madnovel Chapter 3: Is he born with a gold mine or did he have his own screenwriter? [Please add to your favo
Chapter 3: Is he born with a gold mine or did he have his own screenwriter? [Please add to your favo
Some people went to the convenience store wearing practice clothes, showing off their swan-like necks and slender waists; others walked gracefully by in high heels and bodycon skirts, their waist-to-hip ratios were amazing!
There were also groups of three or five, playing and fooling around, exuding youthful energy, their white thighs so dazzling they made one dizzy.
"Calm down, Shen Li. You're here to study, to strive, or... to make money!"
He brainwashed himself while finding Building No. 3.
The building is old and has no elevator; apartment 512 is on the fifth floor. Shen Li took a deep breath, picked up her suitcase, and began climbing the stairs.
I climbed to the third floor corner, exhausted like a dog, and just as I was about to catch my breath, I heard a series of footsteps coming down the stairs above, accompanied by a faint, pleasant scent of perfume.
Shen Li looked up and exclaimed, "Wow! Another gem!"
This girl is running downstairs; she probably has something urgent to attend to.
With her hair tied in a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and beautiful jawline, she wore a simple white fitted short-sleeved shirt, which she somehow managed to make look curvaceous. The curves of her chest were breathtaking, trembling slightly as she ran.
Her lower body was covered by tight yoga pants, which clearly outlined her straight, long, and perfectly shaped legs, as well as her full, perky, and stunningly curved buttocks, exuding a sense of athleticism and powerful beauty.
Her face was the kind of beautiful with a touch of heroism, with a high nose bridge and bright eyes.
The two nearly collided at a narrow corner of the stairs.
The girl cried out "Ouch!" and quickly braked, her breasts heaving violently once again.
She glanced at Shen Li, a little embarrassed, "Sorry, classmate, I didn't bump into you, did I?"
"It's alright, it's alright, you go about your business."
Shen Li stepped aside to let him pass, politely avoiding looking at his private parts, but she knew perfectly well what was going on:
With that physique and demeanor, she must be either a dance major or someone who works out regularly. She must be very disciplined and probably a formidable individual.
The girl quickly thanked him and ran off like a gust of wind. Her back view and the curve of her waist and hips made Shen Li sigh again: This school is truly a place where dragons and tigers hide, no, it's a place where phoenixes and beauties reside.
Finally, I climbed to the fifth floor and found room 512.
The door was ajar, and voices and sounds of packing could be heard inside. Shen Li knocked on the door, then pushed it open.
Wow! Two people have already arrived in the four-person room.
The guy on the lower bunk to the left of the window was bending over and huffing and puffing as he made his bed. He was quite tall, but his movements had a kind of simple and honest quality to them.
The guy on the upper bunk to the right of the door, wearing black-rimmed glasses, was sitting at his desk fiddling with his laptop, looking every bit the "keep away" tech geek.
"Hey guys! My name is Shen Li, I'm from the acting department. From now on, we're comrades in arms!"
Shen Li put down the box, and immediately put on that harmless, enthusiastic smile, and took the initiative to greet everyone.
The guy making the bed turned around, revealing a rather decent but somewhat simple-minded face, and grinned:
"Hello, hello! My name is Yang Yi, and I'm also in the performing arts department!" Wow, what a name! Sunny and resolute, just like his name suggests. He looks like an honest kid.
The tech geek on the upper bunk also turned around, pushed up his glasses, and said in a flat voice, "Dai Xiao." His words were concise and to the point, fitting his character.
"Xiao-ge is obviously a computer expert. We'll have to rely on you if there are any problems with the dorm's network or computers in the future!" Shen Li flattered him to build a good relationship.
Dai Xiao nodded, said nothing more, and turned back to look at the computer.
Yang Yi was quite enthusiastic and came over to help Shen Li put her suitcase in: "There's only this upper bunk on the left side of the door left. The window has better lighting, but our room faces west, so it might get a bit sunny in the afternoon."
"It's alright, it's alright, as long as I have a place to stay."
Shen Li quickly began packing. He didn't have much stuff, so he finished quickly.
While tidying up, he chatted with Yang Yi, quickly getting a general idea of the other party's financial situation:
He came from an ordinary family and was admitted through the provincial arts entrance exam. He's honest and straightforward, with no ulterior motives. As for Dai Xiao, he's still a quiet type for now, and we'll have to observe him further.
After tidying up, Shen Li climbed onto his upper bunk and lay down. The ceiling was a bit old, but at that moment, it shone with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
The sounds of campus noise could be faintly heard outside the dormitory building; a new life had begun so hastily yet so realistically.
"Yang Yi, Dai Xiao..."
Shen Li silently recited her roommate's name, then thought of the "peach-butt" girl she met when she registered but didn't have a chance to ask her name, the "fitness beauty" she bumped into in the stairwell, and all sorts of charming and beautiful classmates she had met along the way.
"I reckon the waters at the Beijing Film Academy are definitely deep..." A playful yet calculating smile curved his lips again. "But deep waters are where big fish thrive, and murky waters are where you can fish. Economic pressure? Interpersonal relationships? Professional competition? They're all challenges, but also opportunities..."
"The first step, establishing my persona, is initially complete. The roommate relationship is starting off well. The next step is to quickly understand the class situation and find potential 'allies' and 'information sources'."
Oh right, I still need to figure out what I, Shen Li, can rely on to gain a foothold in the Beijing Film Academy, a place teeming with beauties and academic geniuses, besides this passable face and a little bit of charlatanry knowledge, and incidentally... solve my basic needs, oh no, my comfortable life problem.
As she pondered, the September sunlight streamed in through the west window, making it a bit hot, but the little flame in Shen Li's heart began to rise steadily.
"Just you wait, Beijing Film Academy. I'm here, and I'm not just here to see the pretty girls."
Turning over to face the wall, Shen Li muttered something under her breath, then closed her eyes and began to devise a meticulous yet unconventional plan for survival and development on campus.
But before I could even get comfortable on my bed, the dormitory door was slammed open again, bringing in a wave of heat and... a strong scent of perfume.
The one who came in this time was the last roommate.
Wow, this guy's entrance was absolutely stylish! He was decked out in trendy brands, his hair was styled like a bird's nest that had just been bombed, yet he still managed to exude a deliberately rebellious vibe.
He wore large sunglasses, dragged a bright silver suitcase that looked expensive, and had a pair of eye-catching headphones hanging around his neck.
Upon entering, he first pulled down his sunglasses to reveal his eyes, then scanned the dormitory like a scanner before finally fixing his gaze on Shen Li and Yang Yi.
"Hey, everyone's here. My buddy is Jingyang, Jing as in scenery, Yang as in soaring, he's in the performing arts department."
His voice was deliberately lowered and magnetic. He casually slammed his suitcase on the ground, making a sound as if he wanted everyone to know how heavy (or expensive) it was.
Yang Yi quickly got off the bed and greeted everyone with a sheepish smile: "Hello Jingyang, my name is Yang Yi, I'm also from the performing arts department. This is Shen Li, and the one on the upper bunk is Dai Xiao."
Shen Li also sat up, her face bearing that signature, harmless smile:
"Jingyang, it's a pleasure to meet you! You look amazing, definitely a rising star in our performing arts department!"
But in his heart he wondered: Wow, is this a "rich and beautiful woman" or a "drama queen"? With this demeanor and this setup, does she have a gold mine at home or did she come with her own scriptwriter?