Zhao Huan is truly a gift from God.

My academic performance is excellent, and the meat I make using my family's unique skills can also assist teachers and students in their studies. The equipment I use can quickly improve the wisdom and courage of all freshmen.

In his lifetime, he may be able to see the University of International Studies surpass Peking University and Tsinghua University under his leadership.

Alas, the same thing again.

In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly. You are both a blessing and a calamity.

How can someone in the game understand it?

Lin Shutong is a native of Shanghai and a sophomore this year. She does not need to attend the opening ceremony soon, so she went home slowly, saying that she wanted to find a nun's robe to wear tomorrow.

Zhao Huan went back to Room 405 to change his clothes, and then went to the auditorium alone to attend the opening ceremony.

He needs to find the organization first.

It has been three days since the freshmen entered the school, and he knows nothing except that he has been assigned to Class 1 of the Ancient Chinese Language Department.

I don’t know who my counselor is? I don’t know how many classmates there are? I don’t know if there are any good-looking girls in my class?

Uh, cross out the last one. Just kidding, if your heart is as pure as ice, you won’t be shocked even if the sky falls. Would Zhao Huan need a pretty girl?

Nature is also necessary, beautiful girls are pleasing to the eye.

When Zhao Huan arrived at the auditorium, it was already packed with people.

As the top language institution in China, Shanghai University of Foreign Languages has always admitted around 3,000 new students each year.

With so many people crowded in the auditorium, it was no easy task to find a seat in the class.

Fortunately, each college and class has a guide who stands in front of the team holding a sign.

Zhao Huan looked at everyone one by one, as if he had arrived at a beauty pageant.

I have to say that there are really a lot of beautiful students in Shenwai University, with hundreds of flowers blooming and competing for beauty.

Zhao Huan saw the girl named Lin Wan'er from the Japanese Language Academy. Her figure and appearance were not inferior to Lin Shutong.

Zhao Huan also saw a girl running on the playground for two consecutive days. She was Zhao Hongying from the English School.

Continuing forward, Zhao Huan finally saw Class 1 of the Ancient Chinese Language Department in a remote corner of the auditorium.

The other colleges were crowded with people, but on the Ancient Chinese side, there were only a few big and small people.

All girls, and the quality is pretty good.

"Hello, this is the Classical Chinese class, right? I'm Zhao Huan, a freshman this year. Are there only a few of us in our class?"

Zhao Huan greeted politely. Because he was going on stage, he changed into a black suit, which made him look a little handsome.

"Ah! You are Zhao Huan, sisters, our Classical Chinese department's most handsome student is here."

When the girl holding the sign heard that the person was Zhao Huan, she excitedly shouted to the sisters behind her.

The atmosphere immediately exploded.

"Where? Where? Let me see if he's handsome."

"The counselor said his college entrance exam score broke the 50-year record in Shanghai. I want to borrow some of his wisdom..."

"If you don't like me, then go ahead and take me. I only have this one treasure, and I can't let other departments get it for free..."

"Yes, we have to keep a close eye on them. If they get seduced away by some vixen from other departments, we'd be too embarrassed to face anyone..."

"Hey, be more tactful. There's plenty of time left. Don't scare our handsome guy."

Regarding the question of who is more rogue between men and women, the most reasonable answer is whichever side has more people, is more rogue!

Which girl doesn’t have love in her heart?

What's more, these are a group of freshmen who have studied hard for twelve years and are now free and looking forward to starting a sweet love in college.

We have to hurry up, there are too many competitors. Not to mention our classmates, there are also a group of hungry seniors in the sophomore and junior years.

Zhao Huan was like a little lamb among a pack of wolves.

Zhao Huan was immediately embarrassed. There were not many people in the Ancient Chinese Department, but there were still thirteen or fourteen of them.

Although he was extremely intelligent, he had no experience dealing with so many girls. He didn't know what to say for a moment and could only smile politely.

"Wow, he has dimples when he smiles, so sweet..."

"He looks quite elegant in a suit, just like Hu Ge..."

Zhao Huan didn't expect that the other party would still start a discussion even though he didn't say anything.

"Please be quiet and let Zhao Huan take his seat first. The ceremony will begin soon."

At the critical moment, a mature woman in her twenties came to the rescue.

She ignored the opposition and made a way through the crowd of girls to let Zhao Huan sit down.

"Mr. Zhao Huan, welcome to the Classical Chinese class. I'm your counselor, Lina. You can call me Sister or Sister Na."

"Sister Na!"

Zhao Huan greeted politely.

Without the surrounding of beautiful women, Zhao Huan's intelligence once again took the upper hand.

As for whispered discussions and stares, just let them be, it won't have much impact.

At 8:55, Huang Youcai took the stage.

"Students, the opening ceremony is about to begin. Please return to your seats and remain quiet. Counselors of each class should keep an eye on their students and ensure discipline is maintained."

After about five minutes, the auditorium became quiet.

Huang Youcai is quite intimidating at the counselor level.

"Now we will proceed to the first item of the opening ceremony: raising the national flag and playing the national anthem. All teachers and students, please stand."

The solemn national anthem sounded from the speakers, and a group of students from the honor guard walked onto the stage to perform the flag-raising ceremony.

"Rise up, those who refuse to be slaves, and with our flesh and blood, build our new Great Wall. The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous moment, and every one of us is forced to issue the final roar: Rise up, rise up, rise up! We are united as one, braving the enemy's fire, and march forward, forward, forward, forward."

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