Ye Xiujie was startled, then let out a loud cry.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! A woman!"
The extremely loud volume, combined with a slightly hoarse voice, made the sound incredibly impactful. Furthermore, male university freshmen are at an age where they eagerly pursue the opposite sex, and as an athlete, his first reaction was to focus not on the character, but on the gender.
What? You're saying this isn't a woman? This is a femboy?
What a joke! How could I possibly be mistaken? That body fragrance, that expression, that figure—this is a girl! And she's my dream goddess!
"A woman? Where's a woman?"
Soon, the sound of doors opening echoed in the hallway, and then people poked their heads out, looking around.
"Hey, hey, buddy, you're not getting spring fever, are you? This is a damn male dorm; where would a woman come from?"
"But... but..."
Ye Xiujie stammered as he looked into the stairwell, but by then, the figure had already vanished from his sight. Only that silhouette was firmly etched in his mind, refusing to disappear.
When he rushed to the third floor and peered down the hallway, he still didn't see the figure. Everything... seemed to have been just his hallucination.
Room 302. Pingjiang University's male dorms are quad rooms, but due to later major transfers, there are now three people in the room.
"What's with all the wailing outside?"
In front of the desk by the window on the left, a male student wearing black-rimmed glasses frowned, took off his headphones, and leaned back in his chair, asking the tall, brawny, honest-looking male student next to him. It's worth noting that the game on the black-rimmed glasses male student's computer desktop was Valorant.
The male student with black-rimmed glasses was named Yun Tao, and the other was Yuwen Chong. It's worth noting that although those familiar with him usually called him Wenchong, his actual surname was Yuwen and his given name was Chong. And at that moment, he was playing CSGO.
Yes, one a Valorant freshman, one a CSGO senior, though their images were slightly different.
"I don't know, didn't hear clearly. Maybe a freshman took the wrong medicine?"
Yuwen Chong spread his hands. Although they had also progressed from freshmen to their current third year, as third-year seniors, they showed no mercy in slandering the freshmen.
Of course, perhaps it was precisely because they had gone through freshman year that they understood how naive and cute they themselves had been back then.
"Alright, speaking of which... do you think Old Fourth will be back tonight?"
"Hard to say, he's a busy man."
Yun Tao said with a hint of teasing, but his voice carried a touch of envy.
They were in a 'bottomless pit' major, one where supply exceeded demand, with narrow employment prospects. However, Mo Yu, through hard work and luck, had gained the recognition of a professor in their field, who took him under his wing. Now, he often helped out in the professor's Laboratory, gaining experience, and direct admission to graduate school was already a certainty.
However, envy was envy, but Yun Tao wasn't jealous. After all, in their major, to stand out, luck alone wasn't enough; talent was also required. To put it bluntly, in Yun Tao's opinion, Mo Yu was made for this kind of work.
It's worth noting that he was called Old Fourth because of the original four-person dorm arrangement, and Mo Yu's birthday was indeed a bit later.
"But, I remember, he wasn't going to Professor Li's to help today. He said he was going to support his best friend's sister for the college entrance exam, and he left with a bunch of bags."
"Speaking of the college entrance exam... our area really got some attention this year."
"How so?"
"Well, today, at the entrance of one of our exam sites, there was a super-accurate Ruan Mei cosplayer. Not only did she completely mesmerize the reporters, but she also gave out prizes and played the ruan on the spot. It was damn awesome."
"Oh, ho, got a video?"
Hearing these words, Yun Tao immediately became interested. The charm of journalism was precisely this: if it was just a super-accurate cosplayer, perhaps it wouldn't be much, but if you said someone had even confused the reporters, then you definitely had to take a closer look.
"Yes, brother, yes. I have a friend who just happened to be there, but he only ran over after watching the live stream, so the process isn't complete. Just make do with it."
With that, Yuwen Chong forwarded a video to Yun Tao.
"Holy shit! This... this is too awesome! This is completely on another level; it's practically an innate Ruan Mei Holy Body."
"If I could date a Ruan Mei like this, I'd even be willing to marry her!"
"Tsk tsk, taking everything, you, well, just stick to being a Valorant freshman."
"What are you talking about! Can't I fantasize a little?"
After saying that, both of them laughed in unison. As mentioned before, in college, the best time for dating is generally freshman year. For third-year students like them, they basically don't consider such things anymore. Of course, there are occasional exceptions, and if such a situation truly arises, it would naturally be subjected to a barrage of criticism from the entire dorm.
Well, it would be the same even if they weren't third-year students.
Just then, with a series of electronic beeps, the dorm room door opened. However, the two people who were talking didn't pay attention.
Only Old Fourth could enter the dorm with a room card.
"You're back, Old Fourth?"
"Mm."
"Did it go smoothly?"
"Mm."
"It's hilarious, you know, there was a Ruan Mei at our exam site who completely confused the interviewing reporters."
"I know, she just forgot some of her lines."
"Tsk, how do you know? You don't tell me you like this type, do you?"
"Because... I was there, and she interviewed me."
"Huh?"
Hearing these words, Yun Tao, who had already started a game, immediately turned his head and then froze in place, while Yuwen Chong, who had his back to Mo Yu, also turned his head.
"You're kidding, right, Old...?"
Yuwen Chong turned his head, and what met his eyes was a black-haired woman who seemed to have stepped out of a game. Her calm, almost indifferent expression was completely identical to the real Ruan Mei.
This... what the hell is going on?
"No... are you Old Fourth?"
"Otherwise?"
"Did you... did you go to Thailand?"
"6."
Mo Yu rolled his eyes, then sat down in his seat and let out a long sigh. Fortunately, he was fast enough not to be caught; otherwise, he would definitely be on the campus network tomorrow.
To be honest, he felt that perhaps he should wear a mask.
In fact, at Pingjiang University, there are quite a few otaku, and quite a few boys who cosplay or even cross-dress. Generally speaking, boys will choose to wear masks. This way, many people will actually assume they are boys and won't necessarily mistake them for girls.