102: Chapter 102 Temporary Class Committee: Capture the King First

Counselor Chen Ruobing had witnessed everything from outside the door.

The stuck-up seniors from the Department of Living slunk out of the dorm, feeling humiliated, and each one remained silent.

A moment later, the sound of high heels fading away echoed outside the dorm.

Qi Hui poked his head out, looking around like a thief. Once the coast was clear, he hollered, "Holy crap, Shen Weiyue, you're awesome! You actually talked back to those Student Union seniors until they ran off."

"Hmm? Little Hui, what did you call me?" Shen Weiyue glanced at him indifferently.

"Brother Yue!" Qi Hui immediately corrected himself, then added with genuine admiration, "I never expected Brother Yue's silver tongue to be so sharp; I'm truly impressed."

"If you don't know how to talk, keep your mouth shut." Shen Weiyue glared at him with a dark expression.

In the future, that phrase would get someone beaten up if used to compliment someone.

Qi Hui scratched his head, feeling confused, but only Xie Dongming seemed to have realized something and snickered to himself.

This chubby white guy was like an egg—white on the outside but yellow on the inside.

Seeing that they weren't the least bit worried, Zhang Chengbin chimed in quietly, "Shen Weiyue, do you think those losers from the Department of Living will try to make things difficult for us later?"

"It doesn't matter. Worst case, we take it to the college or school leaders, but I think even if they're unhappy, they'll have to suck it up."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because Little Hui is still sitting on some leverage."

Qi Hui looked down at the bedding that lacked a product label. He hadn't expected that keeping this stuff would turn out to be the right move.

The four of them looked at each other and smiled; they really had them figured out.

… Early the next morning, Shen Weiyue was leaning back on the balcony, smoking leisurely.

Qi Hui was cursing at the door of the washroom, urging Xie Dongming and Zhang Chengbin inside to hurry up and stop hogging the toilet.

The dorm had just been put together, and their living habits hadn't synced up yet; the adjustment period was just like this.

Shen Weiyue had anticipated this, so he was the first to get up. He checked the time and reminded them, "Little Hui, if you keep dawdling, you're going to be late. I won't wait for you."

"Don't do that, wait for me, just a few minutes."

While begging, Qi Hui turned and cursed at the washroom, "Xie Dongming, you're a grown man, why are you messing with your chubby face in the mirror? Putting on makeup? Are you looking to sell your ass?"

"Qi Hui, you idiot, this is sunscreen. It's facial care, get it? You…"

"And what about you, Zhang Chengbin? Why are you messing with those few hairs on your head, touching them over and over? Hurry up and let me wash my face."

"Damn it, I'm applying hair gel to set my style, you country bumpkin!"

"Damn it, forget it, I'm coming in."

"Don't squeeze in, there's no room! Wait a bit longer, damn you…"

The dorm was in chaos. Shen Weiyue put out his cigarette and started a countdown. If those three idiots didn't stop in ten minutes, he was going to head out on his own.

Fortunately, eight minutes later, the three of them were finally ready, looking energetic and dressed to the nines.

"Let's go, breakfast first." Shen Weiyue habitually put his hands behind his back, then quickly switched to stuffing them in his pockets.

Even though they hadn't established any seniority or hierarchy in the dorm, the three of them subconsciously followed behind him, as if he were the boss.

Aura—that kind of thing is the most lethal when it's invisible.

"Oh boy, damn it, this idiot seems to have some kind of magic that makes people want to trust him. I need to stay away from him…" Xie Dongming muttered as he watched Shen Weiyue's back.

Half an hour later, the group of four arrived at the college building.

Qi Hui looked up at the striking gold-plated characters of 'School of Computer Science and Technology' with his hands on his hips and declared heroically, "Brothers, I declare that my name will become the glory of this building in the future!"

"Look at you acting all high and mighty. You should thank the heavens if you don't become a stain on its reputation. Jiang University is never short on geniuses," Xie Dongming said dismissively.

"I'm different." "How are you different? Did you grow an extra head?"

"My name is Qi Hui—the sun and moon shining together."

"Pfft… Then I'm called Dongming—the brightness of the East." Xie Dongming scoffed, then pointed at Shen Weiyue, "Weiyue—shaking mountains and vibrating peaks!"

