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7. University life and godsons; university students' legs are so white.
The university town where Qiaoyu University is located is home to many prestigious universities.
What 958 or 211?
Can't count.
In comparison, Qiao Yu attended Nanwu University.
It seemed rather lukewarm.
It's not at the bottom, but it's still far behind those top universities.
In a way, she was also a perfect match for Qiao Yu.
Too good for some jobs, too bad for others.
Suitable for Joe, the lazy bum.
In Qiao Jingjing's words... this is so Qiao Yu!
Old Man Qiao has always wanted to raise Qiao Yu to be a top student at Peking University or Tsinghua University.
But later, the family's genius passed away.
So he settled for second best.
I think Fudan University and Tongji University are pretty good too.
But alas, this fallen genius didn't have any cheat codes.
Finally, he gritted his teeth.
In other words, I attended Nanwu University.
Old Man Joe was so disappointed in his son that he decided to use corporal punishment.
Qiao Jingjing protected her younger brother like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and said indignantly:
"Like begets like!"
Oh... by the way, Old Man Qiao is a professor at Nanwu University.
Qiao Yu, carrying a small schoolbag, walked briskly into the familiar campus.
Red walls and towering rooftops.
The magnificent school gates passed by him one by one.
A wide, paved road, lined with shady trees on both sides...
Girls dressed in light clothing walked in twos and threes on the sidewalk, each carrying a book.
His fair thighs were exposed to the air, dazzlingly white.
This is a very large student.
Having lived two lives, Qiao Yu knew that once he left university, the only place he could see such a white scene again was a nightclub or bar.
Therefore, he cherishes the present moment.
I took a few more glances.
Qiao Yu was dressed casually, just throwing on a sweatshirt before going out.
He still obediently carried his little schoolbag.
He was clearly dressed like a high school student.
Qiao Yu didn't actually want to carry this backpack.
This would make him seem too dull and slow down his ability to pick up girls.
But it's unclear whether Qiao Jingjing knew his thoughts.
She bought this especially for him, and even went so far as to say:
“If my younger brother doesn’t live at school, he can carry a backpack, which is perfect for holding his books.”
Qiao Yu dismissed this with disdain, looking down on the assembled heroes:
"I, Qiao, am more than capable of handling all textbooks."
As a result, he was pinned down by Qiao Jingjing, and her 36D breasts completely suppressed him.
After a private negotiation, he had no choice but to compromise.
There aren't many classes left in the third year.
But Qiao Yu has one class each at noon and in the afternoon today.
In university, whether or not you attend a class depends entirely on your mood.
Occasionally, I would ask my godfathers to help me answer the questions.
It will pass.
But the professor who taught this class at noon was notoriously petty.
I check in every now and then.
If you are caught skipping class, it will directly affect your final grade.
Even worse, her sign-in method is impossible to guard against.
Many students have been badly scammed.
Various methods are available, including avatar check-in, random question asking, real-name seating, mobile phone check-in, and photo check-in.
The ways to sign in are incredibly diverse.
On one occasion, we even agreed in advance to check in via mobile phone.
However, she did the opposite.
During that class, she sent a message in the QQ group:
[Students have signed in.]
But in the classroom.
But she said, "No one is allowed to sign in..."
Then, under the watchful eyes of a hundred or so people.
Dozens of heroes and brave men happily completed their mobile phone check-in.
They even sent messages in the group:
[Check-in complete.]
Fortunately, Qiao Yu resisted the temptation that time and went to class obediently.
But in his dorm, two people were infected.
Over time.
No student dared to skip this professor's class anymore.
The students shared a consensus regarding this professor:
A cunning and wicked she-devil!
Qiao Yu took out his phone.
I sent a message in the "530 Dormitory" group.
Call me "Godfather" and you'll get an ice pop!
beep...
News came quickly.
[Godfather above!]
[Godfather, can I replace the popsicle with my anime girlfriend?]
"Godfather, men never lick popsicles. Please buy me ice cream."
Qiao Yu smirked. The boys' dormitory was very simple.
Whoever gives you milk is your mother!
His fingers flew across the keyboard as he replied:
[If I don't have a two-dimensional girlfriend, how about an inflatable one?]
Let's all eat ice cream together!
Hurry up and get downstairs to grab a seat. I don't want to sit in the front row facing that shrew.
When passing by the school supermarket, Qiao Yu bought an ice cream for each of his godson's children.
Only then did he carry the plastic bag and walk towards the classroom.
Enter the school's lecture hall through the back door.
It's very spacious inside, capable of accommodating at least four or five classes at the same time, and three or four hundred people is no problem at all.
"Qiao Yu!"
Someone called out to him from not far away.
Qiao Yu peeked out.
Sure enough, three eccentric individuals in the crowd waved at him from their seats.
It was his adopted sons.
Next to him was a handsome guy with a baby face named Zhou Songqing. He was a local from Luzhou City. His family was in business and very wealthy; he was a typical rich second-generation.
He's not flamboyant, and he's easy to get along with. He's just a bit of a homebody and obsessed with his anime girlfriend.