590. Let some people start polluting first_1

With the rise in temperature, Jiangcheng became increasingly hot.

As Lingjiang River flowed through the city, it brought relatively humid winds, which, once heated by the direct sunlight, turned the whole place into an ideal steaming pot. Some university dorms didn't have air conditioning, and the little fans were no match for the heat waves. The floor became prized real estate, fiercely contended over by the boys; at least the bamboo mats and ground beds were cooler than the bunks.

During such times, rainy days were the only cause for celebration.

Suddenly, a gale wind swept through, followed by a downpour. Standing on the higher floors of the dormitory building at Jiangcheng University and looking out, a blurry curtain of rain shrouded the view. Many students cosplayed as seagulls, cheering and screaming in the rain, shouting loudly, "Let the storm rage harder!" only to be soaked by the wind and the rain, yet still laughing heartily.