Chapter 8: A Chance Encounter

  The busy pace of life is still proceeding slowly, and some trivial matters in life are constantly impacting my brain's limit, so that I forgot to return the umbrella.

  It wasn't until the aunt who swept the corridor dragged a huge mop in the corridor and shouted loudly "Whose black umbrella! Don't take it away!" that I remembered that the black umbrella was still left in the corridor.

  University is indeed a place that looks leisurely but is actually deadly busy.

  At this moment, that sentence is still spinning in my mind: Zhao Jun, School of Engineering Management, Accounting Department Class 6.

  Through my sparse network of connections, I finally managed to gather some information about Zhao Jun.

  Every evening at 7 o'clock, Zhao Jun practices Taekwondo in the gym on the 9th floor of the main building. Also, he is a senior in his third year.

  I tidied myself up with ulterior motives, although I didn't dare hope for love at first sight or anything like that, but at least on the first meeting I should look neat and tidy.

  It wasn't until I reached the entrance of the classroom that I realized I had forgotten my umbrella.

  No wonder Liang Xue always insults me, "Your memory grows out with your hair, not a bit is stored in your brain."

  I stood at the entrance of the gym like a pervert, and through the gap of the door, I recognized Zhao Jun's figure at a glance.

  What a great physique that gathers the spirit of heaven and earth! Must give a thumbs up!

  Just as I was satisfied with my sneaky peek, a shameless conversation came into my ears: "Hey! Classmate! Your eyeballs have fallen off! Pick them up quickly!"

  I immediately turned around, and a length of over 180 cm of heterochromatic freshness covered my line of sight. I carefully pondered again, estimating that he was a freshman because his behavior had an air of hostility towards the world, but he looked quite exceptional.

  It was probably my unflinching gaze that made him uncomfortable, his face suddenly turned bright red and warm, and his words began to stutter like a half-paralyzed person: "Y-you... standing at the door for what!"

  For a young girl like me who is not very experienced in the world, I really don't know how to handle this situation.

  So I played truant again with my innate spirit and turned around to walk away, leaving him alone at the door to continue getting red-hot and excited!

  As I walked out of the teaching building, I met Liang Xue. She was carrying a big watermelon and panted as she crawled forward to the dormitory.

  I walked forward and casually hugged the watermelon in my arms. As a result, that melon was not ordinary heavy, I almost fell to the ground.

  A "Hey!" from behind stopped Liang Xue and me again.

  I turned around, and it was just the little punk who had been teasing me at the gym door.

  "Can you give me your phone number?" The little punk walked straight up to me, and it was clear that the flush on his face hadn't faded yet.

  His sudden inquiry left me at a loss, can this be considered an indirect confession?

  "18243046677, her phone number." Liang Xue saw me standing there speechless and simply answered this question that was even harder to answer than what we were going to have for dinner tonight.

  "Thanks!" The little punk answered and then disappeared in a flash.

  I stood there with my mouth agape, staring in the direction he had left. Suddenly I felt that this kid's eyes must have been blind to actually be interested in me.

  "This kid is quite good-looking! It's just that he doesn't have a strong sense of vision and doesn't even know how to help us carry watermelons."

  "You're really blind! You casually gave out my phone number to others! Aren't you afraid he's a scammer, specifically targeting naive girls?"

  I indignantly shouted at Liang Xue, who was facing me, and out of revenge, I threw the big half watermelon back into her arms. As a result, she was hit by the big watermelon and fell directly to the ground.

  Seeing the situation was not good, I spread my legs and ran towards the dormitory. All I heard was Liang Xue shouting at me without weakness: "Li Weiming! Even if it's a pyramid scheme, you have to make it into a mental hospital!"

  That night after returning to the dormitory, I couldn't sleep. It wasn't because I had just seen Zhao Jun in the gym and was thrilled, nor was it because a young punk had asked for my phone number and I was excited.

  The reason for my insomnia is only one, while I was sneaking a peek at Zhao Jun, I also saw Zhu Yang, who was practicing Taekwondo in the gym, and his new girlfriend, who looked like an angel.