Yang Xiuwen carried Li Xiaotong's suitcase to the girls' dormitory.

At this time, the building management aunt was not as strict as later generations. She just asked and let him go up, which was also 306 on the third floor.

Walking to the door, Yang Xiuwen said, "Xiaotong, why don't I go in? It's inconvenient because they are all girls."

Li Xiaotong glared at him, which clearly meant "If you dare to leave, give it a try."

I opened the door and walked in. I suddenly remembered the chirping sounds in the bedroom. "Xiaotong, you are back and you miss me so much." "Xiaotong, I bought a skirt. Does it look good?" "Xiaotong, I seem to have changed again.

It’s too big, and everything I wore before was too small.”

Yang Xiuwen wanted to run outside, but he could think of the scene inside.

At this time, I heard Li Xiaotong say, "Sisters, clean up, my boyfriend is outside."

There were screams for a while...

I don't know how long it took, but I heard Li Xiaotong shouting, "Xiuwen, come in."

He took a deep breath, knocked on the door as if going to the execution ground, then opened the door and walked in.

What he wore today was the light gray jacket, white shirt, trousers, and black leather shoes that Li Xiaotong bought for him. Coupled with the earthly aura about him, he looked very handsome, handsome, and extraordinary.

The girls in the dormitory howled...

A girl came to him and stood on tiptoe, put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Handsome, what do you think of me? Choose me again." After saying that, she puffed up her chest, which was really impressive.

Yang Xiuwen smiled and said, "I don't dare to change. I'm afraid that the one in my family will never be able to turn over in this life, haha."

Everyone present laughed...

Li Xiaotong came over with satisfaction, pulled the girl away, took his arm and said, "Let me introduce, Yang Xiuwen, childhood sweetheart, Department of Archeology."

Then he pointed at the girl just now and said, "Zhao Li, from Northeast China. The small and exquisite one is Yu Xiaofei, from Sichuan. The other one, Sun Qian, is from Zhongjing."

He turned to Yang Xiuwen and asked, "Do you think the girls in our dormitory are pretty?"

Why are girls like this? How can I answer this?

He carefully looked at the three girls in the dormitory and said, "Plums, orchids, bamboos, and chrysanthemums are all different. The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, the north is cool, and the capital is beautiful and grand. But I still like the beauty and straightforwardness of the northwest."

Several girls looked at him in surprise. In one sentence, they complimented them poetically and pointed out their special liking. This cultural background...

Li Xiaotong was extremely satisfied and said to him with a smile, "Okay, I guess you are right. You can go back and tell your roommate and I will make arrangements."

Yang Xiuwen left quickly. On the way back to the dormitory, thinking back to the scene just now, he was so shocked that even a girl in the 1990s was shocked.

When the couple in the dormitory saw him coming back, they quickly asked, "How are you doing? Isn't it beautiful?"

What he could say was that it was pretty good. But it was also true that the girls each had their own merits.

The four of them discussed it and decided to go out for a meal in the evening. They ordered a few dishes near the school and ate and drank. During the chat, Yang Xiuwen learned about his roommate's situation.

Song Yi, a native of Hotan, Xinjiang, Northwest China, whose parents were from the border area, worked as a teacher in a local school. He liked jade culture, so he applied for the archeology major.

Zhang Jun is from Kaifeng, Central Plains. His parents are from the Cultural Relics Bureau, so he is an internal recruit.

Hu Yuan's parents have nothing to do with this business. He is a businessman. His grandfather played antiques. Influenced by his grandfather since he was a child, he applied for archeology. The family is not short of money.

At the dinner table, Song Yi asked to sort things out, and it turned out that he was 21 years old, the eldest, Zhang Jun, the second, Yang Xiuwen, the third, and Hu Yuan, the fourth. After having a good meal and wine, they went back arm in arm.

At six o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiuwen got up gently and put on his sports clothes. The dormitory faced south and faced north and could not receive the morning sun, so he had to go to a remote part of the school to continue practicing.

The campus was very quiet at this time. Walking on the path blocked by lush trees, Yang Xiuwen moved his feet and his body was three or four centimeters above the ground in an instant.

It looks like he is walking, but he is actually floating. He gave this technique a good name - Xiaoyaobu.

Soon we arrived at a good place. Next to the school's artificial lake, there was a rockery three to four meters high. No one usually went up to it. Even if you looked up from below, you couldn't see the top.

He looked around, jumped up with a swish of his feet, found a flat place, sat cross-legged, and continued his practice.

Since he entered the third level of Qi training, his cultivation speed has become slower and slower. The reason is that the demand for spiritual energy has been huge since the third level, but now there is too little spiritual energy.

Looking inside the Dantian, several mung bean-sized rings have slowly turned into five light balls, which are still the size of mung beans. Some are bright and some are weak. The three of earth, wood and fire are brighter, and the two of gold and water are very dark.

The dark energy is more and more like a fish, entrenched on one side and black stones on the other side, not disturbing each other, very harmonious.

The strange thing is that a trace of white substance appeared on the black stone, faintly visible.

Yang Xiuwen stabilized his mind and quickly entered into cultivation.
Chapter completed!