402. Chapter 402 Fire, Theft, and Seniors (1)

Luo Yichen pushed the luggage cart between Su Rourou and that boy, looking at him with scrutiny and vigilance.

The boy stepped back a little, and made a "please" gesture in a very gentlemanly manner: "In that case, then you go first!"

Luo Yichen glanced at him coldly: "It's okay, you go first. I'll wait with my girlfriend for a while, it doesn't matter."

His tone sounded very polite, but the accent fell on the three words "girlfriend".

"I said, do you want to sit still?" The taxi driver yelled at them impatiently, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Others are scrambling to take a taxi, but these few people are good enough to give way to him!

The boy took another step back, waved his hands and said with a smile, "You guys go first! I... just wait for the next shift."

This time, Luo Yichen didn't refuse anymore, he directly took Su Rourou's hand, and pushed her into the car.

The taxi shuttled through the scorching sun and the shade of trees, and after half an hour, it stopped at the gate of H University.

The first thing that catches the eye is a row of thick blue brick walls, exuding a long and long history, with the big gilt characters of "H" inlaid on them, shining brightly in the sun.

Su Rourou couldn't help feeling proud: New life, new beginning! She must study hard from today, and try to get out of the ranks of low school students as soon as possible, and look up to Luo Yichen, a high school bully!

As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw a wide and straight boulevard lined with tall plane trees, and the leaves on the branches occasionally fell with the wind. The sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, casting deep and shallow mottled light and shadow on the ground.

In the forest, there were groups of teenagers who were similar in age to them. They exude vigorous vitality, like a rising sun, full of yearning for the unknown future.

Su Rourou tightly held Luo Yichen's hand, closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air. It turns out that this is the university! ! !

That's great, it's exactly the same as the university she imagined... Small and fresh, slightly bright...

Before she finished posting her emotions, a group of people rushed out halfway, breaking her beautiful fantasy about the university.

A few boys with green eyes appeared from nowhere, surrounding her and Luo Yichen.

However, in their eyes, they obviously couldn't see Luo Yichen, only her existence.

A boy with pimples all over the head stared at her, as excited as if Columbus had discovered the New World: "Student, are you a freshman? Which department are you from?"

Seeing the light like a hungry wolf emerge from his eyes, Su Rourou couldn't help feeling a chill, and took a few steps back straightly: "That...I am..."

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the small sign hanging around the boy's neck, and only then did she see clearly the big characters "Volunteer" written on it.

So, they are a group of volunteers who voluntarily come to welcome new students... In fact, this is also the tradition of every university.

Every year at the beginning of school, a group of volunteers will be selected from the sophomores and juniors to welcome the freshmen and guide them in registration and accommodation.

Although it is very hard to run under the scorching sun and the admission procedures are cumbersome, there are still many boys rushing to sign up. Because... this is the best time to get to know the "elementary girls"! If you pass by and miss it, you will have to wait another year...

Before she could finish her sentence, another group of boys came over and pointed at the pimple-covered boy and cursed, "Damn it, Wu Chunsheng! Why don't you keep robbing us of your sister Za?"

Then, they looked at Su Rourou who was frightened, and immediately changed another face with a bright smile: "Hello, junior girl, may I ask which department you are from?"

"She is... my girlfriend!" Luo Yichen dropped the luggage, and directly took Su Rourou's hand, protecting her whole body behind her.

His cold eyes cast a gaze as sharp as a sharp knife towards the group of hungry wolf-like boys, as if he wanted to chop them into minced meat.