Chapter 677

Wen Zexuan was completely baffled.

He had just finished a date with a sophomore girl from the medical program and felt certain of success.

But upon encountering Xu Youyu in the corridor outside the classroom, he immediately felt the urge to switch targets.

He had barely gone over his plan to win over the class assistant in his mind when he got blindsided—his whole body froze.

"She's your girlfriend?!" Wen Zexuan snapped back to reality, still disbelieving, "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Li Luo looked innocent. "After the class meeting ends, she'll probably come back with us—you can ask her yourself on the way."

Wen Zexuan: "... That won't be necessary."

Since Li Luo said so, and neither Cheng Xin nor Bai Haoran objected, it was clearly true.

Still, Wen Zexuan felt a pang of envy, unable to resist glancing at Xu Youyu on the podium, still covetous.

He was always the one others envied—never imagined one day it would be reversed.

This guy Li Luo really knows how to score.

"Stop staring," Cheng Xin whispered beside him. "Xu Xuejie already has a boyfriend—don't even think about it."

"I'm not thinking about it," Wen Zexuan sighed. "I know you don't pursue your friend's girlfriend—I just didn't expect Li Luo to move this fast."

"It's only been two days since school started—how did you even get the class assistant?"

"I thought I was fast at picking up girls, but turns out there's a master?"

Li Luo's lips twitched, but he explained: "We were high school classmates—not just met these past two days. We've been together for a long time already."

"Damn, no wonder," Wen Zexuan suddenly understood, regaining some confidence. "So you hit on her back in high school—why didn't you ever say she was your girlfriend?"

"I just found out myself," Li Luo shrugged helplessly. "She wanted to surprise me—never told me she'd applied to be our class assistant."

"Can class assistants pick their own classes?" Wen Zexuan frowned. "How's that even possible?"

"I don't know," Li Luo shook his head.

"Sigh… I'm actually a little jealous of you," Wen Zexuan muttered. "After seeing Xu Xuejie, the girl I dated this afternoon feels kind of bland."

"Don't be greedy—your soup's still hot," Cheng Xin muttered under his breath. "That med student's actually pretty nice too."

"You're right," Wen Zexuan nodded, adjusting his mindset. "Until I find another girl on Xu Xuejie's level, I'll just make do."

Cheng Xin shook his head at this dating philosophy but said nothing more.

At this moment, the two class assistants had counted everyone and confirmed all students of Humanities Class One were present—they finally began the official class meeting.

"Let me reintroduce myself," Zhong Leixiang clapped his hands, signaling silence, then smiled. "I'm Zhong Leixiang. This is Xu Youyu. We're both second-year students in the College of Humanities and serve as your class assistants."

"Before entering university, you probably all knew about academic advisors—but maybe not about class assistants."

"Think of us as temporary homeroom teachers during your first few weeks as freshmen."

"As second-year students who've just come through freshman year ourselves, we've recently experienced everything you're going through—we understand your struggles best."

"So if you face any problems in campus life, feel free to come to me or Xu Xuejie anytime."

"Later, your academic advisor will also come by to meet you."

"For now, let us briefly outline the schedule after the start of term."

With that, Zhong Leixiang stepped aside.

Xu Youyu walked to the center of the podium, smiling warmly at the freshmen, her gaze lingering a moment on Li Luo.

Li Luo met her gaze, rolled his eyes, and she smiled even wider, then said: "Soon after the start of term comes military training."

"But before that, tomorrow morning you'll attend the university-wide opening ceremony."

"In the afternoon, you'll have a physical exam, then receive your military training uniforms and visit the university history museum."

"That evening, our College of Humanities will hold its own departmental opening ceremony."

"After all that, on Tuesday, military training officially begins."

After outlining the schedule, Xu Youyu began detailing tomorrow's specific plans.

Soon after finishing these instructions, the class meeting reached the much-anticipated self-introduction segment.

"I won't call names one by one," Xu Youyu smiled. "Let's start from this side—each row comes up in turn."

Students who applied for literature-related majors all carried some literary romance within them.

Some gave poetic self-introductions.

Though slightly awkward to Li Luo's ears, the overall atmosphere was pleasant.

When it came to Wen Zexuan's turn, he stepped up, witty and humorous—his handsome appearance and sharp tongue quickly drew the attention of many girls in the class.

"I noticed there are a few decent girls here," Wen Zexuan whispered to his roommates after stepping down. "That girl over there—Liang Yuling—is probably the prettiest in the class."

Hearing this, Cheng Xin glanced over twice, then nodded in strong agreement.

Li Luo wasn't interested—he glanced once and looked away, then turned back to Xu Youyu, who leaned against the wall.

But Xu Youyu was now smiling with half-closed eyes, raising an eyebrow at him.

Well… caught…

Li Luo sighed and smiled, spreading his hands in mock innocence.

Self-introductions soon reached Li Luo's turn.

He stood, walked to the podium, wrote his name on the blackboard, then turned to give his introduction.

Standard, nothing remarkable.

Li Luo had just intended to get it over with and get offstage quickly.

But just as he finished, he saw a girl in the audience suddenly raise her hand.

"What is it, student?" Zhong Leixiang frowned, looking toward Liang Yuling.

"Um…" Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. Liang Yuling hesitated, then couldn't help asking, "That student on stage… are you… are you… Chongran, Chongran teacher?"

In that moment.

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

Many students were confused, not understanding who this "Chongran" teacher was that Liang Yuling mentioned, or how he was connected to their classmate.

