It was nearing noon when the photo shoot finally came to an end. Jin Ling found a bench by the roadside under a tree and never got up again. 'My feet!'
She had been walking in high heels for an hour or two.
'Yes, my feet are sore,' Huang Jingping also sat down, bent over and rubbed her feet. She happened to see a canteen not far ahead, "Let's go to the canteen!'
'Forget it, look at all these people today, I guess a lot of parents who have brought their children here are also here, and we'll have to queue up again. It's probably hard to find a seat." Jin Ling's feet were suffering right now, and the last thing she wanted was to stand.
'Actually, it's not a bad idea to go for a meal,' Feng Yiping squatted down without any hesitation, took off Huang Jingping's high-heeled sandals, and massaged her feet.
'No, there are so many people,' Huang Jingping wanted to pull her feet out, saying that she was not shy in front of so many people, but was worried that Feng Yiping's classmates might pass by and laugh at him in the future.
Feng Yiping pretended not to hear, and rubbed her feet through her thin socks. Jin Ling, who was standing nearby, was somewhat moved. She didn't need to guess that Feng Yiping was already a billionaire when his assets under his control were added up, and he had never been in debt before. The two mortgages from two days ago were probably his biggest external debts. For such a young billionaire to knead his girlfriend's feet in front of so many people was really...
During her university years, she has seen all kinds of new ways of declaring love, and many public kneeling confessions of love, but this is the first time she has seen anything like this.
University couples, no matter what the two of them do in private, when they are in public, most men will act like a man, while the woman will be very submissive. How could the man have lowered himself so much? By doing and saying what Feng Yiping did, did he have no lower limit when showing off his affection?
She never would have guessed that for Feng Yiping nowadays, he can do whatever he wants, and doesn't care about what most people think, the hidden rules, or anything else.
Huang Jingping was of course touched, and while she wanted to refuse, she didn't want to overdo it. The skirt she was wearing today wasn't long, and just looking at Feng Yiping, her eyes were about to water.
This piece of land in front of the cafeteria is passed by many people. Unlike nowadays, when all kinds of fancy ways of showing affection have probably not yet sprouted, and most people still only know the tactic of feeding in the cafeteria, such a scene by the roadside is very eye-catching.
Those parents who came with their children were at a loss for words when they saw this scene. The students who saw it reacted in different ways. The girls were mostly envious, while the boys were mostly disdainful. However, some of them looked at the girl with her head down and blushing and thought, if this was really their type, then it seemed like they could squat down in public and do something like that, and it wouldn't be a bad idea.
Some senior couples walking past from this side, the woman looking over there, inevitably applying a few dragon claw hands on the man. Three girls holding hands saw this scene and snapped a few photos.
Feng Yiping was unmoved by all this, pinching one foot and then the other. Somehow, Jin Ling felt a little jealous. 'Hey, help me pinch it later,'
'No problem, but I have to warn you in advance, I don't have a massage or foot-kneading license, and I won't be responsible if anything goes wrong.'
Hearing him say something funny, Huang Jingping laughed first, and Jin Ling laughed and changed the subject, 'Why did you just say that it's not a bad idea to go to the cafeteria once?'
'Didn't you go through this? I don't know if the chefs in the university canteens are several notches above those in high schools and middle schools, but they are even more creative than famous master chefs, and you can't eat many of their dishes outside.
'Tell me more, I really didn't know that.' Jin Ling thought it was something that happened after she graduated.
'For example, on such a hot summer day, there would be stir-fried watermelon flesh with cherry tomatoes and pork, stir-fried watermelon with bananas, stir-fried tofu with apples, stir-fried grapes with corn, stir-fried pineapples with tomatoes, stir-fried meat with pears, tofu with peaches, stir-fried vegetables with oranges, and then around the Mid-Autumn Festival, there would be stir-fried mooncakes with chillies...,'
Before he could finish, the two girls were already laughing uncontrollably. Jin Ling pointed at him angrily, 'No wonder you're a writer, you just make things up,'
Feng Yiping helped Huang Jingping put her shoes back on, clapped his hands, and sat down. Huang Jingping hurriedly took a wet wipe out of her bag to wipe his hands. Jin Ling didn't want to watch anymore, 'Let's go find somewhere to eat, we still have to work for that heartless boss this afternoon!'
Huang Jingping walked behind Feng Yiping, holding his hand, looking at the gleeful peers passing by, 'They're university students!'