Zhang Chengbin waited expectantly for him to praise him, but the chubby guy couldn't think of anything after a long time. He had to scratch his head and offer an awkward smile, "Chengbin, uh, this… I can't find an adjective. A-Bin, just forget it for now…"

"Young A-Bin." Shen Weiyue blurted out unexpectedly.

"Hiss… That's right, Young A-Bin! That works, that works! Shen Weiyue, you are so cultured; that's great."

The two of them exchanged a smile. Zhang Chengbin frowned, feeling it wasn't that simple, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Qi Hui was also a bit naive and didn't understand what the two were laughing about.

He took over the conversation, shaking his head and sighing, "Setting aside Young A-Bin, our formation has Dong-Yue-Ming-Hui; just hearing the names sounds imposing. In the future, when the sun rises in the East, only I shall remain undefeated…"

"Pfft~" Four girls passing by couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Let's go, don't make a fool of yourselves." Thinking of Cultural Reference, Shen Weiyue cursed with a dark face, "Three idiots."

Seeing that girls had arrived, Zhang Chengbin stopped thinking about the story of A-Bin and immediately straightened his posture, putting a few steps of distance between himself and that loser Qi Hui.

Qi Hui wasn't embarrassed at all. Watching the four girls walk ahead, he whispered to Shen Weiyue, "Brother Yue, look, the one in the middle wearing jeans, the tight-fitting kind, she has a good figure. I feel like she's a potential catch."

Shen Weiyue glanced at her with zero interest. Young virgins just have low resistance; they get excited just seeing tight jeans?

She was just average, nowhere near even one-ten-thousandth as good as the Fox.

When it came to the goddess of tight jeans, he only recognized the Fox he had caught a fleeting glimpse of on the pedestrian street.

Huh, why am I thinking about the Fox again? Am I poisoned by the Fox?

Shen Weiyue cursed himself silently for being pathetic, then hurried upstairs.

The four of them followed behind the girls, with Qi Hui constantly looking up, not knowing what was so interesting to look at.

When they reached the third floor, those four girls didn't continue walking up; they actually walked toward Classroom 301.

Qi Hui was even more excited now: "Wow, Brother Yue, we're in the same class!"

"Stop yelling, haven't you ever seen a woman before?"

"I've seen them, but I haven't 'eaten' one."

"…" Shen Weiyue didn't want to deal with this idiot Qi Hui and strode into the classroom.

Counselor Chen Ruobing was leaning against the podium with her arms crossed, her tight skirt pressing against the edge of the table, forming a seductive curve.

She looked at the guys from Dorm 404, especially the one leading the group, who left a deep impression on her. He looked elegant and refined on the outside, but was actually sharp-tongued—a troublemaker who wasn't easy to handle.

"Teacher Chen, good morning." Seeing her staring at him, Shen Weiyue smiled and nodded at her, but the feeling was like a leader acknowledging a subordinate.

Chen Ruobing frowned slightly. Seeing them heading toward the back, she said, "You guys sit in the front row."

Shen Weiyue took a quick look. The people who had arrived earlier were sitting scattered around, occupying the middle and back rows, and the empty front row did look a bit unsightly.

He didn't refuse and sat down in the front row. The three idiots had no choice but to follow and sit down. Qi Hui leaned into Shen Weiyue's ear and whispered, "Brother Yue, the front row is too conspicuous…"

"Don't you want to be the sun and moon of the college? Since when do top students sit in the back row? Besides, in the front row, you get to look at the Counselor's long legs—isn't that wonderful?"

"Hehe, that makes sense, that makes perfect sense!"

Qi Hui was immediately delighted. Teacher Chen's legs… Brother Hui could play with these for three years!

Soon, everyone in Computer Science Class 1 had arrived. Chen Ruobing got straight to the point: "Military training for freshmen starts tomorrow. Our class needs to select two temporary class committee members to assist me in carrying out work, one boy and one girl. Everyone, introduce yourselves to each other now."

She wrote a few lines on the blackboard. "My name is Chen Ruobing. I completed both my undergraduate and master's degrees at Jiang University and stayed on to work after graduation. I will be the Counselor for Computer Science Class 1 for the next four years. My phone number is 13XXXX, and my QQ is XXXX."

"Next, everyone will take turns introducing themselves. It's best to mention your specialties. Starting from the left in the first row—you start first!" Her gaze locked onto Shen Weiyue.