C11

When Tang Sanfei returned to his dorm with his bags in his hands, Tang Sanfei was still asleep. Qin Jianfeng gently opened all kinds of packaging, notebooks, tablets, and phones. After he finished arranging everything, he went online to enjoy his life.

The two words "online" were both familiar and unfamiliar to Qin Jianfeng. In the army, they practiced programming, deciphering, and so on. They rarely played surfing games online. But after borrowing Jin Haoyu's experience yesterday, he became a little addicted.

The intensity of the university students' military training was naturally an itch for Qin Jianfeng. However, all the freshmen were wailing in anguish. They believed that they would die from the pain in the next twenty days.

"What the f * ck is this thing!" Swordpoint Comrade muttered unhappily and looked at his watch. It was 11 o'clock, time to eat lunch.

His many years of military service had given him a habit — to eat and sleep! Hungry or not, sleepy or not ~

"Hmm ~ Hmm ~ Bring me some fish-flavored shredded meat ~ Mab tofu ~ Red Braised Ribs ~ and an omelette along with it ~" Tang Sanfei had just finished changing his shoes when he muttered with his eyes closed.

Qin Jianfeng: "~ ~!"

"Sure, go back to sleep!" Qin Jianfeng took his meal card. He had taken out a thousand yuan in cash in the morning and was going to use it later.

Tang Sanfei had actually woken up when Qin Jianfeng was fiddling with his computer, but he also had a heaven-defying ability that allowed him to sleep whenever he wanted. After letting himself sleep for another three hours, the Tang Clan's young master woke up, brimming with energy and vitality.

On Qin Jianfeng's desk, the computer screen was lit up. The laptop was also by his side, unlocked. This time, Tang Sanfei did not even glance at it! The other party's heart was selfless, so he decided not to act like such a despicable person.

After he finished washing the meal cards and packed up Tang Sanfei's lunch, Qin Jianfeng himself ordered a large amount of food to eat in a remote corner. Despite the thick pile of food, Qin Jianfeng managed to sweep it away with the speed of a tornado.

"No ~ I have to control it!" Rubbing his bulging belly, Qin Jianfeng decided that he could not continue to eat with his belly open! Wolf Fang's instructors were extremely abnormal. They first bulged the stomachs of the rookies, then they controlled their diets to increase the rookies' ability to resist hunger and thirst, thereby tempering their ability to survive and hide behind the enemy lines.

Although Qin Jianfeng could now eat without any worries, before they parted ways, the old chief's ambiguous gaze had made him shudder whenever he thought of it. Instinct told him that there would be a day when he would return. Rather than suffering at that time, he might as well control it now.

When he returned to the dorm, Tang Sanfei was already sitting by the table. It seemed like he was waiting for the dinner to start.

"Three grams of oil, three grams of oil! I'm really hungry! " Receiving the lunch, Tang Sanfei could not wait and started to eat.

Tang Sanfei laughed mischievously, "I was supposed to be ~ ahh ~ happy to have a good roommate like you all night long ~"

Qin Jianfeng ignored this fellow's horses and continued browsing the web, hungering down for more information.

"You can play games, ah. There are a lot of Penguin games, you can choose one to play, or else, this college will be hard to bear for four years ~" Tang Sanfei mumbled as he ate the pork ribs.

Qin Jianfeng shook his head slightly, "That's too time-consuming. I think some fantasy trivia is pretty good!"

"It's up to you ~ I need to go out in the afternoon. You have fun yourself!" Tang Sanfei wolfed down his food, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then left in a hurry.

The dormitory was empty. Qin Jianfeng carried his laptop and went straight to bed. Playing with the computer, taking an afternoon nap, it was still very enjoyable.

After sleeping comfortably for an hour, Qin Jianfeng washed his face and leaned against the balcony. He looked down at the bustling crowd below and felt that something was off.

"If there was an official from the Xi Men family downstairs, wouldn't I become Pan Jinlian?" The Swordpoint Comrade muttered and returned back to his dorm to continue surfing the net.

On the campus website, a thread regarding the welcoming party was pinned down.

