As soon as the message was sent, a very gentle voice came from above.
"Student, are you here for freshman registration? I'm a senior here to show you around."
"Hmm?"
Wen Tingxue subconsciously looked up.
She squinted her eyes slightly in the sunlight.
"You..."
The young man with a warm smile was about to say something when he saw her face, his eyes widened slightly and said:
"You are—Wen Tingxue?"
He blinked gently, with a mixture of surprise and delight.
Against the light, Wen Tingxue took a moment to clearly see his appearance.
A fair and delicate face, with excessively clean eyes.
Paired with a pure white t-shirt, the word "youthful" seemed to emanate from him.
But—
Wen Tingxue was sure she hadn't met him before, so how could he know her name?
"You... know me?"
The young girl stared at him warily and with surprise.
The young man chuckled, "New student photo wall."
"Ah..."
Wen Tingxue nodded in understanding, then smiled sheepishly.
The dimples at the corner of her lips were sweet and cute.
"Hello, senior."
"Hello," he smiled, "Just call me Song You."
As he spoke, Xu Kexin happened to arrive, and he asked, "Are you also from the School of Art?"
Xu Kexin shook her head, "No."
Wen Tingxue said, "She's from Imperial Capital University."
"A top student," Song You said with a smile, then subtly raised his gaze.
His eyes passed over Xu Kexin and landed on the Wen Tingxue's parents who had just parked the car and were walking over.
He said politely:
"Uncle and Aunt, you should wait in the car. It's hot today.
"There are many procedures for freshman registration, and everyone is almost always queuing. I'll take them there."
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The School of Art has a unique landscape, with distinctive architecture and sculptures.
Under the bright sunlight, even the lazy fat orange cat basking by the roadside exuded a strong artistic atmosphere.
Not to mention the teachers and students coming and going.
Their highly individual hairstyles and outfits were enough to prove that this was the School of Art.
Accommodating everything.
On the way to the freshman registration point, Song You briefly introduced the layout of the School of Art.
His voice was gentle, and his attitude was a perfect balance of enthusiasm and reserve.
Interacting with him was very reassuring and likable.
As they got closer, he suddenly asked:
"If I remember correctly, you are in the Design Department, Visual Communication major, right?"
Wen Tingxue paused for a second, then nodded, "Yes."
Song You curved his lips, looking exceptionally refined, "That's good, it makes things much more convenient."
Wen Tingxue and Xu Kexin exchanged a confused look: "?"
After various forms were filled out and errands run, Wen Tingxue finally understood what he meant.
It turned out he was also in the same major.
With many acquaintances and being a student union cadre, many things became exceptionally convenient.
Sometimes, he could even ask acquaintances to help queue, saving a lot of time and trouble.
After half an hour, the complex process was finally completed.
Song You led the two to the water card and meal card distribution area.
Hearing the movement, the pink-haired person busy organizing the desk said without looking up.
"Major, name, and all other details."
Song You chuckled, "Wen Tingxue."
"Huh?!"
The pink-haired person looked up in surprise, "You Zi? Didn't you say you weren't coming? Have you finished your design?"
"No," Song You handed over the various certificates, saying with some helplessness:
"The President made endless calls, insisting we were short-handed and asking me to come and help."
He didn't expect to run into Wen Tingxue right after leaving the studio.
It could be considered fate.
"Of course, we're short-handed. He's busy picking up his sister.
"Don't you, as the vice president, have to arrange all sorts of miscellaneous school matters?"
The pink-haired person leaned back lazily in his chair, smiling as he flipped through the certificates.
After speaking, he handed over the meal card, water card, and her information.
"Thank you."
Wen Tingxue quickly stepped forward.
However, just as her fingertips touched the edge, the pink-haired person suddenly pulled back.
"?"
Wen Tingxue looked up in confusion. The pink-haired person smiled at her:
"You're the new campus belle who blew up the school's confession wall, right?"
Wen Tingxue: "……?"
"Meeting is fate, can I add your WeChat, junior?"
The pink-haired person grinned and picked up his phone from the desk.
Wen Tingxue: "...???!!!"
Just as he was about to open WeChat—
"Alright."
Song You took the items from the pink-haired person's hand and smiled, "There are still people waiting. Hurry up and issue the cards."
The pink-haired person: "..."
"You Zi, you can't do this! Brother, I finally met someone who heartens me!"
The pink-haired person whispered mournfully.
Song You smiled and left with Wen Tingxue and Xu Kexin.
The pink-haired person watched them go wistfully.
...
After collecting all the items, it was already 4:30 PM.
The heat of the sun had subsided, and golden light spilled across the campus.
Making it look dreamy and beautiful.
"The newly built Dormitory Building No. 9 is ahead."
Song You pointed to the red and white building not far away.
"It's a four-person room with a private bathroom and air conditioning. Other than being a bit far from the teaching area, it's quite good."
Wen Tingxue: "Mhm mhm!"
She had only managed to say this much on the way.
Song You smiled, "Uncle and Aunt should be here in a few minutes."
Driving would require them to enter from the South Gate.
It would take longer than their shortcut.
"Mhm mhm!"
Wen Tingxue smiled gratefully, "Then senior, you should hurry and get busy. Thank you, senior!"
"You're welcome."
Song You curved his lips, warm yet distant.
He did indeed have many things to attend to.
However, as he was about to leave, Wen Zhong'en drove over.
The trunk was opened, and the girl had a lot of things.
The car was packed full.
Song You looked at the two girls carrying bags.
Then he looked at Yu Xiuxiu, who was wearing high heels.
"I'll do it."
He stepped forward and offered to carry the boxes.
Passing by a stunned Wen Tingxue, he kindly reminded her, "Quickly go and get the key from the dormitory manager."
The sixth floor, room 606.
The door was ajar, and fragments of an argument drifted out from inside.
"I just like the bed by the window, can't you be more generous?"
"Look closely, it has my name on it."
"So what? Let's switch seats, okay? Switch~~"
*Knock knock—*
Song You frowned slightly and knocked on the door.
It quickly fell silent inside.
Then, the door opened from the inside.
A tall girl in a JK uniform impatiently asked, "Who is it?"
As she spoke, upon seeing Song You's appearance, her expression instantly changed, and she flicked her green long hair.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
Her voice was sweet and saccharine, a stark contrast to her previous tone.
Wen Tingxue & Xu Kexin