Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 450 - 450 445 Sister Outfits

Chapter 450: Chapter 445: Sister Outfits Chapter 450: Chapter 445: Sister Outfits Jin Dapang emerged from the girls’ dormitory building, let out a long sigh of relief, and wiped the dense sweat from his forehead with his hand.

It seemed as though he’d just exited not the girls’ dormitory but a dragon’s den and tiger’s lair.

He took his bike key to find Tian Xiaohui’s bike and, before even entering the bike shed, spotted the ostentatious red mountain bike at a glance. There was a seat in the back, but it was clearly an aftermarket addition.

A few days ago, Tian Xiaohui had called to brag about it after buying it, saying he’d got a bike, incredibly beautiful, super cool.

At the time, Jin Dapang was so stunned he thought Tian Xiaohui had bought a red sports car.

Thinking to himself, that can’t be possible, can it? When did he get so rich?

After asking for ages, he finally learned that what had been bought was a six-hundred yuan red mountain bike.

Jin Dapang gave the bike’s design and tires a quick glance, nodded in approval – it was indeed quite nice. He decided he’d buy one too tomorrow, but not a red one; he preferred blue.

Swinging his leg over the seat, Jin Dapang rode off immediately, but after only a couple of pedal turns, there was a “pfft” sound. The bike wobbled for a moment, then the back wheel felt flat.

He quickly put his foot down to stop and looked back – had it gone flat?

This…

Jin Dapang was dumbfounded. Could it be he had deflated it?

Was the quality of this bike so poor? He wasn’t even a hundred and eighty pounds, how could he have deflated it?

Despite the flat tire, the rim was still intact, and Jin Dapang really didn’t fancy pushing the bike all the way to the boys’ dormitory, so he continued to ride it with a rattling noise all the way there, panting and puffing, before finally arriving at the parking shed beneath the boys’ dormitory. He quickly locked it up and hurried upstairs.

He only carried a backpack and didn’t bring anything else, but he had to stop three times on his way up to the fifth-floor dormitory, gasping for breath the entire way.

It was odd. Why could he carry two bags to the third floor of the girls’ dormitory without running out of breath just moments before?

Could the girls’ dormitory have fewer stairs?

Yeah, that must be the reason.

He first visited Jiang Yan’s dorm, and upon pushing the door open, saw Tian Xiaohui preening in the mirror.

In the sweltering heat, this guy had let his former crop grow out, then had the top permed and colored, making his head resemble a brown-haired dog.

Only he thought he looked dashing after the perm, checking himself out from every angle.

Suddenly, Jin Dapang sniffed, “What’s that smell?”

Tian Xiaohui turned around to show off, “It’s my new hair gel water. How does it smell? Good, right?”

It smelled like crap!

Jin Dapang, his head reeling from the scent, plopped the bike key on his desk and turned to leave.

Once Tian Xiaohui was done grooming, he took the key and sprinted downstairs, eager to ride his bike.

These past few days, with new students registering, he had helped a girl from the foreign languages department carry her bedding, and to thank him, she’d invited him for a meal today.

A meal, between a man and a woman, what kind of meal would that be?

The thought alone brought a sly grin to Tian Xiaohui’s face – it looked like the bro was about to shed his single status, and with a fresh and tender first-year girl, no less.

Finding his dynamic bike, Tian Xiaohui mounted it and set off, but after only two pedals, he sensed something was amiss, dismounted, and was stunned!

Damn it, the rear tire was off its rim, and the hub was exposed…

Recalling that it was Mu Jiawen who had borrowed it and Jin Dapang who’d returned it, he couldn’t help but look up towards the dorm with fury and roar, “You dead fatty, roll down here…”

…

On the other side, in Dormitory 303 for girls.

After Jin Dapang left, Liang Yujun saw that Ding Yuanyuan’s expression was off and asked Mu Jiawen, “What happened just now?”

Mu Jiawen pondered over their conversation and concluded, “Dapang said she’s thin, and that made her angry.”

With a “bang,” Ding Yuanyuan slammed her handbag down on the table, “That fatso still dares to call me fat, what about all his flab, did it turn invisible or something? Can’t he see it himself? How dare he say I’m fat?”

Sha Yali wondered, “Didn’t he say you’re thin? When did he ever call you fat?”

After she finished speaking, they glanced at Ding Yuanyuan’s round face that had gotten fuller over the summer break, at her plump arms that showed, and at her less distinct waistline, and the three of them fell into collective silence.

“How did Dapang even start mocking people?”

“Exactly, that’s too much.”

“Let’s make him treat us, how about going for hot pot tonight?”

Ding Yuanyuan glared, “This is our first dinner together after the semester started, why bring a fatso? Plus, I don’t want to see him, he’s so annoying!”

Seeing that she was genuinely irritated by Dapang, Liang Yujun quickly changed the subject and took out four T-shirts from her cabinet, “Look, I bought these sister outfits for our dorm, let’s all change into them. For the bottoms, just wear the denim shorts we bought before. Let’s dress alike and go out to eat. Here, here, I’ve already washed them; you can wear them straight away.”

The girls were happy to take them and, after changing, started giggly sizing each other up, but they fell silent again upon seeing Ding Yuanyuan after she had put on the T-shirt.

“Yujun, you chose sizes too small. Yali, yours is loose, let’s switch.”

While saying this, Ding Yuanyuan started to peel off the T-shirt that was tightly wrapped around her body and waited for Sha Yali to take off hers and swap with her.

Liang Yujun was just about to mention that they were all one size, but seeing Sha Yali cooperatively removing her top to exchange it with her, she chose to keep her mouth shut.

The outcome was predictable.

Ding Yuanyuan’s face was the picture of despair, “Have I really gained that much weight? I guess I won’t be able to fit into last year’s denim shorts either.”

During her summer break at home, she almost always wore comfy loose dresses, slipping them on easily without the need for pants, which was very convenient.

Her aunt had bought her four of these dresses, which were enough to alternate between.

The downside was quite obvious now: she hadn’t noticed her waist thickening after gaining weight, and her grandparents doted on her, always feeling that she wasn’t eating enough. They would still think of her as skinny now, let alone if she got even fatter.

Her mom did vaguely hint at it, but seeing the look in her grandmother’s eyes, she didn’t dare continue.

With the sister outfits not fitting one of them, the other three didn’t say much and just changed back into their previous clothes.

But Ding Yuanyuan declared with determination, “I am going to slim back down to my original size in one month, no, in half a month, and wear this T-shirt. Remember, from now on I’m only eating fruit at night, no dinner, and none of you are to call me out on it.”

About half an hour after this fierce declaration, Mu Jiawen stood up and called them, “It’s six o’clock, let’s go, time for hot pot.”

Ding Yuanyuan had just finished tidying her clothes and desk when she heard this and, as if nothing had happened, followed the other three out the door.

No one reminded her, who was it that just said they wouldn’t eat dinner?

The freshman orientation was still not completely over, and the school gate was bustling with activity.

To enjoy a quieter meal, the four of them went to a street a bit farther away from the school, where they knew a hot pot restaurant named Chuanshui that was quite good.

Meanwhile, at the corner table in the Chuanshui lobby, Pan Jian and his friends were dejectedly drinking and eating hot pot.

Suddenly, the companion sitting across from Pan Jian stared in the direction of the door with wide eyes, and a few seconds later, urgently called out to Pan Jian, “Old Pan, Old Pan, quick look, turn around, isn’t that the girl who took Mu Jun to find Yu Yue this afternoon…”