'Yes, university students!'
...
At a little after 4pm, everyone in Room 301 had finally gathered, except Feng Yiping.
In addition to Liang Yonggao, there were Jin Bao from the Philosophy Department, Yan Zhida from the Urban Planning Department, Han Guiliang from the Engineering Mechanics Department, and Lu Wenqing from the Automation Department. Among them, Yan Zhida and Han Guiliang were from the capital.
Anyone who can get into Tsinghua University is not only intelligent, but also has a good emotional quotient. At this time, they were faced with several roommates who would be living together for a long time. Although it was the first time they met, they were not too friendly and the communication was not in-depth enough, but on the surface, it still seemed very harmonious.
As per the usual rules, they were seated according to age. Jin Bao, who was as tall as Gao Zhiyi and always wore a smile, was the eldest, followed by Yan, Han, Lu and finally Liang Yonggao, who was from the class of 1980.
Yan Zhida looked at Feng Yiping's bed and asked, 'Who has seen this Feng? Which department is he in? How old is he?'
'I was here when he arrived. He's from the Finance Department, quite tall, and looks about your age. Oh, he was accompanied by two pretty girls, one of whom looked like his sister, and the other, well, maybe his girlfriend,'
'Oh,' like Xiao Zhijie, there were many people with the same goals or ideas, and when Liang Yonggao mentioned pretty girls, they were all interested. 'How pretty?'
'At least on the same level as the school beauty queen in my high school!'
Jin Bao and Feng Yuxuan were the same age, and Jin Bao was more stable. He felt that it was not good to discuss his roommate's female relatives behind their backs, so he changed the subject. 'He's from the capital, right? It looks like he's not coming back today,'
'No way, on the first day like this, isn't he afraid of the tutor checking the room?' Liang Yonggao said.
Yan Zhida, the second oldest, clapped his hands, 'Well, maybe Feng Yiping has deep roots and doesn't care about all this at all. Let's not talk about him. We've all gathered from all over the country in the same dormitory, so it's fate. As the host, how about I treat everyone to a meal tonight?'
In fact, this is something Jin Bao should normally say.
Jin Bao smiled and said, 'That's not a good idea. Since it's a dinner gathering, of course everyone should chip in. And since we just reported for duty, we still have some money. If at the end of the month we don't have enough money, Zhida, you can invite everyone again, and we'll all be in favour of it, okay?'
'Yes, let's chip in!' Even Lu Wenqing, who seemed to be the least well-off, agreed.
Our country has always had the fine tradition of rushing to pay the bill. At some dinner parties where people have drunk too much, there have even been cases of people arguing and even fighting over who pays the bill. It's not every day that we meet, and no one wants to lose face in front of a group of peers.
After hearing Yan Zhida's words, Han Guiliang, who was sitting by the bed, also felt a little uncomfortable. I'm from the capital too.
'Haha, the boss is right. I'll find an opportunity to show you around in the future. Let's go now. I know this area well. If we wait any longer, we won't be able to find a seat.' Yan Zhida laughed indifferently.
'Wait, second in command, where are we going? I'll leave a note for Yiping. If he comes back, he'd better go there too. It's not good to miss someone at the first dinner gathering.' Jin Bao took out a piece of paper and a pen.
'Haha, you're so thoughtful, let's go to the lamb shabu-shabu restaurant outside the south gate, it's easy to find.'
Of course, they wouldn't be waiting for Feng Yiping tonight. In the afternoon, he and Jin Ling had gone to the company to formally meet everyone, and in the evening, they had dinner with a few supervisors.
During the meal, Huang Jingping met Fang Yingzhi for the first time. The last time Fang Yingzhi went to deliver some documents, she was fast asleep and didn't see her. 'Xiao Zhi, why are you here?' She greeted her happily, really happy to see an acquaintance. Of course, the prerequisite for this happiness was that she now knew Feng Yiping very well.
'You still know each other?' Jin Ling was also a little surprised.
'We are alumni,' the two said in unison.
Of course they sat together. 'Jingping, when did you arrive? I went to deliver some documents to General Jin's home a couple of days ago, but I didn't see you,' Fang Yingzhi said with a smile.
'Which day was that?'
'The morning after you arrived. At the time, I only met Yiping.'
'Oh, I remember now. I was sleeping, and Yiping didn't want to wake me.' Hearing this, Huang Jingping now had no more misunderstandings.