Chapter 88 - 76: After Becoming a Divine Rich
Another day passed.
Su Ran packed his bags. His plan was to first register at the university, then buy an apartment before military training began—a fully furnished one, of course. That way, he could usually live in the dorm, but if a girl came to visit, he could take her home.
He asked Uncle Qin to help look after his courtyard and then left.
"Su Ran, study hard in the provincial capital, and don’t get into any trouble."
"Okay, I know, Uncle Qin."
Su Ran waved, turned, and walked along the dirt path simmering in the heatwave. He put on his headphones, listening to an old version of "The Wind Rises" by an artist named ’Uses Coupons Even for Chilis,’ and headed toward the university life he’d been dreaming of...
At the village entrance, under the large banyan tree, Ning Wenwen was waiting to give Su Ran a surprise. The mottled shadows of the leaves dappled her face.
"Hey."
"Nope."
"Hmph."
"Heh."
The bus at the village entrance pulled up. The two of them got on and sat down by a window. Wenwen leaned her head on Su Ran’s shoulder. "What song are you listening to? Let me hear." She took one of Su Ran’s earbuds and put it in her ear. A familiar melody echoed in her mind: [I say thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm.]
"..." She turned to see Su Ran’s teasing, half-smiling expression. "Do you need me to sing for you, Brother Su Ran? I say thank..."
"Alright, alright. I’ll put on a better song for you."
"That’s more like it. Now lean your head over here."
"Why?"
"It’s time to change my phone wallpaper."
CLICK~
She snapped a photo of the two of them and set it as her wallpaper.
The bus seemed faster than usual today. Before Wenwen could finish her chatter, they had already arrived at the station.
Amidst the bustling crowd at the station entrance, Su Ran reached out and stroked Wenwen’s cheek. "Go on back. Don’t make it seem like some epic, thousand-mile farewell."
"Aren’t you going to hug me?" Wenwen spread her arms wide.
"Oh." Su Ran gave a speechless little laugh and stepped forward, pulling Wenwen into his arms.
One second.
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
"Is that enough?"
"Don’t be in such a hurry. Just a few more seconds."
Another ten seconds.
Wenwen pulled away.
"You can go in now."
"Alright, I’m heading in then. Don’t you cry now."
"Mmm~ Be safe~"
"..."
Su Ran turned and walked inside. ’Hugging so tight on such a hot day... my T-shirt’s soaked in two spots.’
Ning Wenwen watched Su Ran pass through the ticket gate, then silently turned to leave, looking back every few steps.
’I wish Su Ran could have stayed a little longer. After all, it’s not like this is the only bus to Jiangning (so frustrating!). They leave every half hour, so what’s the rush!’
Hmph~
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
A message from Su Ran: [Wenwen, I forgot to tell you, I got you a school promotion gift. The delivery status shows it’s been dropped off at the Cainiao station near your house. The pickup code is 13-145-20, don’t forget to get it.]
A happy smile immediately blossomed on Wenwen’s face: [What kind of gift?]
Su Ran: [The latest complete set of Chinese, Math, and English "Huanggang Real Exam Questions." Go get ’em.]
Wenwen: [I say thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm.]
Su Ran: [(facepalm laughing)]
Every girl has an idealized first love, a "white moonlight," and Su Ran was Wenwen’s.
It was a pure, innocent, and unblemished affection.
Sometimes, she wished she could fast-forward three years to when she would finally be eighteen.
Hers was, after all, an age for dreaming. And Su Ran did his best to make this little sister’s dreams come true.
...
「Forty minutes later, the bus arrived at the Jiangning long-distance bus station.」
These days, whether at the bus station or the high-speed rail station, the main force was undoubtedly university students from all over the country, arriving with large and small bags, full of hopes for college life.
’Glancing around, I see a lot of girls in short skirts. Fair-skinned and pretty.’
’Don’t stare. A quick appreciation is enough. One more second and it’s suspicious.’
Listening to music on his headphones, pulling a Gucci suitcase, and dressed in a low-key, high-fashion outfit, he walked out of the crowd.
’What could he do? Su Ran had over a dozen suitcases in his Mushroom House—if it wasn’t Gucci, it was LV or Armani. He wasn’t about to go to a wholesale market and buy a cheap suitcase just to pretend to be low-key. There was no need for that. Being real was what mattered.’
