[Finally enrolled. You know what? Shrek Academy really hasn't forgotten its roots. Ten thousand years ago, when it opened in some remote little village, the registration fee was ten Gold Soul Coins. Now that it's the continent's number one academy, the registration fee is still ten Gold Soul Coins.]
[Hiss... I almost forgot about class assignments. Don't tell me I'll end up in Class One-that old hag Zhou Yi's class?]
[That woman is a complete lunatic! Right at the start of class, she asks her students whether they've ever fought, then says anyone who doesn't dare stir up trouble is a mediocrity... Seriously, can a human brain actually come up with something that brain-dead?]
[Getting by in the world is all about connections and backing. Then you come out with "anyone who doesn't dare stir up trouble is a mediocrity." Isn't that just pure insanity? Just because no one had fought, she punished the whole class with a hundred laps around the field...]
[If I get assigned to Class One, I'll probably end up fighting Zhou Yi that very day.]
A hundred laps around the field?
Ning Tian's face suddenly went pale.
Although the Outer Court's field wasn't particularly large, a hundred laps was still a considerable amount of exercise. For Soul Masters with stronger physiques, such as those of the power attack system or agility attack system, it might not amount to much. But for an auxiliary-system Soul Master with a weaker physique like her, those hundred laps would absolutely be a nightmare of a punishment.
If possible, she didn't want to be assigned to Class One either.
[Forget it. No point thinking so much about it yet. If my luck really is that bad, I'll find a way to transfer classes. Freshman Class Nine, where Ning Tian and Wu Feng are, seemed pretty decent...]
[I'll check out the freshman dorms first. I wonder who my roommate will be... Hopefully someone who likes keeping things clean and sanitary. Otherwise, I might genuinely lose control and throw him out of the room.]
After parting ways with Ning Tian and Wu Feng, Aoyao strode toward the freshman dormitory.
From a long way off, Aoyao spotted a slovenly old man lying motionless on a wicker chair by the freshman dormitory entrance, looking as if he were dead. He still held a half-eaten chicken leg, and his clothes were covered in grease stains.
Perhaps it was all in his head, but Aoyao kept feeling as though he could smell a foul stench.
[This guy must be Xuan Zi, the Holy Spirit Cult's unofficial supreme elder, right? A level 98 Super Douluo and future Level 99 Limit Douluo. Sounds pretty badass, but in reality, he's just an Adou who can't be propped up.]
[Sorry, saying that might be doing Adou a disservice.]
[I should say Xuan Zi is a pile of rotten mud that won't stick to a wall.]
[These days, even Xuan Zi can become the Sea God Pavilion Master. Can he do a good job? He doesn't have the ability, you know? Put him in charge of the Shrek Seven Devils, and this mighty level 98 Super Douluo manages to leave one dead and six crippled. Absolutely shameless!]
Upon learning that Aoyao had already arrived at Shrek Academy, Ma Xiaotao couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.
This was already the second time Aoyao had mentioned Xuan Zi, and each time he did, his wording and emotions grew noticeably heated. It made Ma Xiaotao extremely curious.
She genuinely wanted to know what exactly Xuan Zi had done to earn such "respect" from Aoyao.
In her impression, although Xuan Zi was somewhat slovenly, he was still very worthy of respect. Surely he wasn't as terrible as Aoyao made him out to be?
If Aoyao could have heard Ma Xiaotao's thoughts, he would definitely have told her with righteous conviction that Xuan Zi was only even more unreliable than he had described.
[Mu En really was far too carefree, actually daring to let Xuan Zi become the Sea God Pavilion Master. It was only because Huo Yuhao grew strong fast enough. Otherwise, Xuan Zi would've run a perfectly good Shrek Academy straight into the ground.]
[Forget it. Enough about that jinx. Upstairs, upstairs!]
Without so much as a sideways glance, Aoyao passed Xuan Zi on the wicker chair by the entrance and walked straight through the freshman dormitory doors.
As though he had suddenly jolted awake, Xuan Zi abruptly rolled over. The cloudiness in his eyes vanished in an instant, and a sharp gleam flashed in their depths.
[Room number 213... Here we are. This one. The dorm's pretty decent. A two-person room, quite a bit more spacious than my college dorm. Judging by the other bed, my roommate seems... not to have arrived yet?]
[Aren't these already the last few days of freshman registration? My roommate still hasn't come? Hmm... Then he might as well not come at all. Having a two-person room all to myself wouldn't be so bad.]
After casually jotting down a few notes, Aoyao briefly tidied up his bed, then lay down comfortably.
Just before they parted, Ning Tian had invited him to take a quick tour of Shrek Academy together, but there was no hurry to head down yet. After all, she and Wu Feng had brought quite a lot of luggage, so they would certainly need a while longer to unpack.
There was no hurry to head down now.
In another equally empty dorm room, Wang Dong'er's eyes suddenly lit up.
Perfect opportunity!
Aoyao had already revealed his room number. Now all she needed to do was make a few simple arrangements, and she could avoid sharing a room with Huo Yuhao and room with Aoyao instead!
In that case...
Wang Dong'er immediately picked up her luggage and sprang into action.
First, she had to wait for Aoyao's roommate!
Before long, a knock sounded outside Room 213.
Before Aoyao could get up to answer it, someone pulled the door open from outside.
A fair-skinned youth with delicate features walked in, dragging luggage. The youth was particularly handsome, with lively, clear pinkish-blue eyes and hair of the same color, possessing both a spirited air and a distinctive beauty.
Aoyao: "...?"
Hold on, dude, who are you?
In all his life, this was the first time Aoyao had seen a youth whose looks were on par with his own.
Oh, no, not on par. Close.
Overall, he still had the edge.
As Aoyao looked at Wang Dong'er, she was studying him as well, and a hint of amazement involuntarily surfaced deep in her eyes.
Just as Aoyao had said in his diary, he really was the best-looking boy she had ever seen.
He could even rival how she looked in girls' clothes...
Wang Dong'er unconsciously swallowed, then extended a fair, smooth hand toward Aoyao with a perfectly normal expression. "Hello, my name is Wang Dong. I'm your roommate."
No, hold on a second.
What did you say your name was?
Upon hearing the youth give her name, Aoyao launched himself straight off the bed.
Wang Dong?
Isn't that fucking Wang Dong'er?
Wait, aren't you supposed to share a room with Huo Yuhao?
Why are you in my room?
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