I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 39 - 0 Mountaineering Club

39: 039 Mountaineering Club

39: 039 Mountaineering Club

Thursday.

Another crisp autumn day.

After class, Luo Peng immediately grabbed Jiang Chen’s hand, panicked, “Hurry up and follow me!”

“What for?”

Jiang Chen was perplexed.

“Good news!”

Luo Peng, full of mystery, “You’ll find out if you come with me!”

The two walked out of the teaching building, crossed Camphor Tree Avenue, passed a cafeteria, and then saw an exceptionally lively crowd ahead.

What’s going on?

Jiang Chen wondered.

“Everyone, no need to rush, please keep order and line up to sign up!”

Someone was shouting.

“What’s this all about?”

Jiang Chen asked Luo Peng.

“Look, can’t you see that huge sign?”

Following Luo Peng’s gesture, Jiang Chen turned his head and saw a notice board through the gaps in the crowd.

It seemed to say something like “Mountaineering Club Recruitment.”

“Are you kidding me?”

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but smile, “We’re about to graduate, and you still plan to join a club?”

There are many clubs in university for students to enrich their extracurricular lives, and the mountaineering club is one of them.

However, it was usually freshmen and sophomores who were interested, and they were already seniors.

Jiang Chen turned to leave but Luo Peng held on to him firmly.

“Don’t you trust me?

Since I brought you here, there must be something good, so hurry up and line up to register.”

“Have you lost your mind?”

Jiang Chen looked at the bustling crowd, “Don’t you see these are all freshmen and sophomores, why are you joining the frenzy?

And you’re a senior, even if you sign up, would they even take you?”

“So what if I’m a senior?

Aren’t seniors still students of the East University?”

Luo Peng was unperturbed.

“Then you stand in line by yourself, I’m leaving.”

Jiang Chen wasn’t interested in joining him in his antics.

“If you walk away now, you will definitely regret it.”

Luo Peng said with profound meaning.

Jiang Chen paused in his tracks.

“All right, I won’t beat around the bush.”

Luo Peng grinned, “Don’t you find it strange that although the mountaineering club is quite unpopular, there are so many people signing up this time?”

“Why is that?”

Jiang Chen cooperatively asked.

“Because Li Shuru is from the mountaineering club, and there’s a club outing this weekend which Li Shuru will definitely attend.”

Jiang Chen was taken aback, then quickly asked, “Are you sure about this news?”

Luo Peng smiled wryly, “What do you think?”

Without another word, Jiang Chen walked forward.

“What are you doing?”

Luo Peng looked puzzled.

“Hurry and line up!”

They say women are fickle, but aren’t men the same?

“Damn it!”

Luo Peng showed his disdain by flipping Jiang Chen’s retreating back the middle finger.

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The allure of the goddess was indeed unmatched; the popularity of the Mountaineering Club’s recruitment event was almost as hot as those leading clubs like dance and skating.

“I heard that it was only after the Mountaineering Club’s president paid three visits to her cottage that he finally managed to convince Li Shuru to participate in this autumn outing, using it as a ‘selling point’ to promote their recruitment.”

Luo Peng muttered.

He was indeed well-informed.

Such insider information was not something the average person could know.

“How come I’ve never heard that Li Shuru was part of the Mountaineering Club before?”

Jiang Chen asked.

Luo Peng laughed and said, “Even though Li Shuru is now the belle of the Arts College and a goddess, when she first came to school, she was just an ordinary student, so wasn’t it normal for her to join a club out of curiosity?

You should have forgotten that you’re still a member of the Guitar Club.”

Jiang Chen smiled wryly.

Indeed.

When you first enter university, not knowing anything and finding everything novel, it’s no surprise to join a variety of messy clubs under the influence of senior students.

Every college student goes through this.

“You say that these students, having barely crossed that single-plank bridge, should be fighting for a bright future, yet here they are, focusing all their energy on beautiful girls.”

Jiang Chen sighed, sounding like a professor in a lecture hall, as if he were truly worried for the country and the people.

There were still a dozen people in front, and because registration required filling out information, the process was slow, with a constant queue forming behind.

“Fuck, Jiang Chen, aren’t you being a bit hypocritical?

‘Officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people can’t even light a lamp.’ You’re doing the same thing.”

Luo Peng did not hide his disdain.

Jiang Chen, not the least ashamed, asked puzzledly, “If you have connections inside the Mountaineering Club, why are you dragging me to queue up?

Wouldn’t it be easier to just let them know and have us added in directly?”

Nowadays, it’s a typical networking society, where everything can be done through connections.

The university, known as a microcosm of society, is no exception.

“I have my reasons for doing this.”

Luo Peng explained, “I heard that Li Shuru is personally in charge of the recruitment this time.

I deliberately brought you here to create an opportunity for you to meet her, since you said she has been deliberately avoiding you these past few days.”

Jiang Chen suddenly understood.

“You are always thinking ahead.”

Then he asked confusedly, “But where’s Shu Rui?”

“Probably got held up by something, it’s mealtime now, so she might have gone to eat.”

As the two were talking, a dazzlingly red Maserati pulled up and then stopped.

Seeing this, Luo Peng frowned involuntarily.

“Why does this dude pop up everywhere like a fly?”

Liang Zhenlun, the young master, alighted from the car under the watchful eyes of many, wearing sunglasses and looking dashing, paying no heed to the long queue and heading straight to the registration desk.

“Sign me up.”

The one at the very front of the queue was a freshman who, despite being jostled out of place, did not dare to speak out against the imposing aura of Liang Zhenlun.

Perhaps Liang Zhenlun’s face wasn’t widely recognized yet, but the Maserati, symbolizing wealth and power, was enough to awe these common students, still living in their ivory towers.

The Mountaineering Club member at the reception, also a student, recognized Liang Zhenlun and naturally did not wish to offend this ostentatious and narrow-minded rich boy, turning a blind eye to his domineering line-cutting and respectfully handed over a form for Liang Zhenlun to fill out.

“Shit.”

The others might endure it, but Luo Peng couldn’t, about to make a scene, when suddenly someone shouted, “Please go back and line up.”

All eyes turned to the source of the voice, and the atmosphere instantly heated up.

Luo Peng really wasn’t bluffing as the one who came over was none other than Li Shuru, with Zheng Jingjing by her side, glaring at Liang Zhenlun.

“I did line up.”

Liang Zhenlun shot back immediately, turning his head, “Don’t believe me?

Ask this junior here.”

Confronted with Liang Zhenlun’s gentle gaze and friendly smile, the freshman who was originally first in line hastily bowed his head nervously, not daring to say a word.

Liang Zhenlun smiled confidently, with a hint of arrogance, as he looked toward Zheng Jingjing.

“You…”

Zheng Jingjing was at a loss for words.

“You’re full of shit.”

In the face of injustice, there are always those unwilling to remain silent.

Luo Peng stepped forward from the queue and unapologetically pointed at Liang Zhenlun, cursing loudly.

“Liang, you really have no shame!”