"What's with the funeral faces? You guys see a ghost?"
Lin Feng tossed both his old and new phones on the desk, grabbed his water cup, and chugged a big gulp.
Suddenly, he felt something sticky under the cup. He slid it aside — and there was a printed note, topped with a bright red stamp, looking oddly official.
"What's this?"
He made out the words "Disciplinary Notice" at the top; the fine print below, he hadn't read yet.
"Bro Feng, sorry!" Zhu Dawei was the first to speak, his chubby face full of guilt. "We didn't cover for you properly…"
Wang Hao chimed in, head drooping. "We thought for sure they wouldn't do a dorm check last night. But the RA went nuts, showed up in the middle of the night! And… we asked around — none of the other dorms got checked. They came straight to our 404! Like… like they knew you weren't here!"
"We stuffed a pillow under your blanket to fake it — from the outside, you were invisible. But that RA just yanked the covers off without a word and busted us!" Zhu Dawei's voice got smaller. "The RA says you gotta go see your counselor for punishment today…"
Between the two of them, they sounded like they'd failed Lin Feng big time and were beating themselves up over it.
"It's no big deal," Lin Feng waved it off, trying to reassure them. "I wasn't here anyway, so getting caught was just bad luck. Not your fault."
But inside, he knew something was fishy.
Just then, Wang Hao slapped his thigh, lowered his voice, and shot a resentful glance at the empty bed across from him.
"Bro Feng, I think Chen Mo ratted you out!"
"Think about it — there are four of us in this room. Dawei and I would never snitch on you. The only one who knew you weren't here is Chen Mo! And he's always been that smug, holier-than-thou type — classic backstabber."
Before Lin Feng could respond —
Creak—
The dorm door swung open.
Chen Mo strolled in, still rocking that superior attitude, chin slightly raised, eyes full of natural arrogance.
Being from Jiangcheng, he always acted like the locals were a cut above the "small-town" kids — especially Lin Feng, who was "just a country bumpkin."
He'd overheard Wang Hao's accusation and curled his lip in a mocking sneer.
"Unlike some folks, I don't go around badmouthing people behind their backs."
Chen Mo tossed his backpack on his chair and locked eyes with Wang Hao, clearly looking for a fight.
"You saying I snitched? Got proof?"
"There are four of us, and you're the only outsider in this room. If it's not you, then who?" Wang Hao immediately blew up and stood up to face him. "That pillow was our spare — Dawei and I aren't gonna snitch on ourselves!"
"Exactly!" Zhu Dawei added in a hushed but firm voice.
Chen Mo gave a cold snort, too proud to even argue further. He sat down, slapped on his headphones, and gave them the classic "I'm too good for you idiots" look.
Lin Feng picked up the disciplinary notice. It plainly said "Official Warning."
Honestly, it was basically useless — wouldn't even go in his file — just a petty annoyance.
Still, it was a reminder: college is a mini society. It's not just about studying — it's about connections and emotional intelligence.
He'd need to get on the RA's good side. After all, he'd probably be ducking out for "dual cultivation" plenty in the future.
Good thing he had money now — anything solvable with cash wasn't really a problem.
The counselor wanted to see him, though. No idea what for.
The moment he thought of Counselor Qin Wanrou, his mind flashed to that pair of serious H-cups.
That woman — if she walked a little fast, her chest looked like two trapped white rabbits bouncing wildly, like they might break free any second.
Just picturing it made Lin Feng swallow hard.
Her sensitivity rating was 90.
Last night, Su Qingwen's 80 sensitivity had already blown his mind — on the bed, she was like a human vibrator!
The lightest touch and she trembled; a firmer touch and she'd shake like she'd been electrocuted, sometimes even squirting.
That look of being pushed to the brink — wanting to scream but biting her lip, tears at the corners of her eyes — was indescribable.
Lin Feng was sure that even without the Explosive Shot Pill, he could've kept going all night with a body like hers and not gotten tired.
If 80 sensitivity was that insane, then 90 sensitivity…
He shook his head, forcibly clearing those vivid images.
He crumpled the notice, tossed it in the trash, then hauled a chair over and sat down next to Chen Mo in a "big and confident" posture.
"It's just a warning, doesn't mean anything," Lin Feng said flatly, like it was no big deal.
"Oh, and Chen Mo — wasn't it you who complained about dorm conditions and wanted to move out? When's your move happening? I happen to know a good agent — I can hook you up with a nice place."
Chen Mo realized Lin Feng was giving him the boot, but refused to back down. He turned, face full of pick-a-fight attitude.
"This is my dorm too. I'll move when I want, and I'll report whoever I want. Did I break any rules?"
"You didn't break any rules," Lin Feng shot back, tone cooling. "Just a scumbag move — kinda low."
"If I didn't break rules, then there's no issue, right?" Chen Mo shot to his feet, practically shoving his face into Lin Feng's. "What, you three gonna gang up and bully me? Hit me? Try it! I won't fight back!"
He pointed at his own cheek, cocky to the extreme.
"A bunch of country bumpkins thinks you can touch me? You can afford the consequences?"
"Oh, hell no!"
Wang Hao's fuse blew. He grabbed a thick Advanced Mathematics textbook from the desk, ready to swing.
"Don't, Haozi!" Zhu Dawei tackled him, locking him in a bear hug. "Fighting could get you expelled!"
Seeing Wang Hao about to go full berserker, Chen Mo panicked and pulled out his phone to record — his hands were actually shaking.
The moment he unlocked it, Lin Feng caught a glimpse of the screen: a photo of Chen Mo and a girl in high school uniforms. The girl was smiling sweetly, making a peace sign next to her face.
But when Lin Feng saw her face, his heart lurched.
That was… Zhou Xiaomeng!
Was Chen Mo's girlfriend Zhou Xiaomeng? The girl who took nude photos for money and even sent him her panties!?
Now that's interesting.