dkrc Chapter 176, Box 1
Chapter 176, Box 1
When Lin Qiye arrived at the First Martial Arts Arena, he was greeted by a spectacular scene of bustling crowds.
Nearly ten thousand freshmen, dressed in various combat uniforms, gathered like a black tide in front of the huge entrance to the training ground.
To accommodate 10,000 students attending classes simultaneously, the school directly used this giant venue that can hold 20,000 spectators.
The entrance was divided into ten security checkpoints, but even so, long queues still formed in front of each checkpoint, a dense, seemingly endless mass.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to randomly join a queue, he caught a glimpse of a special lane on the far left out of the corner of his eye.
There were hardly any people there, a stark contrast to the crowded queues next to it.
He looked closely and saw a line of text clearly displayed on the light screen at the entrance of the passage: "[TOP 200 - Exclusive Passage]".
Without a second thought, Lin Qiye strode towards the private passage.
His movement immediately made him the focus of the entire audience.
"Look! It's Lin Qiye!"
"One-Shot Bro! He's gone!"
"Holy crap, is this the prestige of being the top freshman?"
"I'm so envious! No need to queue, just go straight in!"
The students, who were slowly moving through the crowded throng, naturally saw Lin Qiye's relaxed and carefree figure. They immediately started discussing among themselves, their eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and a sense of natural awe.
In the crowd, Qian Kun was huddled together with a few friends. When he saw Lin Qiye, he immediately nudged his companion with his elbow excitedly, his face full of pride.
"See that? One-Shot Bro! He used to live next door to me!"
In the group not far away, Ye Qinghan looked up, her gaze following that figure with a complex mix of emotions.
She watched him calmly walk towards the private passage, watching him enjoy the privilege of being the center of attention, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.
The pain of rejection still lingered, but more than that, there was an obsession and longing that she herself was unwilling to admit.
Meanwhile, Chen Chuwei and her campus television team moved nimbly through the crowd. She directed the cameramen to capture various shots while simultaneously pursing her lips.
But she didn't stop what she was doing. She immediately gestured to the cameraman beside her to give Lin Qiye a long close-up shot of his back, muttering to herself, "Come on, come on, camera follow!"
The two girls next to Qian Kun were immediately intrigued.
"Wow! Qian Kun, you know Lin Qiye? Is he aloof?" a girl with a pure and innocent look asked, her eyes shining.
Another tall girl leaned over, lowered her voice, and asked gossipily, "What's he like in real life? Is he like what the forums say, with a wife?"
Their conversation immediately attracted the attention of other students nearby, and curious ears perked up.
Enjoying the brief moment of being the center of attention, Qian Kun cleared his throat and said mysteriously, "Aloof? That's what people who don't know him think. Brother Lin is actually very easygoing, it's just... he's extremely focused on his cultivation and doesn't like to be disturbed."
He thought for a moment, then added, "Besides, Brother Yiqiang and his wife are very loving."
A boy in line nearby overheard this and couldn't help but interject, his tone laced with disbelief and a hint of sourness: "Tch, you talk like you know everything. How do you know anything?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Kun simply smiled enigmatically and offered no rebuttal.
In his mind, he was furiously complaining: Why didn't I know? That house isn't soundproof at all!
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Lin Qiye walked to the entrance of the special passage and found that there were already several people queuing ahead of him.
Standing at the very front were Qin Xiaoxiao and Liu Zhenlong.
Upon seeing Lin Qiye approach, the two almost simultaneously stopped talking, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet and stagnant.
Liu Zhenlong turned around, his sharp, hawk-like eyes filled with undisguised scrutiny and fighting spirit.
Qin Xiaoxiao, standing beside him, swept her cold gaze across Lin Qiye's face before looking down again, as if she were looking at an insignificant stranger.
A series of slightly disordered and hurried footsteps broke the silence behind me.
"Lin...Lin Qiye..."
A voice, clearly tense and trembling, came from behind.
Lin Qiye paused, turned around, and calmly looked at the person who had just arrived.
What came into view was Su Qingying, who was slightly biting her pink lips.
