Shuang Xiaoxiao, a melancholic and beautiful girl who has only had one wish in the past eighteen years, in this September before the golden autumn and the peak of summer, like a migrant worker going south, dragged herself and her luggage into this so-called university where the huge dreams of countless boys and girls have been released.
At the school gate, the sophomore seniors with salivating expressions like hunters were looking around, ready to move. Shuang Xiaoxiao, who was equally happy and quiet, had seen this battle before. She was so frightened that she wanted to run away, but she couldn't match the vigorous posture of the hungry seniors. She immediately stopped Shuang Xiaoxiao and showed a smile that she thought was very harmless. "My little sister is a freshman." Freshmen, which college or department you are from, don't be afraid, haha, we are your seniors and we are here to help you, hey hey hey..." Before Shuang Xiaoxiao reported her family, these seniors used their useless energy to carry Shuang Xiaoxiao's luggage. The helpless Shuang Xiaoxiao had no choice but to follow the seniors.
By the time Shuang Xiaoxiao finished all the procedures and sent away those over-enthusiastic seniors, Shuang Xiaoxiao was as tired as if she was trying to kill a marshmallow.
Shuang Xiaoxiao was shocked. Just when she thought she was calming down, she saw the person who made her want to blow him up. . .