Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Liu Chiwang then plopped down on a stool, unscrewed a bottle of water, took a couple of gulps, and started complaining about his major with his three roommates.

But since they were all young men who had just turned eighteen, the conversation naturally turned to games, the opposite sex, and dating.

After the four of them settled their luggage, it was almost midnight.

Liu Chiwang suggested eating in the cafeteria, and the other two immediately agreed.

Ding Heng thought for a moment, then took out his phone and sent a message to Wen Jing.

[Ding Heng]: I probably won't be able to have pancakes for lunch. I have to have dinner with my roommate first. Yan hope made plans tonight, so we'll meet up then.

【Good Luck Xiaojing】: [Little Rabbit OK.jpg]

[Ding Heng]: Are your roommates all doing well?

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: That's great.

[Ding Heng]: See you tonight.

【Good Luck Xiaojing】: [Little Rabbit Waving.jpg]

After the conversation ended, Ding Heng went to the cafeteria with the others.

The cafeteria was crowded as lunchtime approached.

The four of them got their food and found a corner to sit down.

After taking only two bites, Liu Chiwang suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Hey, hey, look over there, look over there."

Several people followed his gaze.

Across from me, a girl was carrying a tray and looking for a seat.

She was not tall, wearing a loose gray tracksuit, her hair tied in a simple ponytail, revealing a fair and pretty oval face.

At this moment, he was looking around in a panic, feeling confused and wondering, "Why are there so many people? Where should I go?"

She dodged left and right, avoiding the crowds carrying trays, and finally found an empty seat where no one was around.

She quickly went over and sat down with a sigh of relief.

Even when wearing loose-fitting sportswear, the fabric in front of her chest still stretched out in an unusual curve when she sat down.

It's not the kind of exaggerated or deliberately showy thing.

It's the kind of thing where you clearly want to hide it, but you just can't.

Liu Chiwang swallowed a mouthful of rice: "Holy crap! This is amazing!"

Qian Pu exclaimed in admiration, "Wow, you guys say she's a senior or a classmate?"

Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, probably thinking it wasn't appropriate to talk about girls, so he didn't reply, but his gaze unconsciously drifted over.

Liu Chiwang's eyes darted around: "Who dares to go up and ask for their contact information?"

Qian Pu urged, "Why don't you go?"

"I?"

Liu Chiwang shook his head: "With my appearance, I'd scare people away as soon as I went up there. Chen Mo, you look so refined, you go."

Chen Mo blushed and lowered his head: "I'm not going..."

Taking the opportunity, Liu Chiwang suggested, "How about we make a bet? Whoever dares to get the contact information will have the other three treat us to this meal."

Before he finished speaking, Ding Heng had already put down his chopsticks and stood up.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the three, he walked through the crowd and headed straight for the girl.

Wenjing was engrossed in her meal when a male voice came from above her.

"Excuse me, is anyone sitting next to you?"

She shuddered in fright and quickly shook her head.

"No, no one's here... You, you sit down!"

After saying that, she reflexively picked up her plate, preparing to get up and change seats, but a large hand firmly grabbed her shoulder and pressed her back into her seat.

Ding Heng joked, "We've only been apart for a short while, and you can't even recognize my voice?"

"Ding Heng?!"

Wenjing let out a long breath and picked up her chopsticks again: "You scared me to death..."

Ding Heng sat down beside her, his hand still on her shoulder.

In the distance, Liu Chiwang, Qian Pu, and Chen Mo were stunned.

"Holy crap, he just pinned them down and wouldn't let them leave?"

"Will this work?"

"Isn't he afraid that girls will sue him for harassment?"

Ding Heng didn't care about his three roommates' thoughts for the time being, and only asked curiously, "What's going on? Didn't you say you got along well with your roommates? Why are you eating alone? Did you have a conflict as soon as school started?"

Wenjing quickly waved her hand: "No, no! They are all very nice people."

"Then why don't you go together?"

"They...they went to eat at Haidilao."

"You didn't go?"

"I didn't go."

Why not go?

"Too expensive."

The simple and honest reason... Ding Heng covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He was silent for two seconds, then let out a long sigh.

"You're already not a group member once school starts? Aren't you afraid of being added to a smaller group chat?"

"what?"

The group name will be: "[No Wenjing]".

"No, it can't be that bad... Don't think so badly of us girls!"

She pouted cutely, unable to refute, "Didn't you also not eat with your roommate?"

Ding Heng pointed to a spot not far away.

Wenjing turned her head and saw three boys staring at her and Ding Heng. When they saw her looking over, they immediately lowered their heads to eat and divert their attention.

Ding Heng suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I might have exaggerated a bit just now, but it's always good to try to get along with your roommates. If you really can't get along... then come to me for help."

Wenjing nodded, as obedient as ever.

Ding Heng continued to reassure them, "Don't worry, we'll only stay in the dorms for a year or two at most. We'll all have to move out sooner or later."

Wenjing asked, puzzled: "Move out?"

"Ah."

Why move out?

"What do you think?"

Ding Heng looked at her, smiling but saying nothing.

When Wenjing met Ding Heng's gaze, she seemed to suddenly understand something, and her face flushed red.

She quickly picked up a piece of shredded potato with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth, but then couldn't help but mutter, "So... is it just the two of us?"

Ding Heng grinned mischievously: "Who else do you want?"

Wenjing ate her food in silence, without saying another word.

Chapter 56: Sword Immortal?

Ding Heng finished his meal with Wen Jing, patted her head, and then turned back to his seat.

"They're back! They're back!"

Liu Chiwang asked excitedly, "How was it? How was it?"

Ding Heng sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and continued eating.

"What do you mean, how about it?"

"That girl!"

Qian Pu leaned closer: "Did you get their contact information?"

"I didn't ask."

"Didn't you ask?" Liu Chiwang's eyes widened. "Then why did you go there?"

Ding Heng picked up a piece of braised pork and slowly put it in his mouth: "I feel sorry for her, so I'll eat with her."

Liu Chiwang and Qian Pu exchanged a puzzled look.

Accompanying someone to dinner?

What are some new ways to start a conversation?

Chen Mo was the first to react: "Ding Heng, you know her, right?"

Ding Heng smiled and nodded.

Liu Chiwang suddenly realized: "Holy crap, no wonder! How come they started hitting each other the moment they met!"

Qian Pu then asked, "What is your relationship?"

Liu Chiwang turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "What other relationship could there be? You don't need to ask."

……

Around 6 p.m., Ding Heng picked up Wen Jing in his car and drove towards Hunan Normal University.

At the foot of Yuelu Mountain, this area is home to a cluster of universities.