Chapter 20: The Storm of Sports Competition Registration

  Back in the dormitory, Zhang Huban could hear the loud voices of Ho Chi Minh and others from afar. He couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that those kids must be playing cards again. For some reason, Zhang Huban found himself becoming more and more integrated into their lives, even sometimes envying their ordinary people's lives. He remembered one time when Ho Chi Minh couldn't stand Zhang Huban running to the library every day, so he and a few others dragged Zhang Huban to play cards with them. But with Zhang Huban's photographic memory, who could beat him? From then on, Zhang Huban was excluded from the dormitory's card games, and he could only reluctantly accept the reality of his super abilities.

  As expected, all five of them were in the dormitory, playing a popular game called "Five", where three people play against two. Hu Zhiming and Li Yong looked quite miserable, with sour faces, but it seemed like they always lost. Zhang Huban couldn't help but feel a little sorry for their not-so-bright brains.

  H? Chí Minh saw Zhang Hú return, perhaps holding another bad hand, and took the opportunity to slap his cards on the table, saying with a serious face: "Alright alright, the boss is back, let's not play anymore! Everyone discuss next week's college sports competition."

  For Ho Chi Minh's such a mischievous behavior, everyone has already gotten used to it, just gave him a hiss, let him off, then everyone involuntarily looked at Zhang Huban with some guilt.

  Although it's embarrassing to use mind-reading on his roommate, with Zhang Huban's keen intuition, he still felt that something bad was about to happen.

  As expected, Ho Chi Minh, who was pushed by the crowd as their representative, said with a humble tone: "Boss, there's something that needs to be reported to you!"

  Although there are few things in the world that can stump Zhang Huban, seeing Ho Chi Minh's hesitant look, Zhang Huban still said gruffly: "If you have something to say, say it quickly! If you have farted, let it out quickly!"

  Seeing Zhang Huban seemingly a bit angry, Hu Zhiming took a deep breath and showed an expression of "I'm going all out", saying: "Next weekend the college is holding a sports meeting, you also know that our dormitory except for you being tall and strong, and having lived in Wudang Mountain, so we all together pushed you as our dormitory's representative, and signed you up for several events."

  Zhang Huban glanced around at his roommates, and it's not bad to say that although he had been living in the deep mountains and valleys for many years, his skin was fair and transparent, and he looked elegant. He was about 175cm tall and of normal weight, while the others... Hu Zhiming didn't even need to compete, if he got any fatter, walking would become a problem! Chen Youyan was so thin that he looked like an African refugee, and none of the others were over 170cm tall. Zhang Huban nodded understandingly. "It's only right to report it, I mean, looking as tall and majestic as I do, I should be able to make some contributions to the dormitory and the class!" Zhang Huban rarely boasted like this.

  "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Everyone was in accordance with the Tao.

  "But we just accidentally reported a few more items." Li Yong muttered in a low voice.

  However, everyone was surprised to find that Zhang Huban did not ask questions as they had imagined, but only responded with a distracted "oh". To make matters worse, a master of the Yuan Dynasty period participated in the sports meeting, and it was not as simple as drinking water. Whether one project or two projects were participating, it made no difference to Zhang Huban.

  Zhang Huban didn't seem tense, so Li Yong thought he hadn't heard clearly or wasn't aware of the difficulty of those projects. He raised his voice slightly and said, "We've reported six projects to you."

  "Oh, which six items?" Zhang Huban asked calmly.

  "High jump, long jump, shot put, 100 meters, 1500 meters, and there's also a 10,000 meters. This 10,000 meters wasn't my idea, it was Fatso's!" In everyone's eyes, the 10,000 meters was an extremely daunting task, so Li Yong still felt very guilty for signing Zhang Huban up for such a project.

  "No big deal, just go for a run!" Seeing everyone's nervous appearance, Zhang Huban found it extremely amusing. Fortunately, his other identity was that of a legendary immortal, or else he would have been tortured to death by the project they reported.

  Zhang Hu Pan didn't blow up, and everyone couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, finally putting down the big stone that had been hanging in their hearts. In fact, they didn't want to report so many projects either, but since the person in charge of registration this time was the famous beauty Su Xue from the college, in order to get the beauty's attention, they actually forgot about their friendship and sold out their dormitory's leader. Since Zhang Hu Pan didn't take this matter to heart, Hu Zhi Ming and the others immediately returned to their old ways, shouting and continuing to play cards, leaving Zhang Hu Pan aside. Zhang Hu Pan looked at these brothers who didn't have any sense of justice, could only shake his head helplessly, and left the dormitory to go to the library again.

  Although the initial tense days have passed, I can now fully keep up with my classmates' pace and even surpass others in English. Zhang Huban no longer needs to study as anxiously as before, but he has become deeply fascinated by the civilization created by this weak human world considered insignificant by the Xiu Zhen realm. It can be said that Zhang Huban is now deeply immersed in it, constantly absorbing the knowledge of this world through books and enriching his own knowledge. In the ocean of knowledge, Zhang Huban feels a great sense of satisfaction, and through learning, he has also discovered many blank areas in various fields.

  Today, Zhang Huban intentionally found some books on food culture in the library. What Zhang Huban never expected was that food could be interpreted so richly, and the etiquette of dining could be expressed with such elegance and nobility. It was no longer just a simple act of filling one's stomach, but a sedimentation of historical culture. Through an afternoon of understanding, Zhang Huban more deeply felt the splendor of human civilization, and once again felt grateful for his master's decision to let him enter the world to cultivate. Otherwise, life would have missed out on many wonderful experiences, especially for these cultivators who possess endless years.