The Academic Daji, pampered by her mentors and senior classmates (4.22 update)
You also met a mentor of high moral character who liked you very much, who wholeheartedly cared about you and stayed up all night to help you revise your thesis.
In academics, they will be your mentor; in life, they will be your good friend. They will care about all the difficulties and troubles you encounter, and they will be able to tell just by seeing an unhappy expression on your face. They will comfort you and help you find solutions.
He pinned you to the top of his chat list and showed you special attention. He responds to every message you send. No matter what time it is, he's always there for you.
When you encounter the drinking culture in academia, he can't hold his liquor, but he still helps you fend off drinks, and in the end, you have to carry him back to his apartment.
When you get caught up in the political struggles within academia, he acts as a guarantor, pulling you into a safe faction.
When you encounter the darkness of academia, he argues with reason and helps you reclaim what is rightfully yours.
Despite living a frugal life, he's still striving for a professional title, buying and giving away things worth thousands of yuan without a second thought, while he himself eats instant noodles.
You couldn't stand it, so you brought him food. He even joked that he was an old, pale-faced teacher being kept by his students.
No matter where you go or what path you take, he will always be there to support you.
He is a safe haven where you can retreat, but he wants to see you roam freely in the universe, be who you want to be, without having to stay by his side.
And he will watch with his aging eyes as stars like you rise and shine, until the moment he dies, still thinking about whether your life has been peaceful and joyful, repeatedly reflecting on whether he has paved all the way for you.
In the lab, the senior students are eager to help you with your work, asking for no payment whatsoever. They feel content just to spend a second more with you. You are the junior student whom everyone dotes on.
After leaving school and entering the research institute, you became a star in the scientific research circle, admired by all. Patients who gained new life because of you love you as much as they love the Lord.
The powerful clans will plant your banners across outer space; your name will be sung by thousands.
Awards and scholarships named after you inspire countless students to keep moving forward.
When humanity's stars shine, you are the brightest one.
Next is an overview of the elective courses: this major has many laboratory courses, and the schedule is very full.
Next, you need to go to the official website to select a maid.
Each special admission student at St. Les ...
To avoid disturbing the lives of specially admitted students when they are in their dormitories, and to cater to their different needs, the official website allows specially admitted students to choose their own servants and set the servants' arrival times.
The website's interface for selecting domestic helpers is very similar to an online shopping interface, with a clear filter bar that allows users to select helpers based on personality, ethnicity, hair color, and eye color. Each helper has multiple photos, giving prospective students ample information to understand their chosen helper.
Lin Xue randomly selected a few servants who seemed honest and assigned each of them different tasks such as washing clothes, ironing clothes, and cleaning rooms.
He had just clicked submit and scheduled the service appointment when the maid sent him a message, her attitude very enthusiastic: "Mr. Lin, hello, I have received your request. Thank you very much for choosing me. I will certainly not let you down. I will come to your door at XX o'clock every day from now on. If you have any special needs, please let me know in the notes."
Lin Xue had heard that these servants were there to supplement the family income: they could only earn money if they were selected by the special admissions program, otherwise they would not receive a penny of wages.
The special privileges of specially admitted students are fully demonstrated.
Only then did Lin Xue begin to seriously examine the dormitory for specially admitted students.
The dormitories for specially admitted students have thick walls separating each room, so even if someone is having a party in the dormitory, no one else will hear it.
Lin Xue glanced around and estimated that the separate bedroom area was 50 square meters, so spacious that the large bed in the middle looked empty.
In response, St. Leah said: "You specially admitted students should overcome the difficult living conditions and focus on your studies, instead of being dissatisfied with the size of the dormitory."
If you study hard, you can wake up in an 800-square-meter bed in the future.
The bedroom was just a bedroom, and next to it was a study. In the study was a bookshelf with some books on it, donated by alumni. Lin Xue picked up one at random—it was a book of Japanese erotic pictures and an adult DVD.
Some people will put a piano or other musical instrument in their study, and some people will play the drums in their study.
Next to the study is the kitchen: the kitchen has a stove, oven, microwave, dishwasher, ice maker, coffee machine and juice station, and the kitchenware set is already prepared.
The balcony has been turned into a small garden, complete with a swing and tatami mats. It's planted with some flowers and plants that the previous year's students hadn't taken with them, some of which have already withered.
Lin Xue also found a blueberry bush inside, picked one, and found it was a bit sour.
A stargazing telescope was placed next to it.
