A few days later, Zheng Peng called.
The relevant procedures for the Mercedes-Benz S65 AMG had been completed, and the official license plate had also been issued, so Chang Le was to go pick up the car.
Thinking about driving a new car soon, and moreover, a top-level luxury car that was once out of reach in his past life, Chang Le was very excited. He hailed a taxi and hurried to Chengnan Automobile City.
The process of picking up the car need not be elaborated on. It was just about flowers, red cloth, and taking photos, with a bit of ceremonial flair.
The temporary license plate had a one-month deadline, and the official license plate was somewhat interesting. Zheng Peng had put a little thought into it—江A·94S65.
This kind of license plate, with a bit of connotation but not too much, was something ordinary people couldn't get their hands on.
After shaking hands and bidding farewell to Zheng Peng, Chang Le drove away from Chengnan Automobile City in the silver S65 AMG, took a spin on the ring road, and enjoyed himself to the fullest with the roaring engine.
As some future internet celebrity once said, with high displacement engines, it's all about being relaxed and composed, able to handle any situation with ease.
Chang Le stepped on the gas pedal, and the S65 AMG roared, easily overtaking many A, B, C, and D-class cars along the way, leaving behind a trail of flashy tail lights.
Although defined as an executive sedan, associated with business and formality, when the owner needed it to be wild, it did not disappoint.
With its V12 twin-turbocharged engine, paired with a well-tuned 5AT, it possessed the foundation and conditions for wild and unrestrained driving.
At any speed, deepening the throttle would elicit a hoarse roar from this luxurious behemoth, along with a tsunami-like surge of torque propelling it forward.
During extreme acceleration, the specially tuned active body control system and active damping system would always provide you with enough information—that this is an executive sedan, solid and steady in any situation.
Moreover, during high-speed cornering, as lateral gravity increased, the 12 inflatable airbags in the seat would immediately inflate, enveloping you securely, preventing any sense of tilting centrifugal force, making you comfortable and exhilarated.
It was just comfortable! Like the warm embrace of a lover during tender moments or passionate surges.
The car didn't go to school but instead parked in the parking space at Jingjiang Manor.
............
With two days left before the upcoming National Day holiday after half a month of military training, the school arranged two days of classes to remind students not to be reckless and to study.
The classes were not intensive, but there were sessions in the morning and afternoon.
The first class of the first day was Literary History.
The teacher was a spirited old man with white hair. Qin Gang said he was a top scholar in literary history in the country, enjoying special allowances and serving as a special consultant.
What's good about a good university?
The first good thing is that all your teachers are top scholars, and the textbooks are compiled by them.
How much you learn depends on you, and in the future, when you enter society, you can also use the school and your teachers' reputation to make friends and expand your social circle.
After the old professor entered the classroom, he placed the teaching materials on the podium and said:
"Welcome, students, to the beautiful Jiang University. This class should be the first class of your university life, and for this, I am very honored..."
"I hope you take this class as a starting point, diligently study for the next four years, accumulate rich knowledge, yield abundant results, and confidently step into society, bringing glory to yourself, your family, and the school."
"Before we start studying literary history in this class, I want to instill a concept in everyone, which is what literature is."
"In my understanding, literature is the study of humanity, the study of human nature..."
"Nowadays, some people advocate leaving behind human nature and simply focus on style, language, performance techniques... and so on, which is pure nonsense."
"Texts are invented by humans, thoughts are summarized by humans, literary works are written by humans, emotions are human emotions, all of these are inseparable from human nature. To talk about literature without human nature is not nonsense, what is it?"
"......"
After one class ended, the old professor didn't have the habit of dragging on. He announced the end of class as soon as possible and left the classroom.
The classroom immediately became noisy.
And Chang Le, or maybe Yang Haichuan, Huang Haibo, Zhu Gang, and others always seemed to easily catch the gazes coming from various directions and angles in the classroom.
When meeting those gazes, it was like a shy maiden turning away, a process Chang Le had long been accustomed to, while Yang Haichuan, Huang Haibo, and Zhu Gang still experienced it infrequently.
"Ah... being handsome is really cool." Yang Haichuan shrugged helplessly.
"Yeah, I wanted to keep a low profile, but with someone sitting next to me who's high-profile all the time..." Huang Haibo echoed.
"Huh? I thought they were looking at me, turns out they're not. I was wondering, did military training make me handsome?" Zhu Gang said.
Yang Haichuan: "......"
Huang Haibo: "......"
"Well, you are much more handsome now. You used to be a bit chubby, but you've lost a lot of weight in the past half month." Chang Le said.