’It’s my money, so it’s only right that I enjoy life.’
As for his clothes, well... to be honest, Su Ran was a natural clothes horse; he looked good in anything. But without Jinyu to pick out his outfits every morning, he was always lacking that little bit of taste. After all, not every guy enjoys fussing over his clothes every day, getting all dolled up before heading out.
To Su Ran, it didn’t matter. But to Liu Jinyu, it was, ’It matters a lot to me! You’re my boyfriend, so I *must* pick out your outfit for the day every morning.’
’They’re all great. What am I going to do in the future? Better just be Zen about it.’
’No point overthinking it. I’ll just leave it to time.’
By the side of the road, a large crowd of students was waiting for rides. Su Ran was among them. There weren’t nearly enough taxis to meet the demand.
’It’s a shame my Aston Martin just cleared customs this morning. It’ll still be a few days before it arrives in Jiangning. Otherwise, how great would it be to drive my own car?’
He finally managed to hail a taxi to the university.
Ning University.
Su Ran paid his tuition at the payment office and then went to his chosen department to register.
Uh... as for the major he chose... well...
Before becoming a Divine Rich, Su Ran’s first choice for a major would have undoubtedly been something related to economics.
Because with that kind of degree, it would be easy to find a good-paying job after graduation.
However...
After becoming a Divine Rich, all those concerns vanished. He no longer had to worry about money. All he had to do was follow his heart, choose a major he was truly passionate about, and enjoy four wonderful years of university life. Isn’t that right?
After all, once he graduated, that mysterious "Career" card, [Brand War], would activate, and he would directly begin his peak Divine Rich life!
For Su Ran now, "economics" was just another card he might find when he opened his eyes in the morning.
So...
Su Ran chose a major he genuinely loved: the History Department’s [Artifacts and Museum Studies Program].
To put it simply, this major involved studying antiques and... tomb raiding—pah!—I mean, rescue excavation. It would involve frequent field trips to archaeological sites for hands-on experience.
Mmm, rumor has it that a top student from a few years back, an upperclassman in this very major, not only studied this but also Feng Shui. Right before he was arrested, he boasted that if he’d just had a little more time, he would have cracked open the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum!
Of course, Su Ran wasn’t in it for tomb raiding. He simply liked ancient things and enjoyed studying the lives of ancient people, so he followed his heart and chose this major.
’Maybe in the future, I can set up a private museum like the "Liberation Museum" and fill it with antiques that I like.’
This major was very unpopular. So unpopular, in fact, that when Su Ran mentioned it on the road a while back, the "four little ones" held a serious "family meeting" for him. The main topic: "How about you change it?"
The four women lost their appetites worrying over their man’s choice.
Fueled by a bit of liquid courage, Su Ran won them over with a single sentence: "Even if I have to steal and rob, I, Su Ran, will keep the four of you fed and happy!"
’Fine, you can go study Artifacts and Museum Studies.’
At the registration desk.
A middle-aged man was staring into space. When he saw someone approach, he immediately sat up straight. "Come in, student."
"Hello, Teacher. My name is Su Ran."
Su Ran handed over his forms.
The man first sized up the young man—he looked quite refined and gentle, very good—then checked the roster. "Oh, Su Ran, is it? I’m your class advisor. My name is Wang Liangwen."
"Hello, Teacher Wang. I have a few questions I’d like to ask you..."
Su Ran chatted with the advisor for a bit and learned that Ning University only had a single class for the [Artifacts and Museum Studies] program, and there were only 12 students in it. It really was an unpopular major.
Wang Liangwen also mentioned that they would be taught how to use a Luoyang Shovel and would take students to muddy fields for practical experience.
As they talked, Wang Liangwen looked at Su Ran’s college entrance exam scores and asked, perplexed, "Why did you choose this major?"
"Because I like it."
"Because you... like it?"
"Don’t worry, Teacher Wang. I’m not a tomb raider."
"Hah, what’s all this talk about tomb raiding? Here, take your receipt and go get your bedding and head to the dorms."
"Okay."
Next up was the most important step in determining whether he’d have a pleasant four years: his roommates.