Li Xiaoqiang heard these words and realized he was starting to like this little brat. Such an interesting child, look, so sensible, truly teachable.
Zhou Wudie stood with her hands on her hips and snorted coldly, "Dongdong, listen to your sister, he's a bad man."
"Pfft!" Dongdong retorted discontentedly, "Sis, you're just deceiving a child, but I'm an adult now. However, that being said, who else would badmouth their own boyfriend like you? That's just not straightforward."
Li Xiaoqiang, hearing this, found that he had fallen deeply in love with this little brat.
Li Xiaoqiang patted Dongdong's shoulder and said, "Buddy, I can take you as a disciple of the Outer Sect for now. As for whether to accept you into the Inner Sect, that will depend on your performance in the future."
Zhou Dongdong, upon hearing Li Xiaoqiang's words, jumped up happily like a sparrow.
Zhou Dongdong gave Li Xiaoqiang a thumbs-up and exclaimed, "Master, you're so manly!"
Zhou Wudie was furious at Zhou Dongdong's attitude. She couldn't believe her mischievous and rebellious brother, who would not listen to anyone, was showing full admiration for Li Xiaoqiang on their first meeting. Incredulous!
Zhou Wudie said hotly, "Dongdong, why are you turning your back on me? I won't set you up with a little girlfriend ever again."
Dongdong chuckled and replied, "Sis, those you introduce are all young girls, and to be honest, I'm not interested. Besides, I'm not turning my back. He's my brother-in-law, you know."
Zhou Wudie, seeing Li Xiaoqiang's schadenfreude, wished she could administer instant justice on the spot.
Afterward, Li Xiaoqiang started to find this little brat troublesome again. The kid kept circling around him, asking what our Sect's name was, if our supreme martial arts were like the Nine Yang True Scripture, and so on.
After leaving Zhou Wudie, Li Xiaoqiang deposited the money into the bank, then headed to the school.
He still had two elective courses that morning.
Li Hao returned to the dormitory where Lin Zhiming, Lu Erben, and Chen Jianguo were all present.
Upon seeing Li Xiaoqiang returning, Lin Zhiming approached and scrutinized him, shaking his head, "Brother, you're not being very loyal, are you? We, brothers, went to the police station for you, thinking you might have been beaten to a pulp, but then we heard of your glorious deeds, worrying us for nothing. Now tell me, how should we punish you?"
When Lin Zhiming mentioned punishment, a sly look came over his eyes. Li Xiaoqiang had an ill feeling and hastily darted out of the dorm, only for Lu Erben to shut the door directly.
Li Xiaoqiang backed into a corner of the dorm, smiling awkwardly, "Guys, my phone's out of battery, yeah? You can't blame me, right? Hold on, we gotta change our dorm's ironclad rules. Wait, wait, how about I treat you guys to a big meal, can we let it slide this time?"
Li Xiaoqiang, cornered, pleaded with his roommates like a woman, beseeching for mercy, their dorm rules were indeed bizarre and absurd.
Lu Erben stuck out his tongue, licking his lips while staring at Li Xiaoqiang with a look that said he was about to ravish a good family's maiden. Rolling up his sleeves, Lu Erben grinned, "Tsk tsk, it's been a while since our little Xiaoqiang comrade has graced us. Today presents yet another glorious and arduous task!"
Lin Zhiming, looking at Chen Jianguo, spoke earnestly, "Report to the dorm leader, member Li Xiaoqiang is trying to bribe us. According to the dormitory regulations, how should he be punished?"
Chen Jianguo clenched his fist, his voice booming, "By the 28th ironclad rule of the dorm, bribery incurs an additional degree of penalty and must be strictly punished. Take off your trousers and play our American Goddess."
"Ah?" Li Xiaoqiang turned pale upon hearing this.
Thus, an inappropriate scene for children unfolded. Li Xiaoqiang was at the mercy of these beasts, while the three in the dorm laughed uproariously. Chen Jianguo, with a serious expression, declared, "Considering comrade Li Xiaoqiang's active cooperation, let's have a big feast tonight."
These were Li Xiaoqiang's roommates, with whom he spent four years in a mix of laughter, bickering, and more often, coming together to discuss women, life, and dreams.
Soon after, Li Xiaoqiang attended his last college elective course, "History of Western Culture," taking a seat in the last row. The instructor was a middle-aged woman.
Before long, it was time for questions, and a girl with twin ponytails stepped up to the podium. She was dressed simply in a white shirt, slightly baggy jeans, and canvas shoes—not made up like the other girls.
She was like an orchid living in the deep mountains, emanating a kind of spiritual energy.
Especially those eyes—clear as a spring, calm as a virgin, vivacious as a hare.
Once she stepped onto the platform, the classroom, with over a hundred people, became instantly silent, all eyes drawn to her. She was a girl of legendary allure.
She was the dream woman of all the male students at Jinnan University. To put it bluntly, even Li Xiaoqiang had fantasized about her.
