on her profile, outlining a soft contour.

Lu Xing wondered if it was just his imagination, but the tips of her ears seemed to be slightly red.

"Computer Science Class 1, move forward!"

The student leader in charge of the team shouted.

Lu Xing snapped out of his daze and followed the group into the auditorium.

The steps leading to the auditorium were very high, and the freshmen, dragging their loose lines, moved up the steps little by little.

As I walked to the door, a distinct blast of cold air hit me.

Lu Xing looked up.

The auditorium was brightly lit and had a high dome.

The walls on both sides are covered with photos of Jiangcheng University's history and display boards of honors.

Tables and chairs had already been set up on the platform in front, with red tablecloths hanging neatly and nameplates placed in advance.

The backdrop in the very center displays the same words as the banner outside.

Memories lingering from the previous life become exceptionally clear at this moment.

The air conditioning in this auditorium is still so cold.

As soon as Lu Xing walked in, he saw a boy in front of him rubbing his arms and muttering to himself:

"Damn, is the school afraid we'll die of heatstroke?"

Someone immediately chimed in:

"Perhaps they were worried the school leaders would talk for too long, so they wanted to cool things down and preserve the excitement beforehand?"

"Dude, your description is a bit like hell."

Several people chuckled in hushed tones.

The freshman orientation hadn't started yet, and the auditorium was in complete chaos.

Each college student took their seats in their designated area.

The Computer Science Class 1 students were assigned to a spot slightly to the right of center, right next to the aisle.

Lu Xing followed the group inside.

The student council seniors stood along the aisle, directing and reminding students:

"Students, please fill in a little more seats."

"Don't sit with someone between you."

"Let's go in one by one, there are more students coming in from other schools!"

The seats in the auditorium were not the classroom seats with tables, but rows of ordinary chairs.

The chairs were not very spacious, and in order to accommodate as many people as possible, there was not much space between the colleges.

Many adjacent colleges are separated by only a very narrow passageway.

Lu Xing originally thought that the School of Computer Science and the School of Foreign Languages ​​were only close to each other when they were choosing sides.

Unexpectedly, after entering the auditorium, the seats were arranged in the adjacent area.

To the right of the Computer Science Department is the English major of the School of Foreign Languages.

Lu Xing was at the back of the line. When he took his seat, the people in front of him led him to the middle and he ended up sitting in a seat on the outer side of his class.

To his left is a male student from the Computer Science Department.

To the right, across a narrow aisle, are the seats for the School of Foreign Languages.

As soon as Lu Xing sat down, the boy next to him let out a quiet sigh of relief.

"Finally, I'm sitting down."

As he spoke, he took his phone out of his pocket.

He also seems to be someone who isn't very proactive in socializing.

Lu Xing also took out his phone.

Since his neighbors didn't seem interested in interacting, he saw no need to embarrass himself.

People were still arriving at the auditorium.

The sounds of voices, footsteps, and the slight swaying of chairs blended together, creating an exceptionally noisy atmosphere.

It seems there's still some time before it officially starts.

He opened the software and casually browsed a few recent tech news articles.

At this point in time, China's mobile internet had begun to enter a stage of rapid development.

Various forms of group buying, social networking, mobile payment, and short video platforms are gradually emerging amidst a chaotic and brutal competition.

For Lu Xing, these are all the coming tides of the times.

In his previous life, he was one of those swept up in this wave.

Starting from his internship, he worked at one internet company after another, writing requirements, fixing bugs, launching, reviewing, and taking the blame.

Sometimes, when a project goes live, he can even hear the product manager next door laughing hysterically in the office at 3 a.m.

Those experiences have not disappeared.

Coding skills, engineering thinking, project architecture.

It even includes how to find your own space to survive among a group of top-performing writers...

All of these things were truly imprinted in Lu Xing's mind.

What he lacks now is not ability, but a reasonable starting point.

If he simply followed the course schedule during his four years of university, he would certainly have been able to graduate smoothly.

But that's too slow.

So slow that it couldn't keep up with the art exam that Lu Ningning wanted to take.

Lu Xing scrolled through the news with his head down, already starting to make plans in his mind.

After military training ends, formal courses should begin soon.

In the first semester of freshman year, the college usually arranges some basic courses.

If he follows the normal pace of a freshman, he will most likely need to adapt to the classroom first, and then gradually get involved in clubs and projects.

But Lu Xing clearly didn't intend to do it that way.

Based on his experience gained from working in large companies, ordinary on-campus projects, while challenging, were not particularly difficult for him.

What's truly valuable are those open competitions.

Especially those competitions that carry weight on your resume and provide access to real projects and resources.

For example, developer competitions and innovation and entrepreneurship events held by some companies.

Some competitions are not friendly to freshmen, with high entry requirements and a certain level of teamwork.

But that doesn't mean there's absolutely no chance.

As long as he can find the right people in advance and produce decent results, many things can move forward.

Lu Xing opened the school's official website, hoping to find any patterns in Jiangcheng University's past competition notices.

It's best to participate in a few competitions during your freshman year to get some practice and, incidentally, discover some talent.

Maybe I can even earn some bonus to buy things for Lu Ningning?

He only learned about many of the opportunities he had in his previous life later.

By the time they found out, the best time had already passed.

In this life, he doesn't want to fall into the same trap again.

As Lu Xing was pondering, a slight commotion suddenly arose around him.

The next second, a faint fragrance wafted to my side.

It has a light, clean scent, like the lingering fragrance of freshly washed hair—clean and not greasy.

Lu Xing hadn't even looked up yet when he realized what was happening.

The space between the chairs was already narrow.

Even with the small gap left by the academy's division in between, the distance between the two was still subtly close.

Lu Xing looked up.

Shen Qingyi sat beside him.

Exactly, on his right.