The next day, at 8:30 in the morning.

In a classroom in a teaching building at Nanjing University.

"Hello everyone, my name is Liu Ruyan, and I come from xxx."

"Hey everyone, my name is Long Aotian, I'm from xx, I love playing Greedy Blue Moon, if you're a brother, come and fight me!"

"..."

After He Jingyun arrived at the Finance Class 6, she didn't waste any time. After giving a brief self-introduction, she directly asked the students to come up to the stage one by one from left to right to give their own self-introductions.

She stood quietly by the front door, listening.

Today, He Jingyun wore a light blue loose-fitting shirt on her upper body, but it still looked full and voluminous. She paired it with black wide-leg trousers with a good drape.

Standing at around 1.66 meters tall, she wore a pair of flesh-colored high heels, which made her appear even taller.

Her makeup was exquisite, her skin was fair, and she wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Her expression was aloof, giving the impression that she was not one to smile.

She exudes a maturity that college students lack, which is indeed very eye-catching.

The boys in the audience stared at her intently, and the more they looked, the more they felt that college was absolutely awesome!

Not only are there senior girls showing off their snow-white thighs everywhere, but even the female teachers are so gorgeous!

The girls, who had dressed up carefully, realized they still couldn't compare to their counselor and couldn't help but show expressions of envy and jealousy.

Many ordinary girls thought to themselves, "She looks so thin, how come her breasts are so big? This doesn't make any sense!"

Thanks to Lin Gensheng's habit of waking up early, the students in dormitory 2232 managed to snag the prime spots in the last row.

Lin Gensheng asked timidly in a low voice, "Why hasn't Brother Feng arrived yet? What if we get caught?"

"It should be fine."

While admiring the counselor's beauty, Wei Qi comforted her, "I heard that universities are quite lenient. It's not like there's a class now, so you should just need to explain why you weren't late."

"This counselor is so pretty..."

Cao Huiyang's eyes were dazed. He hadn't seen He Jingyun when he reported for duty yesterday, and now, seeing her for the first time, he was immediately amazed.

Although He Jingyun is not as pretty as Chen Luoling, she has the temperament of a sophisticated urban woman, coupled with the taboo identity of a counselor.

This is a huge plus for college students who are in the prime of their hormone levels!

Sometimes you can't help but marvel at the opportunities in life. Who would have thought that He Jingyun would have to wear a bunny girl outfit and work in the service industry during the summer vacation due to family pressure?

In just over a month, he has transformed into a glamorous profession in the eyes of outsiders—a counselor in charge of two classes in the finance major at Nanjing University.

However, He Jingyun has clearly changed a lot since then.

The most basic thing is to become more mature and more feminine. Before, you could still see a bit of a student's temperament, but now you only have the maturity of an elder counselor.

Of course, Su Yifeng deserves a lot of credit for this.

The counselor in a university is a rather special position.

Their relationship with students often depends on their personal character. Some counselors can get along very well with students, even like friends.

Others may maintain a certain distance from students, appearing rather distant.

Judging from He Jingyun's serious expression, she should belong to the latter category.

This made some of the shy boys who went on stage so nervous that their legs trembled slightly.

Of course, some daring boys went on stage to act silly, trying to show off and attract the attention of the pretty girls in the class. But if they could attract the attention of counselor He Jingyun, that would be even better.

Regardless of her performance on stage, He Jingyun remained expressionless throughout.

Twenty minutes passed in a flash, and it was the turn of the students from dormitory 2232, who were sitting comfortably in their prime spot. Lin Gensheng was the first to timidly walk onto the stage.

That strong Sichuan accent made a few people cover their faces and laugh, but most of them were not malicious.

After he stepped down from the stage, the fat man Wei Qi came on stage with a silly grin on his face. However, his eyes were already small, and when he smiled, they became even more invisible.

This appearance left a deep impression on many people.

As for Cao Huiyang, the king of pretentiousness in dormitory 2232, although he didn't have his signature slicked-back hairstyle today, his first words on stage made everyone remember him.

"Hello everyone, my name is Cao Huiyang. I'm not very interested in other things. I just like to study business in my spare time."

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent instantly, where there had been some whispers.

He Jingyun's expression changed for the first time. She looked at Cao Huiyang with some surprise, but when she noticed the smug expression on his ordinary face, she immediately looked away.

She seemed slightly dazed, and the image of the person who had made a fortune of 500 million at the casino in Ao City couldn't help but come to mind.

Even now, he still frequently appears in He Jingyun's dreams—that night of madness.

Every time He Jingyun wakes up from a midnight dream about that night, she has to wash the sheets again.

Where is he now? He's probably studying at some university, either in China or abroad.

Forget it, why should I think about this? The world is so big, we'll definitely never see each other again.

After regaining her senses, He Jingyun blushed slightly, which made many of the boys present who were paying attention to her stare in amazement. Then they all cursed Cao Huiyang for being such a pretentious brat!

He actually stole the first blush from the cold-faced beauty counselor in front of everyone!

Cao Huiyang was very satisfied with the performance of the students present. He walked back to his seat with his head held high and an air of nonchalance, like a general returning victorious from a battle.

After a few more students came up to give their presentations, the most important part of the first class meeting of Finance Class 6 was about to come to a successful conclusion.

Lin Gensheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, Teacher He hadn't noticed that Brother Feng hadn't come.

However, at that moment, a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses, who exuded a shrewd air, raised his right hand high.

The boy's name is Fan Jian. He was preparing in advance for the class monitor election and helped He Jingyun with some of the student registration work yesterday.

He Jingyun frowned almost imperceptibly. She didn't really like this boy and thought he was too petty.

Yesterday, I even told her about my classmate.

But now that someone has raised their hand, even if I don't like it, I still have to listen to what they have to say.

He Jingyun asked Fan Jian to stand up and say what the problem was. Fan Jian stood up, meeting his classmate's gaze, and said firmly, "Reporting to the teacher! I've noticed that one student is absent! They are not present!"

The scene immediately erupted in chaos, and the three people in room 2232 all looked at Fan Jian with hostility.

This guy is a fucking lunatic!

Even the honest and upright Lin Gengsheng thought the same way.

It's only the beginning of the semester, and you're neither the class monitor nor part of the disciplinary committee. What's with all this talk about showing off?!

Of course, most people just watched with a spectator's mentality, since it's none of their business.

Only the people in dormitory 2232 cursed Fan Jian's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Who?" He Jingyun took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, her disgust for Fan Jian growing even stronger.

She had just finished her student days, and what kind of students are the most annoying?

Isn't it just someone like Fan Jian who likes to tattle?

Ironically, many high school homeroom teachers actually like this kind of student, using their traitorous tendencies to better control the class's dynamics.

Noticing the change in He Jingyun's tone, Fan Jian was overjoyed and was about to speak when he heard a voice coming from the doorway.

"It's me... your counselor."

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