Su Xiaoya!
Jinnan University's campus beauty, ranked first in an online college beauty contest, graced the covers of multiple fashion magazines, with pursuers as numerous as the carps crossing the river.
Every year she received the national inspirational scholarship and held several part-time jobs. In four years of university, she never once dated.
She seemed beyond the reach of any earthly man—not a single exquisite word seemed to do her justice.
Beneath her ethereal beauty, she possessed the heart of a poet and scholar, and when she spoke, she exuded a thick fragrance of books.
The world is not short of goddesses, but a goddess who possesses both beauty and wisdom is a treasure that any male creature would desire to defile.
While Li Xiaoqiang was lost in thought, his name was called out. Li Xiaoqiang walked up to the podium naturally, glanced at Su Xiaoya, took a piece of chalk, and wrote a classic sentence from Stendhal's "The Black and White" in French on the blackboard, "Every man has a grave in his heart where he buries the one he deeply loves".
Li Xiaoqiang had been influenced by his grandfather's calligraphy since childhood, and his handwriting was strong and powerful, commanding respect from everyone in the classroom.
Li Xiaoqiang briefly explained the meaning of the book before stepping down from the podium.
When the bell for the end of the class rang, Li Xiaoqiang left the classroom as usual.
Just as Li Xiaoqiang stepped out of the classroom, his phone rang. Taking it out, he saw it was a call from Liang Bowen. Li Xiaoqiang chuckled, "Principal, is there something you need me for?"
Liang Bowen said in a low voice, "Li, I need to trouble you again, and I haven't had the chance to thank you for last time."
Li Xiaoqiang replied, "Principal, just tell me what you need, there's no need to be polite with me."
Liang Bowen took a deep breath and said, "It's about my daughter's illness, I hope you can come and have a look. As a father, my heart is always weighed down by a stone."
Li Xiaoqiang readily agreed to Liang Bowen's request.
Suddenly, Liang Bowen himself actually drove to the school to pick up Li Xiaoqiang. When Li Xiaoqiang arrived at Liang Bowen's house, he was slightly startled by the luxurious decor and the standalone villa.
When Liang Bowen brought Li Xiaoqiang to the living room, he stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said in a low voice, "Li, my daughter can be a bit eccentric. If she says anything out of line later, I hope you won't take it to heart."
Li Xiaoqiang nodded slightly; he had seen from Liang Bowen's aura that Liang Bowen's daughter, Liang Yunyun, had been sick for six years, unable to leave her bed.
For a young girl, even without an illness, being confined could cause one to become sick, so Li Xiaoqiang didn't mind it.
Li Xiaoqiang entered Liang Yunyun's bedroom, which was very cozy. A nanny guarded the door. Liang Yunyun was lying in bed, holding a web novel called "The Strongest Doctor" by author Jiugu Liang.
Li Xiaoqiang was taken aback; many of his classmates were reading this novel, and although they said the author's writing was nonsensical, the plot was passable.
Liang Yunyun's somewhat chubby cheeks gave her a cute appearance, and Li Xiaoqiang had to admit, Liang Yunyun was a beauty and looked very much like her mother.
When Liang Yunyun saw Li Xiaoqiang enter the bedroom, she asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Li Xiaoqiang said with a small smile, "Your father has asked me to treat you."
"Treat me? Get out, I don't need treatment!" Liang Yunyun glared at Li Xiaoqiang angrily.
Li Xiaoqiang had never encountered such a fiery-tempered girl and thought to himself that it was none of his concern if he wasn't ill.
However, remembering what Liang Bowen had told him, Li Xiaoqiang suppressed his anger and said sternly, "Your father asked me to treat you, please cooperate."
Liang Yunyun threw the novel she was holding at Li Xiaoqiang: "Get out, get out!"
At that moment, Li Xiaoqiang found it hard to believe that the elegant principal had such a daughter; it was utterly frustrating.
Li Xiaoqiang caught the novel thrown by Liang Yunyun, walked over to her, grabbed her arm and said, "Stay still and don't move!"
Liang Yunyun struggled, lashed out at Li Xiaoqiang with claws and teeth, and yelled, "You scoundrel, get out of my house!"
Li Xiaoqiang really couldn't stand Liang Yunyun's character.
Slap!
A slap resonated crisply.
Li Xiaoqiang said angrily, "Be quiet."
Liang Yunyun felt a burning sensation on her face and looked at Li Xiaoqiang with fear in her eyes; two tears unexpectedly rolled down her cheeks.
She didn't dare to move anymore.
Li Xiaoqiang didn't even glance at Liang Yunyun.
Outside the room, when Liang Bowen heard the sound of Li Xiaoqiang slapping his daughter, his mouth noticeably twitched in pain, but he took a deep breath and whispered to himself, "Yunyun, I'm sorry for making you suffer, it's all my fault, and if I hadn't treated you like that in the past, you wouldn't have become like this."