booktalesy Chapter 103: The Mysterious Gift on the First Day of School
Chapter 103: The Mysterious Gift on the First Day of School
A few minutes later.
Suddenly, footsteps came from the corridor, approaching from a distance.
Immediately afterwards, the dormitory door was pushed open from the outside and then closed again.
The movement was very light; the door lock clicked, almost inaudibly.
Lin Bei squinted and peeked down through the gap in the pillow.
It turned out to be the ocean in their dormitory; Bai Yawen had returned.
Moreover, he was holding a beautifully packaged box of chocolates.
A golden ribbon was tied into a bow on the box, and a line of cursive English text was printed on the box.
Bai Yawen placed the box of chocolates next to his pillow on his bed, took off his coat and draped it over the edge of the bed before lying down.
After he lay down, he gently turned over and soon became still.
Lin Bei also closed his eyes.
Chocolate, ribbons, packaging boxes with English printing...
Goodness, he truly lives up to his reputation as the King of the Sea!
It was only the first day of school, and after seeing two girls off, he brought back a box of chocolates.
Lin Bei reasonably deduced that the box of chocolates must have been given by the third girl.
He didn't think about it any further, turned over, and went to sleep.
……
2:30 p.m.
Lin Bei's phone alarm went off right on time.
The ringtone was Nokia's standard alarm, high-pitched and bright, which rang throughout the entire dormitory.
Lin Bei reached out and turned off the alarm, then sat up and rubbed his eyes.
Zhang Wei was woken up by his alarm clock. He poked his head out from under the covers and yawned, "What time is it?"
Wang Yuan lay there motionless, muttering, "It's still early, I'll sleep for another five minutes."
Lin Bei climbed down the bed ladder, walked to Wang Yuan's bedside, and patted the edge of his bed:
Still sleeping?
"It's already 2:30. The class meeting starts at 3:00. If we don't get up now, we'll be late."
Wang Yuan's eyes immediately opened when he heard the word "late".
He rolled over and sprang up off the bed, his movements so fast they were almost unrecognizable from before.
Afterwards, the four of them went to the bathroom one by one to wash up.
Zhang Wei used hairspray to comb his bangs upwards in front of the mirror.
After dialing it, I felt something was wrong, so I wiped it back with water and dialed it again.
When Bai Yawen washed his face, he also washed his hair.
When he came out, he used a towel to dry his wet curly hair, and water droplets soaked into the collar of his shirt, leaving a small dark patch.
Wang Yuan casually splashed water on his face, and that was it.
Lin Bei looked in the mirror and ran her fingers through her hair a few times.
His stubble on the sides was still short, and the hair on top of his head was just past his fingers. He could fix it in place by wetting it a little and flicking it upwards.
After washing his face, Lin Bei came out of the bathroom, draped a towel over the bed frame, and picked up his dormitory key and phone from the table, putting them in his pocket.
Zhang Wei rolled up the freshman guide into a tube and held it in his hand, asking, "Is everyone ready?"
Wang Yuan quickly said, "Okay, okay."
Bai Yawen had already hung the towel back on the bed frame and straightened his collar in front of the mirror.
Lin Bei opened the dormitory door and walked out first.
The window at the end of the corridor was open, and the September breeze carried the unique scent of freshly mowed grass, mixed with the slightly warm rubber smell of the distant running track after being baked by the sun.
The footsteps of four people echoed in the corridor as they walked towards the teaching building.
New students were also heading to the teaching building, and the whole campus was bustling with activity.
……
Building C, located at the end of the main road on campus, is an old-fashioned gray-white building.
The exterior walls were covered with ivy, its leaves swaying gently in the September breeze.
Lin Bei and his three roommates walked across the small square next to the playground and saw a lot of new students gathered at the entrance of Building C in the distance.
Some people were carrying their newly received military training uniforms back home, while others stood at the entrance, shouting into their phones, "I'm in the teaching building, where are you?"
There was a faint smell of paint in the air.
The handrails in the stairwell have been freshly painted with a layer of silver paint, and they are not completely dry yet.
When they reached the entrance of Building C, Zhang Wei suddenly stopped, rolled up the freshman guide into a tube, tapped his palm, and turned to say with a serious expression:
"Where do you think we should sit later?"
"I heard that it's important to grab a seat in college classes so you can hear things clearly if you sit close to the class."
Without a second thought, Lin Bei answered in a matter-of-fact tone, "Of course it's the first row."
"This will leave a good impression on the counselor, making it easier to ask for leave in the future."
Zhang Wei thought it made sense, nodded vigorously, stuffed the freshman guide into his pocket, and said:
"Okay, I'll go in and reserve a seat later."
Then, they pushed open the glass door of Building C and walked inside.
Lin Bei followed behind him, his pace neither hurried nor slow, his face devoid of any superfluous expression.
Wang Yuan and Bai Yawen walked at the back.
Bai Yawen lowered his voice and said something to Wang Yuan, who covered his mouth and smiled.
Classroom 203 is at the end of the second-floor corridor.
When Zhang Wei pushed open the door, there were already quite a few people sitting in the classroom. There were a few empty seats in the front row, but the seats by the window in the back row had been taken by several boys.
He strode straight to the center of the first row, slammed the freshman guide onto the table, and plopped down in his seat.
Then, he turned around to greet the person next to him.
There was no one around.
He was the only one in the first row.
Ok? !
Zhang Wei paused for a moment, then turned his head to look behind him.
They found Lin Bei, Wang Yuan, and Bai Yawen already sitting comfortably in the second-to-last row by the window.
Lin Bei leaned back in his chair and scrolled through his phone, while Wang Yuan leaned on the table and pulled out a comic book. Bai Yawen waved at Zhang Wei, smiling innocently.
With a "whoosh!", Zhang Wei's face turned red from the base of his neck all the way to the tips of his ears.
He hurriedly stood up, grabbed the freshman guide, strode to the second-to-last row, plopped down next to Lin Bei, and growled in an accusing tone:
"You guys tricked me!"
"You all agreed to sit in the first row, why did you three all run to the back?"
Lin Bei turned off his phone screen and put it in his pocket. He turned to look at Zhang Wei and smiled, "I said I wanted to sit in the first row to make a good impression on the counselor, not that I wanted to sit there myself."
Wang Yuan added from the side, "When Brother Lin Bei mentioned the first row, his eyes looked off, and I knew I shouldn't follow him."
Zhang Wei opened his mouth as if to curse, but realized that whatever he said would just be admitting he was stupid.
Finally, he slammed the freshman guide onto the table and gave a huffy snort.
Several girls nearby heard the commotion and turned around to look; some of them were secretly smiling.
2:55.
The counselor pushed open the door and walked in.
He was a young male teacher in his early thirties, surnamed Zhang. He wore silver-rimmed glasses, a dark blue polo shirt, a folder under his arm, and carried two large plastic bags of military training uniform in his hands.
He put his things on the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote the three characters "Zhang Deming" on the blackboard.
Then he turned around, dusted off his hands, and began to introduce himself:
"Hello students, I am a counselor from the School of Economics and Management, responsible for the Marketing and Business Administration majors."
"For the next four years, if you need anything, feel free to contact me. If you need to ask for leave, please send a text message in advance. Don't act first and ask for permission later."