"My name is Zhou Wen." Zhou Wen stood up from the chair and stretched out his hand.

Zhao Xianfeng proudly stretched out his hand and shook Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen glanced at him and Zhao Xianfeng's hands were very rough, obviously because they were all year round of fitness or did some heavy work.

However, Zhou Wen's hands were relatively smooth, completely different from Zhao Xianfeng.

During the summer vacation, Zhou Wen followed Mr. Xu to learn, regulating his breath and honing his body. Mr. Xu was more inclined to maintain health. Zhou Wen had a magical suit and did not practice the external practice skills.

"My name is Zhang Zheng." Zhang Zheng also stood up and greeted.

"I see you two are really thin. Military training will start tomorrow. I wonder if you can resist it." Zhao Xianfeng looked at Zhou Wen and the others with a look of disdain.

After saying that, he closed the dormitory door, lifted up the big bag containing the bedding, raised his hands and threw it onto the bed easily.

Instead of making the bed, he opened the black duffel bag and took out dumbbells, grip bars and other fitness equipment from it.

"Zhao Xianfeng, are you very professional? Are you a fitness professional?" Zhang Zheng looked at him curiously and took things out of his luggage bag one by one.

"That's natural. My body is not much worse than that of professional sports students. They are greedy chickens in front of me." Zhao Xianfeng said.

When he took out all the things and assembled a dumbbell.

These dumbbells are made of steel, and the dumbbell pieces and the connecting rod are separated. When you need to use them, just screw the dumbbell pieces on and fix them, which can also increase and reduce weight.

Zhao Xianfeng twisted several dumbbell pieces on it. Zhou Wen looked carefully at the sign on it and found that the dumbbell weighed thirty kilograms.

But Zhao Xianfeng easily made several curls in his hand, but he obviously had a bit of showing off.

Zhang Zheng looked at Zhao Xianfeng with a smile. His body was that kind of delicate and not strong.

"Let me try it." Zhang Zheng came over and said.

"Okay, come and try it." Zhao Xianfeng grabbed the dumbbell and handed it over, ready to let go and put it directly into Zhang Zheng's hand.

When Zhang Zheng saw this posture, he hurriedly said, "You might as well put it on the ground and let me take it."

Zhao Xianfeng snorted coldly and placed the dumbbell on the ground.

"You have to be careful not to throw this to the ground. If you hit the foot, it would be a bad thing." Zhao Xianfeng reminded kindly.

"I understand." Zhang Zheng was eager to try, bent down and grabbed the dumbbell, and tried to lift it up.

The weight of thirty kilograms can still be lifted, but Zhang Zheng lifted it for a while and then put it down quickly.

When Zhang Zheng was one centimeter away from the ground, he let out his hands, and the dumbbell fell to the ground and made a "bang".

"It's too heavy, I can't do it anymore." Zhang Zheng said with his wrist shaking.

Zhao Xianfeng looked as if I expected it. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Wen and said, "Zhou Wen, come and try it too."

The tone is quite provocative.

Zhao Xianfeng has been exercising since high school and has taken various nutritional supplements every day. He has put in the effort to practice to this point today.

Zhou Wen could naturally see that Zhao Xianfeng was not the kind of person who was verbally polite, but he was a little arrogant and looked down upon by no one.

He deliberately came up and took out these things just to show him and Zhang Zheng.

Now that Zhang Zheng can't pick it up, he has already become one shorter invisibly.

"Does this person want to be the boss of the dormitory?" Zhou Wen said with a smile in his heart.

He doesn't like to be senior in the dormitory and be a classmate in a friendly manner.

"Okay, I'll try it." Zhou Wen agreed.

He also bent down, grabbed the dumbbell directly, and lifted it up.

However, it was not a big deal, but Zhao Xianfeng was surprised when he saw Zhou Wen's face very calm and seemed to have no effort at all.

Zhou Wen continued to make several curls before putting the dumbbell back on the ground.

He was not like Zhang Zheng who was leaving and thrown on the ground, but he took it lightly, and made a little sound of touching the ground.

"Why are you so thin and so strong?" Zhao Xianfeng said in shock.

He stared at Zhou Wen with some uncertainty, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'm an internal force." Zhou Wen smiled.

"Really and false? Do you really have internal strength?" Zhao Xianfeng said with a glaring eyes.

