RWW Chapter 1

“Hello, do you need wash…wash…”

Jiang Chaosheng stood at the door of a dorm room, speaking English with a heavy regional accent. He stammered wash for a long time but still couldn’t come up with the English word for air conditioner.

Every early summer at C University, it was customary to arrange for Mechanical Engineering students to clean the air conditioners throughout the schools.

Three minutes ago, Jiang Chaosheng carried his tools and knocked on the door of Room 666 in the boy’s dormitory. Inside the dorm room was a young man wearing comfortable pajamas and playing a computer game at his desk. He was talking with his teammates, speaking in fluent English. He had chestnut-colored hair, and there was even a strand of hair sticking out on top.

Jiang Chaosheng didn’t see the other’s face, so he had initially thought he was a foreign student. Thus, he could only bite the bullet and communicate with him.

He stammered for half a day but couldn’t make any sense, while the character in the game directly and efficiently took out the enemy with a headshot, winning the game.¹ The young man turned around, revealing his fair and handsome face.

He took off his headphones, and seeing the toolbox in Jiang Chaosheng’s hand, he raised a brow. “You’re here to clean the air-con?”

He spoke fluently, enunciating each character clearly in Chinese.

Jiang Chaosheng, “???”

He isn’t a foreigner?

Realizing that he had made a fool of himself, Jiang Chaosheng was somewhat embarrassed. “…yes.”

It seemed Wen Lan didn’t hear the lousy English he had spoken earlier. He stood up and moved a stool in from the balcony, then went back out to get a cup of water.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, the warm afternoon sunlight shone all over the floor.

The junior standing on the stool and opening the air conditioner cover was tall, with a handsome face, and a healthy, wheat-colored skin. When he raised his hands, the muscle lines on his arms were visible. A part of his waist was exposed under the loose T-shirt, and his beautiful abdominal muscle could be vaguely seen.

Wen Lan stood in front of the window, openly staring at him.

How come he never noticed such a handsome junior in the Mechanical Engineering Department? Wen Lan thought, “Aren’t all the engineering students a bunch of rough guys…”

Jiang Chaosheng was earnestly cleaning the air conditioner and didn’t notice anything else.

After cleaning out the dust in the air conditioner and putting the cover back on, Jiang Chaosheng stepped down from the stool. He used his hand to pat away the dust on the stool before placing it back on the balcony.

“All done.”

Wen Lan politely gave his gratitude.

Jiang Chaosheng picked up his toolbox and headed out to the next dorm room to clean the air conditioner.

Before the door closed, he heard the young man’s nonchalant laugh from behind him.

“The English word for air-con is air conditioner.”

Jiang Chaosheng’s ears turned red, and with a bang, the door was closed.