August 31st, the day before registration at Xuyuan.
A year flew by in the blink of an eye. The six residents of Dorm 8302 had transformed from fresh-faced first-years into sophomore 'veterans'.
Tang Zhenzhe put on a light coffee-colored suit and slicked his hair back until it shone.
"Brother Zhe, aren't you hot?" Song Yang asked, looking at Tang Zhenzhe with a strange expression.
The high today was 28 degrees Celsius, and even he felt stuffy in just a short-sleeved shirt.
"With this getup, if I stand at the school gate, I'll have all the first-year girls swooning."
Tang Zhenzhe grinned, his eyes full of anticipation.
Chen Yansen shot him a glance and thought, 'Don't be surprised if you fail to charm the first-year girls but end up charming their mothers instead.'
"Aren't you chasing Secretary Su anymore?" Zhu Xiaopeng, who was sitting by the balcony, chimed in.