"I'm lying to you. I've been working out for a while during the summer vacation, but I'm not as good as you. I just held my breath and picked it up. Now my arms are a little sore." Zhou Wen didn't want to get entangled on this topic, so he made up a lie and explained.

After saying that, he rubbed his arms and had to do a good job of acting.

His performance just now was not shocking when he made a few curls of thirty kilograms of dumbbells.

But if Zhao Xianfeng knew that he did not use all his strength, he would definitely be even more shocked.

"But when you talk about internal strength, I heard people say that when I was practicing martial arts before, it seems that there is such a thing." Zhao Xianfeng smiled when he saw this, and believed Zhou Wen's words for the time being.

After all, the muscles on Zhou Wen's arm are obviously not very developed, but they are just normal. It is reasonable to pick them up.

Anyway, Zhao Xianfeng doesn't believe that Zhou Wen can lift it easily.

However, this time, Zhao Xianfeng withdrew his previous arrogance, pulled a chair and sat down and chatted with the two of them.

"You have practiced martial arts yet?" Zhang Zheng said in surprise.

"That's right, I'm from Beihe Province. We're in a mess and often fight. I've learned fighting, Sanda, and some traditional martial arts, but it's just the superficial ones." Zhao Xianfeng said.

"That's not bad. From now on, we will rely on you to support our dormitory. No one dares to bully us then!" Zhang Zheng smiled.

"That's natural." Zhao Xianfeng was also very proud.

Several people chatted, and time gradually passed.

Through chatting, Zhou Wen learned that Zhao Xianfeng was from Beihe Province and Zhang Zheng was from Jinxi Province. Both of them were from other provinces.

Zhou Wen looked at his phone and it was already past twelve o'clock, and his last roommate Zhu Hengyang had not come yet.

"Brothers, I don't think Zhu Hengyang will come anymore. Let's go to have a meal first." Zhao Xianfeng suggested.

Everyone was actually hungry, after all, they had been busy all morning, so they agreed.

The three of them went downstairs together and prepared to find a place to have a meal.

...

Outside the Shanghai University, Wang Zixuan walked into a restaurant with anger on his face. The restaurant was decorated simply with a red sign.

"Wang Zixuan, what's wrong with you?" There are not many people in this restaurant now. As soon as Wang Zixuan entered, the person at the counter smiled.

It was a man wearing a vest, shorts and slippers. He looked about thirty years old and looked more ferocious.

"Brother Song, please teach me a lesson." Wang Zixuan walked to the man and whispered.

"Who?" Brother Song said curiously.

"A new student." Wang Zixuan said angrily.

Brother Song immediately laughed and said, "You just came here and just joined the new student?"

"Brother Song, this person is fighting with me for a woman. I originally wanted to make things difficult for him, but he knew the teacher in our student department. I have been fired by the student union now." Wang Zixuan explained.

He made friends at school, and even people outside the school know a lot.

After Zhou Wen left, the teacher from the School of Management’s Student Affairs Department had called him and expelled him from the student union.

He has made great efforts to run for the Minister of External Relations this semester, but all of this has been wasted.

It's all because of Zhou Wen.

Wang Zixuan has hated Zhou Wen to the core.

So he decided to teach Zhou Wen a little lesson, so he ran to this restaurant to find this man named Song Ge.

Brother Song is a foreigner named Wang Song. He is also a family member of Wang Zixuan. He opened a small shop in the Shanghai Stock Exchange to do business.

These people from other places live together in other places, and they inevitably have conflicts with others. They all have their own groups. Wang Zixuan met Brother Song by chance and learned about Wang Song's power.

This person seems inconspicuous and is also a fierce man in the surrounding area.

Wang Zixuan has asked Wang Song to solve many things.

When Wang Zixuan makes friends, he naturally has no need for money to support. Although his family is not a big rich, he is quite capable.

After communicating with Wang Song, Wang Song agreed directly.

Teaching a new college student a lesson is a trivial matter.

When they were not strict in the past, they even went out to grab college students' money.

"Where is that person named Zhou Wen?" Wang Song asked.

"I'm having someone stare at me." After Wang Zixuan said that, his phone just rang.

He took it out and looked at it, with a smile on his face, and said, "Zhou Wen and his two roommates went to the food street for dinner, which is just right."

"Okay, let me leave it." Wang Song patted his chest.

Wang Zixuan secretly stuffed a few red tickets under the counter.
To be continued...