"Is that so? I noticed I've slimmed down when I looked in the mirror too." Zhu Gang smiled.
"Hehe............"
At this moment, a tall and slender girl stepped into the classroom with long strides, instantly overshadowing the other girls in the classroom and becoming the center of attention.
She was wearing a pink cartoon dress, and her graceful steps added to the visual effect.
The girl was none other than the beautiful senior sister who had interviewed Chang Le that day.
Upon entering the classroom, the beautiful senior sister glanced around, precisely capturing Chang Le in the corner, then smiled and walked gracefully towards him.
That smile was as bright as it could be.
Approaching Chang Le, the beautiful senior sister covered her neckline with one hand, slightly leaning forward, and said:
"Should I call you Classmate Chang Le, or Classmate Yang Haichuan?"
As she leaned in, the scent of perfume filled the air.
Chang Le caught the scent and recognized it as Berlin Girl.
This perfume had top notes of rose and geranium, middle notes of rose grass, and base notes of vetiver, oakmoss, and honey.
Like a thorny rose, proud and beautiful, it easily aroused curiosity.
This scent was more enticing than other brands of alluring perfumes.
In his past life, who liked this perfume again?
"Hello, Senior Sister." Chang Le nodded.
"Then I'll call you Chang Le." The senior sister said.
"Please." Chang Le replied.
Yang Haichuan felt it was awkward to be between the two of them, so he vacated his seat.
"Thank you, Classmate Yang." The beautiful senior sister promptly sat in the seat next to Chang Le, bringing them closer.
"You're welcome, it's nothing." Yang Haichuan smiled brightly.
"Chang Le, you really gave me a hard time finding you these past two weeks. I searched the School of Mathematics and Computer Science for a week and couldn't find anyone named Yang Haichuan. In the end, I had to search the freshmen's roster to find out that Yang Haichuan is from the School of Literature..." The girl chuckled.
"I'm really sorry, it was unintentional. I didn't mean to cause such trouble for you." Chang Le said.
"It's not really troublesome. I'm already a member of the Student Union, so I have some resources." The beautiful senior sister flicked her hair and deliberately presented a side profile to Chang Le.
"Let me introduce myself first."
"Please go ahead."
"My name is Zhang Yuexin, I'm a sophomore majoring in Broadcasting and Hosting in the School of Journalism and Communication next door, and I'm also the deputy director of the External Liaison Department of the Student Union. I host the school's large-scale events and parties."
"Oh, Senior Sister Zhang is really outstanding. Is there something you need today?"
"....Why are you so clueless?" Zhang Yuexin teased inwardly.
"Well... not really, I just wanted to get to know Chang Le. Your interview that day was affirmed by the leadership, and the leadership also commended our program."
"Congratulations, Senior Sister."
"So, I came today to thank Chang Le. I have two movie tickets. Let's have dinner together in the evening and then watch a movie."
"Oh, it's really unfortunate, Senior Sister. These past few days, I happened to have a flare-up of hemorrhoids. I made an appointment at the hospital to have it removed after class this afternoon, to avoid any future problems. Look, I'm already feeling uncomfortable sitting here."
After saying this, Chang Le deliberately shifted his buttocks, leaving half of his seat hanging in the air.
"......" Zhang Yuexin wasn't foolish. Seeing Chang Le's demeanor, she knew it was an excuse.
But she didn't expect Chang Le to ruin his image by using such a lame excuse.
Yang Haichuan: "......"
Huang Haibo: "......"
Zhu Gang: "......"
"Huh? Hemorrhoids? That must be really uncomfortable. I've had similar experiences before." Zhang Yuexin followed suit.
Chang Le: "......"
Yang Haichuan: "......"
Huang Haibo: "......"
Zhu Gang: "......"
"In the process of treatment, I got to know the chief surgeon, who is from the Anorectal Department of Jiangzhou First People's Hospital, a surgical expert. Would you like me to accompany you?" Zhang Yuexin said with concern.
"Well... I really can't trouble Senior Sister. My mother has already arranged for me to see a doctor at the Provincial People's Hospital. However, I still appreciate your concern." Chang Le said.
"Alright, that's indeed unfortunate. We'll have to make plans another time then. Anyway, now that I have your phone number, you can't ignore my calls." Zhang Yuexin said regretfully, taking out her phone and shaking it.
"How could I? I will definitely answer your calls." Chang Le said.
"Well, let's leave it at that. It's almost time for class, so I'll go now."
Zhang Yuexin came and went gracefully, with no trace of frustration or disappointment on her face from being rejected.
"Take care, Senior Sister, no need to see me off!" Yang Haichao waved behind her.