Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  "I don't know." Tang Chong shook his head. These questions were too difficult. One was more difficult than the other. He was just a freshman in the psychology department, not a professor of psychology.

  To say nothing of a psychology professor, it would be difficult for anyone to answer these strange and weird questions.

  "Because I was too mischievous when I was young, I always got scolded - then I started to speculate about the thoughts of adults. Wanting to know what would make them angry, what words could make them happy or shirk responsibility. Fortunately, most of the time I was right. So, slowly but surely, a sense of pride grew." Hua Ming said with a smug expression. "You know, giving a child a sense of pride is a rather terrifying thing. As a result, I not only started to guess my parents' thoughts, but also tried to guess the thoughts of people around me, observing their behavior, listening to their tone, capturing their small movements ----- slowly but surely, it became a habit."

  Tang Zhong can accept this statement. He chose to study applied psychology because he was too curious about the psychological world of those prisoners, and criminal psychology is also included in applied psychology.

  But he pointed at the rabbit that was still savoring the carrot strips and asked, "What's the connection between studying psychology and raising rabbits?"

  When Tang Chong asked this question, Hua Ming became even more pleased and said: "Do you know why I have a nickname called 'Hua Wu Que'?"

  "Is it because your surname is Hua?"

  "No. Because I'm good at picking up girls."

  Tang Chong wanted to endure it, but he really couldn't bear it anymore.

  He was really very curious about what kind of mood he said this sentence in.

  "Don't laugh. I'm telling the truth." Hua Ming took in Tang Chong's expression, not showing any signs of anger at all. From this point alone, he was indeed a broad-minded guy.

  Of course, it's also possible that he is used to other people's reaction like this.

  "I know what you're thinking. This face of mine, let alone attracting young girls, even when I look in the mirror myself, it scares me to death ----- The most tragic thing in life is that we have a heart that loves beauty, but not a beautiful face. People like me who are born with facial defects, if we don't find ways to make up for it later in life, when will we ever find a wife?"

  "Ah. The secret lies with this rabbit." He pointed at the little white rabbit and said, "Seriously speaking, do you think this rabbit is cute?"

  "Adorable." Tang Zhong nodded seriously. Looking at the rabbit alone, it was indeed adorable. But if you looked at humans and rabbits together, it was a bit "terrifying".

  "Not bad. It's cute." Hua Ming said. "Even men think it's cute, let alone girls who see her and can't help but squeal? Even if my face is a bit unsightly, they'll take the initiative to talk to me or ask to play with the rabbit because of it-----Someone once said, give me a lever and I can move the earth. For Hua Wuque, give me an opportunity and I can conquer a woman."

  "So it was your tool for seducing women." Tang Zhong said with understanding.

  "No, you're wrong." Hua Ming negated his statement. "It's just a link in the chain of picking up girls. Many men will encounter such opportunities, but not everyone can grasp them ----- I'm different, I only need one opportunity, and then I can take her down smoothly. This is the role of psychology ---- the rabbit is the starting point, a clean appearance, a hairstyle that makes people feel comfortable, clothes with taste, a suitable watch or other items to match, language and behavior styles adjusted according to the girl's personality or context ----- these are all my tools for picking up girls. They are indispensable."

  Tang Chong suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

  I've just met these two roommates, one is a 'genius calculator' who can see through others' past with one glance. The other also has great talent in a certain field - as for myself, I dove in without any preparation and still don't understand what applied psychology is all about.

  "What? Don't believe me?" Seeing Tang Chong's stunned expression, Hua Ming chuckled. "Unless we make a bet to see who can find a girlfriend at Nanda first."

  "Whatever." Tang Zhong waved his hand. If he had used the face he had before, girls would have come to flirt with him even without the rabbit. But since he had promised them to be a "star", he could only wear this "nerd" appearance in school. "I'm not used to using this to make bets."

  "Never mind, it's okay." Hua Ming said with a smile. "Forget it, I won't gamble then. But in the future, I'll prove my true strength to you guys - otherwise, you must be scolding me as a blowhard in your heart."

  He moved his luggage under the bed near the door and said: "In the next four years, I will settle down with my little darling here."

  Then he started pulling out items like sheets and pillowcases one by one, quickly filling up a whole bed.

  There was a knock at the door outside.

  Hua Ming suddenly rushed over to open the door, scaring the middle-aged man who was knocking on the door to take two steps back.

