You Do It If You Can

Xia Chujian followed Wei Lanye back to the Central Teaching Building, took the elevator straight up to the 577th floor, and entered Yan Xu's office.

When she and Wei Lanye entered, people were already waiting inside.

Besides Yan Xu, the Director of Admissions Office, there were nine male students.

They all appeared to be this year's freshmen.

Xia Chujian gave them a calm and collected once-over.

Judging by their clothes and bearing, they were certainly all Nobility, though not top-tier Nobility.

Because she had dealt with those top-tier Nobility before.

She had found that because their status was truly so high, they were instead very relaxed in manner. Most of the time, they were approachable and did not need to constantly put on airs to remind everyone of their status.

Unlike these people. At least eight of them were putting on airs. Only one was not quite as stiff, but he seemed nervous and kept sneaking glances at her.

Xia Chujian calmly withdrew her gaze, looked at Yan Xu, saluted, and said, "Hello, Professor Yan. I'm Xia Chujian."

Yan Xu looked at her, his eyes narrowing into smiling slits. He waved them over and said, "Sit! All of you, sit!"

Then he pointed to the seats opposite his desk.

Quick on the uptake, Xia Chujian brought over two chairs, one for Wei Lanye and one for herself.

Wei Lanye politely thanked her repeatedly.

The male student sitting closest to The Door silently mouthed at Xia Chujian: "Bootlicker."

Xia Chujian mouthed back: "No manners."

The man froze for a moment because he had not understood Xia Chujian's lip movements...

But he had no chance to ask, because Yan Xu had already begun speaking.

He sighed and said kindly, "Students, all of you are the most elite students admitted by Imperial Royal