Study System: I'm a 38-Year-Old Student-Chapter 176 - 131: Is It Possible That Old Deng Is My Dad? (Super Long - )
So, by the time they climbed up to the sixth floor, Pang Fei was already panting and gasping for breath, but Shen Qiushan—with his "Endurance King" title and 90 points in Strength—looked like it was nothing.
"Thanks, Xiaopang."
Shen Qiushan smiled and patted Pang Fei on the shoulder, teasing, "But for someone your age, your body’s a little weak, huh."
"Don’t stay up late all the time. Work out more."
"Yeah, yeah."
Pang Fei nodded absentmindedly, silently grumbling to himself: Old Deng, do you really not know how heavy your own suitcase is?
Still, seeing Shen Qiushan carrying so much stuff yet not even breaking a sweat, Pang Fei couldn’t help but feel a bit impressed.
Sigh, people really do turn into monsters as they get older these days!!
Look at Granny Qing—she’s over seventy, still handles a ton of lawsuits, keeps up with her love life, and is hustling in her career!
Old Shen is almost forty, yet he hauls bedding and a backpack all the way up to the sixth floor without a care.
Right now, the door to dorm 618 was closed. Pang Fei took a breather, then pushed the door open.
He figured that since they’d already made it to the dorm, might as well carry everything inside and help tidy up the bed a bit too—be helpful to the very end, right?
But as soon as he pushed open the dorm door, he was startled by the scene inside—such a small room, packed with more than a dozen people.
Of course, most of them were middle-aged, clearly parents there to help their kids move in.
And these parents were obviously divided into three groups.
Two of the students each had a "support team" of just their parents.
But the chubby kid sitting on a chair was surrounded by six adults—four middle-aged people in their forties, and a gray-haired elderly couple.
You could tell, his entire family came out in full force.
Pang Fei and Shen Qiushan came in one after another, and everyone looked their way immediately.
A middle-aged man with a receding hairline saw Shen Qiushan and came up with a big smile. "Old Shen, how are you!"
"Never thought my son would end up in the same dorm as you, the top scorer!"
"Oh, this is my son, Zhao Hongyu."
"My name’s Zhao Wanjun, you can just call me Old Zhao."
The balding guy pointed at the young man sitting on his bed—the kid wore glasses, had really fair skin, looked gentle and proper, your typical top student face.
Honestly, making it into Sanjiang University—especially a popular major like School of Electronic Information—you pretty much have to be a straight-A student.
"Hello, Uncle Shen." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Zhao Hongyu waved at Shen Qiushan.
"Don’t call me Uncle."
"Just call me Old Shen!"
Shen Qiushan laughed and shook his head. "We’re going to be roommates. It’s weird to call me uncle."
"So you’re Shen Qiushan!"
"The 38-year-old top scorer?"
"Bro, you’re amazing!"
This time, another middle-aged man squeezed over, hair slicked back, wearing a light-blue shirt, black slacks, and spotless leather shoes.
This look—kind of like an insurance agent, or maybe a bank branch manager.
"Forgot to introduce myself—my name’s Feng Jianhui. This is my son, Feng Sicong."
The guy with the slicked-back hair introduced himself while pointing to a boy in Nike sportswear leaning against the closet.
Shen Qiushan greeted them both right away.
Just then, the chubby kid with the six-person "support team" stood up from his seat, looking a bit impatient as he said to his family, "Dad, Grandpa, Uncle, you guys go home already."
"I can handle it myself!"
"You’ve never even been this far from home, what can you handle!"
A middle-aged woman in the crowd shot him a look, then smiled and waved at Shen Qiushan. "Old Shen, hello! You have a bottom bunk. Would you mind swapping with our little rascal here?"
"He’s chubby, all meat, and it’s really inconvenient for him to climb up and down."
Sanjiang University’s dorms are all four-person rooms, with two bunk beds on the left as you enter, and desks and wardrobes on the right.
So each dorm has two top bunks and two bottom bunks.
The beds were already assigned, with each new student’s name posted.
Apparently, the chubby kid was randomly given a top bunk.
Shen Qiushan happened to get a bottom bunk.
That’s why the middle-aged woman suggested that Shen Qiushan swap bunks with her son.
Before Shen Qiushan could say anything, the balding Zhao Wanjun spoke up: "Beibei’s mom, Old Shen is almost forty—you can’t just ask for that."
"Beibei is eighteen, a grown man. Climbing up and down is just good exercise!"
"I wasn’t talking to you!"
"You really have no manners, do you!"
The middle-aged woman shot Zhao Wanjun a glance. Clearly, the two had already butted heads before.
Otherwise, Zhao Wanjun wouldn’t have jumped in so fast.
Actually, before Shen Qiushan arrived, the woman had already asked Zhao Hongyu, who got a bottom bunk, to swap beds.
But Zhao Wanjun refused, saying his son was nearsighted and wearing glasses, so climbing up and down was inconvenient for him too.
Zhao Wanjun’s reason was fair, but Bao Beibei’s mother had muttered that he was being stingy.
So they’d bickered for a bit.
Now, Bao Beibei’s mother was asking Shen Qiushan to trade bunks again.
Zhao Wanjun wasn’t having it, so he stepped in again to call her out.
"Mom, stop it!"
"I’ll just take the top bunk, it’s fine."
Even Bao Beibei couldn’t stand it anymore, kind of embarrassed by his mom, so he hurried to speak up.
But his mother didn’t listen and kept looking at Shen Qiushan, pressing him, "Old Shen, what do you think?"