"Tsk tsk ~ This party is quite interesting!" Qin Jianfeng skimmed through the crowd. There were old school buddies attending this year's welcoming party, and the most eye-catching one was Li Lan Qing and Li Lao. He had stayed at the top of the pyramid before, and being able to gather with such an elder was a grand occasion.

"What... is going on?" Since the welcoming party was mainly for the new students, they would have to focus on their performances. However, the new students had just entered the school and needed to be investigated and coordinated. The program was mostly empty, which was why Qin Jianfeng was able to see him at a glance.

"Qin Jiefeng ~ The flute performance of an ancient musical instrument ~"

After silently reciting it, Jian Feng felt very tired. It must have been Zhu Keqing who had added it to his account. Looking at the comments again, although it was not very lively, there were still some students who jokingly said, "We must watch Brother Security play the flute ~ ~ ~"

After drawing a circle to curse Zhu Keqing, Qin Jianfeng took out a long stick wrapped in silk from his luggage.

Carefully untying the silk, a dark green jade flute appeared.

Whose jade flute's voice of flight spread into the spring wind to fill Luo City. If there was anything that could prove that he had stayed in Mount Wudang for seven years, then this jade flute was definitely the best proof.

Since he could remember, Qin Jianfeng had not seen his parents. It was a group of Taoists at Mount Wudang who brought him up! Teach him how to read and write, practice martial arts! His work and rest habits were very similar to those of some tragic figure — he only did three things a day: practice martial arts, read books, and sleep! The only way to amuse himself was to play the flute. Only when he played the flute would he be able to relax his exhausted heart.

At first, he played Liu Di, but later he slowly turned into a bamboo flute. In the end, the ancestor gave her beloved jade flute to him, but after playing it a few times, he left the mountain. Later, he added in the Wolf Fang and calculated with his fingers, the number of times he truly played this jade flute could be counted on one hand.

Flute, in the national band, the flute is a decisive playing instrument, as the national representative of the playing of pipe music, known as the "King of Folk Music."

When Qin Jiefeng was young, his favorite tune was "Small Bullshit". The melody was melodious and peaceful, and his mood was bright and fresh. The lyrical folk song color and rich pastoral style, now come to think of it still let him miss.

"How time flies ~" Qin Jianfeng did not know why, but his eyes were slightly red. He hadn't shed tears in a long time, and he couldn't shed tears today either.

Picking up the jade flute, her pinky puckered slightly. The familiar melody floated in the dorm, the cheerful and pleasant flute music flying in the air.

"Are you guys okay?" After the song ended, Qin Jianfeng looked out of the window at the tall buildings as he muttered to himself.

Night had fallen. Qin Jianfeng locked the door and jogged to the cafeteria for dinner.

The freshmen were in groups of two or three, while the older students were in pairs. Qin Jianfeng felt like he was a lonely, single dog.

"One day, when you have no choice but to take off your military uniform and become a commoner again, you will miss every minute, every second, as a soldier." In Qin Jianfeng's mind, he suddenly recalled the words that the company commander had said to all the new recruits after their training! He knew that now, he had finally experienced it for himself.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the canteen, Qin Jianfeng discovered that the entrance was filled with students who were watching the show.

"What happened?" Qin Jianfeng stood on his tiptoes and said.

"I'm not sure, but it seems like a guy was confessing to a girl? "Heavens, this is too romantic!" A girl beside Qin Jianfeng said with an expression of infatuation.

Qin Jianfeng "—!"

"Can't you just go somewhere else and confess? How do I eat when I'm blocking the dining hall's entrance? " Swordpoint Comrade was very unhappy.

The girl immediately glared viciously at this unromantic guy. After realizing that he was quite handsome, she suppressed her anger and asked, "What do you know about romance?"

"I don't understand!" But I'm sure this place is not romantic! " Qin Jianfeng shook his head.

The girl said contemptuously, "You're a mountain cannon!"

"If you have the ability, then shut her up in the female restroom to confess!" Qin Jianfeng teased the girl as he ignored her unsightly expression.

Right in the middle of the crowd, a young boy in a well-ironed suit, with the help of his companions, was holding a bunch of roses. There were a total of 99 roses, and he kneeled down on one knee and confessed to a long-haired girl in jeans, skates, and a white shirt.