You said you failed your college entrance exam and are now crowdfunding to build a university?

"Copyright, the IP address has been locked; it's in southern Sichuan. Shall we proceed?" the technician asked.

Zhou Zheng stared at Wei Ying, who was still chatting idly with the comments on the screen, and thought for a moment: "Don't make a move yet. He can't make such a big commotion by himself; there must be someone behind him. Keep an eye on him and play the long game."

An art college in southern Sichuan.

Associate Professor Cui Mingyuan pushed up his glasses, his phone screen almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Wonderful! These lines, this spirit..." he kept muttering, his fingers unconsciously gesturing on his knees.

He has been teaching art for over a decade and usually enjoys watching outdoor live streams for inspiration. He stumbled upon this live stream and ended up watching for over an hour, from the moment Wei Ying started writing until the end, without even blinking.

The person who was shouting "20,000" in the comments just now was him. It's not that the design is only worth 20,000; it's that he only had 20,000 left in his WeChat Wallet.

"What a pity, such a promising talent, yet he never received proper training..." Cui Mingyuan said with a touch of regret.

With Wei Yinglu's skills, there are very few people in China qualified to be his teacher.

In the live stream, Wei Ying glanced at the comments: "Not for sale, this was designed for Haichuan University."

Cui Mingyuan sighed, a hint of regret in his voice. He admired Wei Ying's skill, but as for building a university?

He just thought it was a publicity stunt and didn't take it to heart.

In the rented room, Wei Ying glanced at the mobile banking app.

The balance has already jumped to over four million, and the number keeps rising every now and then. The number of viewers in the live stream has also remained stable at over a thousand.

"The school badge is done, next up is the school motto," he said into the microphone.

The comments section immediately poured cold water on the situation.

"School motto? Announcer, are you out of your mind? Are you serious?"

"Stop it, Grandpa! There are uncles everywhere outside!"

What's the point of a school motto? Who'll remember it after graduation?

"Please, show me something from the living world!"

Wei Ying smiled, not expecting anything of value from this group. He pondered for a moment, then wrote two lines on the paper:

"The ocean is vast because it embraces all rivers."

"Unity of knowledge and action leads to the highest good."

"Alright, that's the school motto. Next up are the school rules." He stretched his wrists, opened his browser, and began "borrowing" the rules and regulations of various universities.

Copy, paste, modify, and revise. Before long, a lengthy document of over four hundred articles, the "Provisional Management Regulations" of Haichuan University, was freshly produced.

The most distinctive feature of this school rule is that it is concise, blunt, and uncompromising.

Chapter 1 General Provisions (omitted)

Chapter Two: Code of Conduct

Article 1: Anyone who uses vulgar or obscene language in any place on campus (including but not limited to classrooms, dormitories, canteens, playgrounds, and groves) will be expelled.

Article 2: Anyone who spits, litters, or graffities on public facilities will be dismissed.

Article 3: Anyone who starts a fight, regardless of the cause, will be dismissed if they strike first, and the person who retaliates will be treated the same.

Article 4: Anyone who steals another person's property, regardless of its value (including but not limited to a pen, half an eraser, or a meat bun from the cafeteria), will be expelled.

Article 5: Anyone who publicly slanders, defames, or insults others, whether online or offline, shall be dismissed.

The most frequently used word in the entire set of school rules is "expulsion," without even a buffer zone like "warning" or "demerit."

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with "???" comments. "Good heavens! 431 school rules? Are you building a university or a prison, streamer?"

"Expelling students so easily? Who would dare go to this school? You'd have to be incredibly careful once you're in!"

"Perverted! But I like it! Why do I feel inexplicably comfortable reading these school rules?"

"The most stringent school rule in history has been born! If this is true, I reckon half the students will be expelled on the first day of school..."

"Host, this isn't school rules, it's 'One Hundred Reasons for Expulsion,' isn't it?"

Wei Ying chuckled as he watched the lively online comments: "No rules, no order. At Haichuan University, we strive for excellence and prefer quality over quantity!"

Wei Ying slapped his forehead. "Right, we have the school rules, but we need people to enforce them. Next, we should consider faculty and student recruitment..."

Unbeknownst to him, on the other side of the screen, Deputy Director Li Guodong of the police station was also twitching wildly as he looked at the "Dismissal Guidelines".

Is this guy running a scam, or is he seriously building a (outrageous) university?

Violation of any rule, whether intentional or unintentional, will result in immediate dismissal; there will be no second chance.

Wei Ying watched the rapidly scrolling barrage of comments, picked up the cold instant noodle soup next to him, and took a sip.

The challenge has only just begun.

After Wei Ying finished reading, he laughed first. He glanced at the comments and cleared his throat: "I know what you're thinking. The school rules are strict; if you get caught, you'll be expelled, no questions asked."

He paused, then his tone became serious: "But our Haichuan University is different. It targets top students from the four provinces of eastern and southern Sichuan, and western and northern Hainan, aiming to become a world-class university. A higher threshold isn't unreasonable, is it?"

The live chat exploded immediately.

"Talking nonsense with a straight face, I'm impressed by this streamer. When he gets serious, he even fools himself!"

"I almost forgot, our Haichuan University aims to surpass Qingbei University in three years and become the world's number one university in five!"

"What about the university? Where is it located? Is it a cloud-based university?"

"Expelling someone for urinating or defecating in public? That's... disgusting, but isn't expelling them outright a bit too harsh?"

"Upstairs, why don't you try that at school? Are you going to keep him around until the New Year if you don't expel him?"

The comments section was buzzing with chatter, some making jokes, others mocking. Wei Ying shrugged, offering no further explanation, and pulled out another sheet of white paper.

"Next, let's get something in store."

A police station in southern Sichuan.

Zhou Zheng and several police officers watched the live broadcast around the screen.

Upon hearing the words "storefront," the expressions on the faces of the group became somewhat strange.

"A storefront?" a young police officer blurted out. "He doesn't even have a school gate in sight, so where does he get a storefront from?"

Zhou Zheng remained silent, watching Wei Ying bury himself in his drawing.

School motto, school rules, admission notice... this kid really puts on a serious show.

Putting everything else aside, this "university" has everything except for the lack of land.

"Deputy Director, the man is in place. Keep a close watch on the area around his residence, 24-hour shifts," the deputy whispered.

Zhou Zheng nodded, his eyes never leaving the screen.

"Deputy Chief," another young officer hesitated before speaking, "I have this feeling... he might actually be planning to build this university? Look at all this he's doing, it doesn't seem like he's just trying to scam money."

The office was silent for a few seconds.

Zhou Zheng rubbed his temples: "If he really wanted to build it, the text message wouldn't be considered fraud. Fraud requires fabricating facts and illegally appropriating funds. If he actually used the money to build the school, it would at most be considered illegal fundraising or crowdfunding."

He paused, then snorted, "But I don't believe he can really conjure up a university in a month. A few million? That's not even enough to build a toilet. Keep a close eye on his account, and if there are any large, unusual transfers out, or any signs of him running away, we'll take action immediately."

Everyone nodded. They understood the logic, but looking at Wei Ying's serious expression on the screen, they felt something was off.