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Chapter 34: Chapter 33: Class Monitor? Not Even a Dog Wants to Be It

Chen Yansen chuckled softly as he watched Song Yuncheng flee in embarrassment.

New students continued to pour in to register that morning. A long line formed at the telecom booth, full of students applying for campus SIM cards.

A few pretty first-years, who had already gotten their phone cards, lingered around Chen Yansen, asking about his relationship status.

”You’re asking such detailed questions. Are you trying to be my girlfriend?”

Chen Yansen was getting annoyed by the questions, so he decided to be direct.

Hearing this, most of the girls blushed and shook their heads frantically. The ones who had been the boldest before were now the most timid.

”Senior, I want to be your girlfriend. Should I make an appointment or get in line?”

Only one bold girl charmingly followed up.

Chen Yansen followed the voice and saw a tall girl. She was wearing a light green t-shirt paired with a fringed skirt, her long, soft hair casually tied up in a bun.

Her skin was so fair it almost glowed, and her features were delicate and lively. A tiny, sesame-seed-sized beauty mark by the corner of her eye added a unique charm.

”First, introduce yourself. Let’s see if we’re compatible.”

Who did they think Chen Yansen was?

He was the chairman of Feiyu Technology, CEO of the largest livestreaming company in Hu City. The female streamers and cosplayers he had ”evaluated” were countless. He wasn’t going to be intimidated by some young girl.

”My name is Su Meiling. I’m from Luzhou, a freshman in the journalism program this year. My date of birth is on that registration form you have.”

Su Meiling’s eyes curved into crescents and a smile played on her lips as she spoke with graceful confidence.

’A classmate?’

Chen Yansen was slightly taken aback. He squinted and sized her up again, but he had no memory of her. However, the name ”Su Meiling” felt somewhat familiar.

’That’s right!’

’In my past life, the Youth League Secretary of the ’10 Journalism class was named that!’

’And that son of a bitch Tang Zhenzhe had a crush on her for four years!’

”Sorry, junior. My mom told me not to date girls with the surname Su.”

Chen Yansen spread his hands, a helpless look on his face as he spoke.

As soon as he said this, the surrounding girls burst out laughing.

Su Meiling’s cheeks flushed slightly. Although she had been rejected, Chen Yansen’s reason was too absurd. She laughed and said, ”Then, Senior, could you ask your mom for me what surname she likes? If need be, I’ll just go to the Inspection Institute and change mine.”

”No problem! When I’ve figured it out, I’ll call and let you know.”

Chen Yansen made an ’OK’ sign with his hand. After that, he said no more and went back to work.

Seeing this, Su Meiling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Though she seemed more mature than the average freshman, she was, in essence, just a new student. This was her first time making a move and she’d been shot down; it would be a lie to say it didn’t sting.

Then, she quietly left the crowd.

It wasn’t until 10 a.m. that Chen Yansen’s first ”roommate agent” arrived. Surprisingly, it wasn’t the ”know-it-all” Meng Xibo, nor the ”suit guy” Tang Zhenzhe, but rather the socially anxious-looking Song Yang.

’You’re a rich kid. Why are you trying to steal business from a bunch of poor students?’

Chen Yansen looked at him with a strange expression, muttering inwardly.

”Bro... Brother Sen, can’t I do it?”

Song Yang felt his heart pound under Chen Yansen’s gaze and asked timidly.

”Of course you can. But do you know where the Music Academy is? Which buildings are the girls’ dorms? Which cafeteria has the best food?”

Chen Yansen first nodded, then fired off a series of questions.

”I... I understand. Thank you, Brother Sen.”

Song Yang was left speechless. The enthusiasm in his eyes immediately vanished, and with his head hanging, he turned to go back to his dorm.

”What’s your hurry? What I mean is, if you want to sell these cards, you first need to get familiar with the campus. Otherwise, how are you going to talk to the first-years?”

Chen Yansen rolled his eyes and chided him irritably.

Next, he added the other’s QQ number and sent him a copy of the ”Xucheng Academy New Student Guide,” explaining, ”Memorize this within an hour. Let’s try to sell all these cards today.”

As he spoke, he handed Song Yang ten of the campus cards.

”Thank you, Brother Sen. I’ll memorize it right away.”