"What a coincidence."
Su Qingying felt that things were going too hard for her!
My parents and grandfather are all watching over me.
He wanted to become friends with Lin Qiye.
How am I supposed to make friends like this?!
From childhood to adulthood, all I've ever done is cultivate; I've never learned anything about this!
Under Lin Qiye's calm and unwavering gaze, Su Qingying felt her brain was about to shut down, and blurted out her thoughts:
"Lin Qiye, can we be friends... oh, no, I mean, add each other as friends!"
She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.
Saying "Let's be friends" is too presumptuous!
Changing the question to "add me as a friend" only made him seem more clumsy!
Su Qingying's pretty face turned bright red at a visible speed, spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ears. She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
How embarrassing!
But then she realized that this was a VIP-only passage, and there was no one else there except for them.
never mind!
So what if it's embarrassing!
Anyway, I've already said the most embarrassing things!
Thinking of this, a strange courage suddenly welled up from the bottom of my heart.
At this moment, Su Qingying decided to go all out.
She raised her head, her cheeks still burning, but her eyes hardened as she looked directly at Lin Qiye, as if to say, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean. What do you think we should do?"
Lin Qiye looked at the girl in front of him, whose face turned as red as a ripe apple as she went from being nervous to going all out, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Without saying much, he directly opened his personal terminal and brought up his friends' contact cards.
Seeing this, Su Qingying felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly opened her terminal to add him as a friend.
Qin Xiaoxiao, standing to the side, took in all of this.
A complex emotion flashed in her cold eyes.
There was a hint of contempt for Su Qingying's humble and almost fawning attitude, but more than that, there was a kind of anxiety that even she herself was unwilling to admit.
Of course she wanted to chat with Lin Qiye like that too!
But to ask her to be like Su Qingying, to take the initiative and trot over like a little puppy... she couldn't do it!
Just as Qin Xiaoxiao was struggling internally, Su Qingying looked up. Although her cheeks were still burning, her eyes had become much more relaxed, and she casually asked, "Which club are you in? The student council?"
Lin Qiye smiled and said, "Student Council."
Su Qingying nodded and said softly, "Yes, I'll join the Ministry of Justice's club..."
Ministry of Justice?
Lin Qiye simply glanced at her calmly and said nothing.
At this moment, Qin Xiaoxiao had already passed through security, and it was Lin Qiye's turn to go through security and enter.
The person in charge of verifying identities was a tall senior student wearing a student council uniform.
She was operating the device somewhat idly when Lin Qiye stepped forward and scanned her personal terminal on the sensor.
"drop--!"
A crisp notification sound rang out, and Lin Qiye's personal information instantly popped up on the light screen at the entrance of the passage. Below his name and photo, the label "TOP 1" stood out prominently.
The slight laziness on the tall senior's face vanished instantly, replaced by a complex mix of shock, admiration, and a hint of nervousness.
TOP 200 and TOP 1 are two completely different concepts!
Her attitude immediately became extremely respectful: "Lin...Lin Qiye! Your seat is on the lowest floor, in VIP room number 1."
She paused, her cheeks slightly flushed, and asked, "Um... Lin, may I... add you as a friend?"
Lin Qiye nodded politely and exchanged friend information with the other party.
After thanking him, he walked into the private passage inside the martial arts arena.
The spacious passageway was a spiral staircase leading downwards. As Lin Qiye walked up it, even through the thick soundproof walls, he could still vaguely feel the tsunami-like roar of voices and the boiling heat emanating from the audience above!
At the end of the stairs lies the lowest level of the martial arts arena.
This is a ring of small, independent private boxes surrounding the central area. Some boxes have their lights on, indicating that they are occupied, while others are dark.
Lin Qiye walked straight to the private room with a striking gold "1" engraved on the door.
This is his place.
As the top 200 freshmen, they had access to the first-floor VIP boxes closest to the center of the venue. Among them, the best and largest box, number 1, belonged to Lin Qiye, the top freshman.
This is proof of the strength of Galaxy Wuhan University in awarding first place to its freshmen.