Chapter 5 Don't Interrupt When Sisters Are Talking
"Ah, sorry, sorry—"

Xia Zhaoyao let go of his paws like an electric shock, and apologized in a panic.

When you want to shake hands and say hello, but accidentally hold the other person's feet...

There is no need to ask Lao Xia, Xia Zhaoyao also knows that there is no way to apply social etiquette in this situation.

But you can't blame her for this situation!
Who would have thought that the student secretary of the dignified Liushe would open the door with his feet? !

Maybe... the best way for her to deal with it now is to turn around and run while pulling the suitcase?
Just when Xia Zhaoyao began to think about the escape route, the other party spoke first.

"Wait a minute, I'll save a file. You can move things in first."

"Huh? Oh, well—"

Xia Zhaoyao was stunned for a moment, only then did he notice that the other party hadn't put down the red and blue game console in his hand.

Uh--

No wonder she was holding her feet when she opened the door just now.

Is this senior sister a serious game fan?
Xia Zhaoyao looked around, carefully pulled the suitcase into the room.

The room was very clean, the floor was bright and tidy, Xia Zhaoyao even felt like it was a sin to step on his shoes.

It looks like a room for four people, with two beds on the left and right, the upper one is a sleeping bed, and the lower one is a separate desk.

However, judging from the layout of the room, it is clearly divided into two areas.

Some leaflets, snacks, cardboard boxes, folders, and scattered clothes are all piled up on the left side, which looks like a utility room, while the right side is separated from the top to the bottom by a curtain. In the small space, you can see the shelves neatly arranged with books and the computer with the display screen on.

At the same time, the little senior sister walked to the side with bare feet, and was concentrating on operating the red and blue game consoles.

She was wearing very short denim shorts and a light orange camisole baggy, a bit like a character in a comic book.

Looking at the face, it was no surprise that it was the senior Tang Qingying.

Except that the long hair in the shawl has turned into short hair that reaches the ears, the appearance is exactly the same as the photo on the campus card.

Well, yes, speaking of it...

Xia Zhaoyao carefully glanced at the other party, and slowly approached him.

Xia Zhaoyao raised her hand, and compared it quietly along the top of her head. If her visual inspection is correct, is she a little taller?

Almost at the same time Xia Zhaoyao secretly confirmed, a voice suddenly came from ahead:
"Well, do you have any questions?"

"Wow wow wow!"

Xia Zhaoyao couldn't help being frightened.

At some point, the other party had stopped operating and stared at her with slightly squinted eyes.

"I... I... I'm sorry, a senior asked me to come over—"

"Oh. I heard what Huanxi said." Tang Qingying put down the game console and said nonchalantly, "She said that you will live here temporarily until school starts."

"Hey, hey, do you mean that there is no need for assessment—"

"Assessment? Why is there an assessment?"

"Aren't you... uh, the student secretary of the No. [-] Girls' House in Zhuyuan?"

"That's right... But I'm not in charge of new students like you."

Tang Qingying glanced at Xia Zhaoyao in confusion, then took the campus card back from her hand, flicked it.

"These things are her job——Zhao Huanxi is the head of the sixth house. She just needs to decide these things."

She said, stretching slowly like a cat.

Looking at her, Xia Zhaoyao suddenly relaxed, it seems that today is still her lucky day.

…………

"Oh, yes, freshmen..."

Tang Qingying's voice came from above Xia Zhaoyao's head.

The other two beds in the dormitory were filled with miscellaneous debris.

Tang Qingying took the initiative to climb up to help clean up and make a bed to sleep on.

And Xia Zhaoyao moved other sundries below, putting daily necessities, books and so on on the empty desk.

From just now, the two of them have been working together up and down.

"Ok?"

"I said..."

"Um……"

"Are you comparing your height with me just now?"

"Absolutely not!"

Xia Zhaoyao firmly denied it.

Tang Qingying snorted noncommittally, and dexterously jumped down while pulling on the handrail.

"Xinsheng, what's your name?" Tang Qingying asked in a brisk voice, moving her shoulders.

"My name is Xia Zhaoyao."

"Swagger?"

"Well, waving, shaking."

Xia Zhaoyao nodded and said in a low voice, "My dad said that Zhaoyao is actually a place name, which comes from..."

"Oh, "The Classic of Mountains and Seas". The first of the Nanshan Jing is called Mountain. Its first name is the Mountain of Swagger. This is it, right?"

"Huh?! You know?"

Xia Zhaoyao was a little taken aback, and looked at the other party in surprise.

Someone directly pointed out the source of her name, which seemed to be the first time.

"Oh, most people in the school should know..."

Tang Qingying shrugged, suddenly narrowed her eyes, and looked into Xia Zhaoyao's eyes with great interest.

"Speaking of which, don't you know why Huaijiang City is called Huaijiang?"

"Uh, isn't it because this place happens to be surrounded by rivers?"

Xia Zhaoyao remembered it, and Qin Shuo seemed to have mentioned it.

"Could it be that Huaijiang is also a place name in the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

"correct answer."

"what?"

Tang Qingying raised her index finger, very happy.

"Huaijiang, people think that this is Huaijiang Mountain - the locust tree of the locust tree. The mountain of gold and jade. The mountain of gods and men."

"You should be very famous here, because most people dare not take this name."

"Huh? Why?"

"because……"

Tang Qingying patted Xia Zhaoyao's shoulder and said sympathetically.

"In the legend of Huaijiang, most of those named after mountains and seas are very unlucky—"

"The higher the order, the more it is like this, and Zhao Yaoshan..."

"You're so brave—"

This must be superstition, how can there be such a statement.

What unlucky, what super unlucky, it's definitely revenge for the secret comparison of height just now, right?
Xia Zhaoyao looked at the little senior who squinted her eyes and laughed like a fox, and kept complaining in her heart.

Although she has been a little unlucky since she arrived in Huaijiang, generally speaking, after every unlucky thing, there is always something lucky to happen.

Even that bowl of Huaijiang noodles, so spicy that she doubted her life, just happened to help her find a shelter.

"Okay, seriously—"

At this moment, Tang Qingying's smile suddenly faded away.

"I've read the admission letter, and Huanxi has roughly said about your situation."

"In short, you can temporarily stay here in our 803, and then move out after you report to the dormitory."

"But you must abide by a few basic dormitory rules—"

"Yeah." Xia Zhaoyao nodded, and sat cross-legged on the stool obediently.

"First of all, the curfew time is from eleven o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning. Auntie will record and report late arrivals. And now you..."

"Understood! I am a black household! If the time is exceeded, I will squat until dawn--"

"—You just call me directly. Huanxi has a back door key."

Tang Qingying said angrily, "Second point, in Liushe, sisters are not allowed to interrupt when they are talking."

"Oh."

"The third point is also the most important point..."

Tang Qingying glanced at Xia Zhaoyao, walked to the desk next to her and picked up a leaflet.

"Well, you fill out this entry application first, and listen to my introduction."

"Eh? Job application?"

Subconsciously, Xia Zhaoyao reached out to take the leaflet.

She looked at the content above in bewilderment, and read it in a low voice.

"Huan Tang Wan Shi Wu - Huaijiang University's most authoritative and professional campus love team!"

"Main business: campus love accounting, breakup fee settlement, advanced love planning, scientific love matching..."

(End of this chapter)

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