Li Luo's roommates also found it baffling; Wen Zexuan looked utterly puzzled and couldn't help asking Cheng Xin and Bai Haoran, "What's she talking about?"

"I don't know," Cheng Xin shook his head.

But at that moment, a boy sitting in front of them suddenly realized something and exclaimed in shock, "Holy shit? Li Luo is Chongran?! Is that real?"

The girls were buzzing with chatter—some didn't recognize the name, but others seemed to have heard of "Chongran."

On stage, Li Luo sighed helplessly and turned to look at Xu Youyu, who was watching the scene like a spectator.

Xu Youyu was stifling laughter, and as the classroom noise continued, he finally stepped forward and clapped his hands. "Alright, quiet down. Let Li Luo finish his self-introduction first."

Li Luo sighed. He'd wanted to keep a low profile, but he'd been recognized anyway.

So he turned back and wrote "Chongran" on the blackboard, then faced the class and said, "Let's get reacquainted—this is my pen name."

"Those of you who know me should understand what this means."

"But for those who don't, let me explain."

"I write novels. The popular TV drama 'Little Joy' this summer was adapted from my original novel."

"Also, I'm a lyricist and composer. You all probably know Yuan Wanqing—her last two albums were written by me."

Li Luo spoke casually, but deliberately omitted his novels "I Am Really Not a Star" and "Night Watch of Great Qian."

He focused attention on "Little Joy" and Yuan Wanqing's albums.

Xu Youyu, standing nearby, saw through his little trick but didn't expose him—only smiled to himself.

Even so, it was enough to leave the students below stunned.

"Anyway, nice to meet you all," Li Luo smiled. "I look forward to your care and support over the next four years."

After speaking, Li Luo hurried off the stage and returned to his seat.

His three roommates all fixed their gazes on him, their expressions complicated.

"So you're some kind of celebrity?" Wen Zexuan couldn't help whistling. "That sounds amazing—I've actually listened to Yuan Wanqing's songs. My relatives' gym played them every day."

"Not a big deal, not a big deal," Li Luo murmured modestly. "Better to stay humble."

But just then, the boy in front who had shouted "Holy shit" turned slowly and said to Li Luo, "Shen, your updates have been fewer lately—I've been chasing them every day."

Li Luo: "... First tell me where you're reading them."

"Uh... cough, cough..." The front-row boy, hearing this, immediately turned away, looking guilty.

Li Luo stared at him, speechless.

How dare you pressure me for updates when you're reading pirated copies?

"What did he say?" Wen Zexuan's curiosity was piqued; he pulled out his phone, ready to search.

Li Luo quickly stopped him: "It's just my novel—nothing special. If you've got time, better read the books on Bai Haoran's desk."

"True," Bai Haoran nodded in strong agreement.

He'd never held much regard for what Li Luo had just mentioned—"Little Joy" was just some story about Gaokao, nothing special.

Yuan Wanqing's songs? Just pop music.

Bai Haoran had always looked down on such things.

But Cheng Xin was different—he thought Li Luo was impressive.

He'd originally assumed Li Luo was just rich because he was a local, living a carefree life because of family money.

Now it was clear—he was impressive on his own merit.

Just then, the pirated-copy guy in front couldn't resist and whispered sideways: "Shen's novels are wild—super spicy!"

"You little..." Li Luo, exasperated, reached out and shoved his head back down.

The pirated-copy guy chuckled twice and quickly ducked away.

At this moment, Cheng Xin and the other two had turned to look at Li Luo, their faces full of curiosity.

Oh no...

Li Luo covered his face and sighed.

He'd been exposed this thoroughly right at the start of school.

All he could say was, being too famous wasn't always a good thing.

The only good news was that the girls were unlikely to read male-oriented online novels.

Most of them had probably only heard his songs, or maybe watched "Little Joy."

Thinking this, Li Luo felt slightly relieved.

Once his self-introduction ended, he just hoped the class meeting would hurry up and finish.

But just then, someone knocked on the classroom door.

A figure walked in from outside and greeted Zhong Leixiang and Xu Youyu.

"Teacher Jian, you're here," Zhong Leixiang smiled and introduced to the new students, "This is your counselor, Jian Chun. She'll now go over a few more details."

"Good evening, everyone," Jian Chun stepped onto the stage and smiled at the new students. "This is my first time as a counselor—you're my first batch of students."

"I hope we can get along well and grow together over the next four years."

"Now, I'll explain the class officer assignments."

"Since time is tight, we won't hold an election during this meeting."

"If you're interested in any position, just message me on QQ. After this meeting ends, come to my office to talk."

"I'll post the official class officer list on our class group tomorrow."

After explaining the rules for selecting class officers, Jian Chun went on to give details about military training and academics.

At this moment, Li Luo had been frozen in place since Jian Chun entered the classroom.

A few days ago, Uncle Lin Xiu had told him on WeChat that there would be a surprise waiting for him after the semester started.

Because Yan Zhusheng had been doing something naughty under his desk at the time, Li Luo hadn't thought much about it afterward.

After the semester started, he didn't give it another thought.

So this is the surprise?

Li Luo's eyelid twitched slightly; he glanced at his beloved class assistant senior, then at his beloved counselor teacher, and couldn't help letting out a faint sigh.

It feels like after entering university, my social circle hasn't changed much at all.

Everyone's just familiar faces.

(End of Chapter)