Looking out from the balcony, you can see snow-capped mountains and plains.
There is also a gym with treadmills and some strength training equipment.
The entertainment room has a giant screen theater and a sound system.
There was a large refrigerator in the living room, containing several bottles of milk.
There's also a mini-fridge. When you open it, it's full of beer and fruit-flavored soda, as well as different kinds of ice cream, like rum, matcha, and chocolate flavored ice cream.
Lin Xue casually picked out a jar; it was freshly produced.
There was a telephone hanging on the wall with a sign that read:
You can order fresh pizza, burgers, fries, hot dogs, donuts, fried chicken, and other fast food by internal call from 6:00 AM to 2:00 AM the next day. Delivery is only 10 rupees.
Lin Xue couldn't help but feel confused by the corrupt St. Riat University dormitory: Am I here to study or to go on vacation?
The doorbell rang once; there was a letter inside.
Grandma Linda received the postcard and photos from Lin Xueliao. She expressed her gratitude and chatted with Lin Xueliao, exchanging recipes for spaghetti bolognese and teaching the protagonist how to make some quick and easy dishes. Lin Xueliao plans to try it out in her dormitory kitchen this weekend.
"You often only eat one meal during your holidays, that won't do. Young people should eat well and be plump. I'll teach you a convenient dish where you just put the ingredients in a pot and you can relax and do other things without worry."
"...Put the chopped meat into the slow cooker, cover it, and wait. You can knit or watch TV while you wait..."
"I'm not talking to you anymore, my house is on fire."
Lin Xue received a text message:
Your entrance mental health test score was unsatisfactory. Please visit the counseling center for treatment.
When Lin Xue arrived at the psychological counseling room, she saw a guy wearing a white coat, but who was a beast in human form.
Lin Xue sat down and asked the other person, "What's wrong with you now?"
"I just wanted to check on my students, and I was just looking for an excuse to see you." The chairman, wearing a white lab coat over a charcoal-blue shirt, looked even more like a hypocrite. "What do you think of St. Leah? Do you like it here?"
"It's alright. If you're just being polite, I'll be going."
"You chose biomedical engineering? You want to save people's lives?" The chairman scoffed. "I suggest you think about it again. You've only just arrived, and there are many things here you haven't experienced yet."
"Once you've lived in San Ria for a while, you'll find that these people are demons from hell, and medicine simply can't save them."
“Unless you become a god.” The chairman said, producing a deck of cards from who-knows-where and arranging them on the table with such fluidity that it was as if he had been dealing cards in the entertainment industry for 10 years.
"Let's play a game."
"If you can raise everyone's favorability to 100, collect everyone's soul cards, and win them all over, you can become a god and gain control of this world. How about that? Pretty good deal, right?"
“Luchivija… all you need to do is show him motherly care and acceptance.”
“Anru…you just need to affirm his value as a human being.”
“Chesia…you just need to understand his art and pretend to be his confidant.”
"..."
"Everyone's strategy guide is already written."
"You just need to act like an actor and play your role."
"It's very simple, isn't it?"
Lin Xue refused without hesitation: "Then I will no longer be myself, but a puppet controlled by you and the system."
"Even a dog, if you do what the system says, they will fall in love with that dog."
"If I do what the system says, they won't like me, but the system that issues tasks behind the scenes."
"They are not perfect victims, nor are they so bad that their feelings could be deceived."
"They are living, breathing people just like me."
"I don't want to deceive anyone's feelings, nor do I want to do anything against my own will."
"What is your purpose in releasing this system? There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world."
The chairman shrugged: "I just want to see you happy. Who wouldn't want to reap the benefits of the flowers they've promoted?"
The evil god persisted in his invitations, and when he couldn't persuade him himself, he sent out his henchmen to use emotional appeals.
System 912 followed closely behind Lin Xue, constantly pushing, "Host, host, just accept binding with the system! Otherwise, I won't be able to meet my performance targets."
It cried and said, "I was originally a senior high school student. I died in a car accident right after the college entrance examination. I didn't even get to read the novels I had saved up before the exam. The senior system told me that I can only be resurrected if the host I bring reaches XXXXX million points."
"Do you know that your host is only able to gain points by deceiving other people's feelings?"
"How can this be called deception? The other party also needs such a love story. Besides, even if I don't find a host, others will find other hosts to complete the mission. That's just how the world is, it's not like I'm the only one who caused it," System 912 quickly defended itself.
Lin Xue grabbed the system light orb by the leg and threw it out the window.
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