Chapter 287

Every high school senior's homeroom teacher has said a similar lie.

For example, "work hard for one more year," "put in effort for a few more months," "it will be easy once you get to university," "you can play however you want then," and so on.

I believe the vast majority of people have heard such similar words countless times during high school, to the point where their ears have almost grown calluses.

But once you get to university, will it really be easy?

That depends on how everyone understands it and what they choose.

It is true that once in university, you don't need to wake up earlier than a chicken and sleep later than a dog; there are no morning or evening self-study sessions, and you don't need to face endless exams.

There will no longer be teachers and parents staring at you all day, forcing you to study; whether you study or not is entirely up to your own autonomy.

If you choose to spend every day in class scrolling through your phone to kill time, or even skip major courses and definitely skip elective courses, and spend most of your time in the dormitory playing games, then such university life is naturally easy.

Conversely, if you have your own life plan and choose to improve yourself and hone your abilities during the four years of university, then university is certainly not that easy.

In a sense, university is even harder than high school.

Because no one is pointing the way for you anymore; everything depends entirely on your own autonomy and self-discipline, relying on yourself to explore.

To summarize in a simple sentence: the harder you work, the more tiring your university life will be.

Generally speaking, the better the university, the more tiring it is.

This point can be reflected to a certain extent from the class schedule.

Just like Economics Class 1, where Qin Tian is, except for weekends, from Monday to Friday, there are at least two major classes every day.

The major classes mentioned here are 100 minutes long, one class is longer than two high school classes; whether or not a few minutes of break time are given in the middle depends on the teacher of that class.

"Sigh, what kind of easy and happy university life is this? Having so many classes is too miserable."

On the way to the classroom, Cao Mingliang complained listlessly.

"It's Monday today, it's normal, okay? This is actually good, at least there's only one major class in the afternoon."

Chen Zhuang glanced at him with disdain.

"It's different from what I imagined. I worked so hard to chew through books in high school, all because I believed the homeroom teacher's nonsense about how university would be a relief. Relief my foot!"

Cao Mingliang sighed deeply.

"You should be burning incense and praying that there are no morning or evening self-study sessions."

Qin Tian said with amusement.

"Indeed, I heard that many universities have evening self-study, and morning exercises and such."

Zhuang Zhe also chimed in.

Cao Mingliang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Now that you mention it, I do feel much better. No, why is your ability to accept things so strong? Am I the only one who feels it's different from what I imagined?"

"It's that you thought of it too beautifully; the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment!"

Qin Tian said with a smile.

"Brother Tian's words are insightful. The uglier one is, the easier it is to think of things too beautifully."

Chen Zhuang grinned and laughed.

"Get lost, I'm as ugly as you are!"

Cao Mingliang raised his leg and delivered a whip kick.

Chen Zhuang was prepared and stepped forward quickly to avoid it.

Laughing and bantering, they soon arrived at the classroom.

Located on the third floor of the No. 3 Teaching Building, the classroom was much more spacious than a high school classroom, and it could accommodate students from two classes without any problem.

Girls definitely pay a little attention to their image on the first day of class, so those who had already arrived at the classroom were basically the boys from the two classes.

Zhou Yiming, who was severely slapped in the face by Qin Tian yesterday and became a background character, was also there, sitting alone in the first row of the middle section.

In university classrooms, the seats in the middle front and the seats on the back sides are all very popular.

The former are welcomed by students who are more serious about class, while the latter are naturally preferred by those who don't want the teacher to notice them.

With such popular seats, Zhou Yiming sitting alone in the middle at this time, one can imagine his current situation.

Seeing the four of Qin Tian walk in, Zhou Yiming hurriedly lowered his head to pretend to preview his books, a trace of resentment flashing deep in his eyes.

Like him, a person who is self-centered, after being punished for making a mistake, generally does not realize his own mistakes and look for the cause within himself, but habitually pushes it onto others.

Therefore, Zhou Yiming felt that his current predicament was all caused by Qin Tian.

Of course, Qin Tian was completely uninterested in what he thought, and didn't even bother to look at him.

After the four discussed it, they walked toward the back seats by the window.

"Yo, the former class monitor is indeed studious, already previewing? Can you understand it?"

When passing in front of Zhou Yiming, Cao Mingliang teased him sarcastically, deliberately emphasizing the four words "former class monitor."

"Haha..."

Chen Zhuang laughed along cooperatively, patted him on the back, and said happily, "What former class monitor, are you being mean? He was a former *temporary* class monitor!"

Similarly, he emphasized the word "temporary."

Even the usually stern Zhuang Zhe was amused by the two of them singing in harmony.

Not to mention the others in the classroom, who burst into laughter.

Not only the students from Class 1, but those from Class 2 also laughed very happily.

Zhou Yiming's face turned bright red, and he glared at the two in shame and anger.

"What are you looking at? What? Is what we said wrong?"

Chen Zhuang glared at him fiercely.

Zhou Yiming's pupils shrank in fear, and he immediately lowered his head again.

From childhood to adulthood, he had always been a good, obedient student in the eyes of teachers and parents, and he was most afraid of such rough, unyielding people.

He didn't understand how such a person managed to get into Jiang University just like him, and even complained in his heart whether the admission score for Jiang University in that part of the Northeast was too low.

"Alright, let's go!"

Qin Tian walked up with amusement and placed his hands on their shoulders.

The four of them went to the back and took their seats.

In this area on the right, there were only two seats in each row.

Qin Tian sat by the window, and the empty seat next to him was just right for Xia Nuannuan.

Cao Mingliang sat behind him, with the seat next to him also left empty for Lv Yanran, while Chen Zhuang and Zhuang Zhe sat together in the middle section on the other side of the aisle.

In front were two boys from Class 2; seeing Qin Tian sit down, they greeted him with a somewhat flattering smile.

"Good morning!"

Qin Tian nodded in response with a smile.

"Brother Tian, it was really satisfying during the roll call last night. We've long been annoyed with Zhou Yiming too."

One of the boys said in a low voice.

"Right, he's in the same dormitory as us, he's just too self-righteous."

The other chimed in.

Qin Tian just smiled politely and said nothing, turning his head to look at the campus scenery outside the window.

The two boys looked at each other in surprise, obviously not expecting Qin Tian to be so cold.

Little did they know, Qin Tian hadn't put Zhou Yiming in his heart at all, so naturally, there was no talk of much hatred.

Two grown men, and in the same dormitory at that—no matter how annoying Zhou Yiming was, their pointing fingers behind his back was also quite speechless.

Qin Tian suddenly felt very grateful to the heavens that after coming to Jiang University, he had also met three good roommates.

Like those roommates from his previous life's university days, although they were sometimes a bit silly, at critical moments, they were all good brothers who stood together against outsiders and valued loyalty.