  "Who are you looking for?" asked Hua Ming.

  "Classmate... are you a classmate?" asked the middle-aged man wearing glasses.

  "I am a student's parent." Hua Ming smiled mischievously.

  "Oh." The middle-aged man finally understood. If it were a student, this face would be too old. "Is this room 307?"

  "Yes." Huā Míng said.

  "Oh. We are also from this dormitory - Liang Tao, come in. It's right here." The middle-aged man greeted the young man who was carrying a bag behind him.

  "Thanks, Secretary Zhao." The young man smiled and followed the bespectacled man into the house.

  The man with glasses took a glance at the dormitory and immediately furrowed his brow, saying: "How come there are no lower bunks? They're all upper bunks?"

  "It seems like we're a bit late." Liang Tao said with a shrug.

  "The glasses man said: I'll go find the teacher at the dormitory management center and talk to them."

  "It's useless." Liang Tao stopped him. "This is a university, not high school. Even if you go, it'll be in vain. Just now someone ran to the dorm management center wanting to reassign their room, weren't they chased away?"

  "That--" The secretary's head spun quickly, and the bespectacled man paused for a moment before walking over to Tang Chong with a smile on his face, pointing at the lower bunk and asking: "Is this your bed?"

  "Yes." Tang nodded heavily.

  "Look, it's like this," said the man with glasses. "Liang Tao's body isn't in great shape, and all this climbing up and down is really too dangerous. If he's not careful and falls, his legs will be crippled... Can you switch positions with him?"

  Tang Chong swept a glance at Liang Tao, and couldn't help but praise him for his handsome face. He looked similar to that Hong Kong-Taiwan male star who was involved in the nude photo scandal, with the same hairstyle, earrings, and holding a classic LV bag covered in X's - Tang Chong had seen Bai Su carrying the same brand of bag at the villa.

  Jeans, with an LV belt tied around the waist. The shiny gold buckle is quite tacky and flashy.

  The only regret is that he was a bit shorter, probably only about 1.7 meters tall. This made Tang Chong's heart slightly more balanced.

  "I won't change," Tang Zhong said.

  He said the reason for "not changing" was very simple. Because when the bespectacled man made this request to him, Liang Tao's mouth was still chewing gum, looking at him with a condescending attitude.

  The bespectacled man's expression sank, but thinking that this was not on his own turf, he still made an effort to suppress the anger in his heart.

  "What would it take for you to switch?" the bespectacled man asked.

  "No matter what, I won't change," Tang Zhong said.

  "Secretary Zhao." Liang Tao walked over, chewing gum and said with a smile: "Your negotiation method is outdated."

  He pulled out an LV wallet from his pocket, took out 500 yuan and handed it to Tang Chong, saying: "Give me this position. This money is for you."

  Five hundred bucks for a lower bunk, quite generous when selling it off.

  Tang Zhong looked at him with a calm face and did not show any intention of taking the money.

  "Is it a bit less?" Liang Tao asked with a smile. "I also think so."

  Then he pulled out several more from his wallet.

  "This is one thousand yuan," said Liang Tao. "Give me this position and I'll give you this money."

  Tang Chong still didn't answer.

  Liang Tao smiled and pulled out a stack of money from his wallet, saying: "Two thousand yuan. Buy a lower bunk bed. In my opinion, this price is quite reasonable, right? If you add a bit more money, you can buy an Apple 4S."

  "Three thousand," Tang Chong said.

  Liang Tao smiled.

  A very proud and triumphant smile.

  He knew that in this world, there was nothing that couldn't be bought with money.

  He happens to have enough money.

  He pointed at Tang Chong with his finger and said: "You're so wicked. And also very greedy."

  However, he still counted out three thousand dollars and handed them over to Tang Chong.

  Tang Zhong took the money and said: "Alright, this position is yours."

  "Then I won't be polite." Liang Tao plopped himself down on the bed, which had been wiped clean and covered with newspaper by Tang Chong. He wanted to experience the three-thousand-yuan bed and...the fearful gaze of others.

  Things snatched back from others' hands are especially dear to him.

  The bed suddenly fell down, and Liang Tao's whole body leaned back, then his head hit the bed frame heavily.

  The head and thick iron plate came into close contact, producing a crisp sound.

  (PS: Just took a look, "Fire Blazing Emperor" was uploaded four days ago and has already been pushed to the top ten reward list by you guys. You are indeed V587.)