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

While she was focused on painting, her phone suddenly beeped with a notification; it was a message from her brother.

"Hey sis, I saw a group chat for freshmen at Haichuan University online. Aren't you a freshman at Haichuan University too? Want to join?" The message included a group number.

Su Xueyi's expression lit up. She clicked on the group number and was immediately redirected to the group joining page. There were already 400 people who had joined, and they were all located in four provinces!

"Join the group." She pursed her lips, clicked the group join request, and found that to join the group, she needed to provide a photo or scanned copy of her Haichuan University admission notice.

She quickly took a picture of her admission letter and reapplied to join the group.

A few minutes later, my application to join the group was approved.

[Administrator Announcement]: New members are requested to introduce themselves and change their nicknames in the group, in the format of College + Major + Name.

"Do I have to introduce myself?" Su Xueyi was taken aback and couldn't help but frown.

To be honest, she has some social anxiety and usually immerses herself in painting, rarely communicating with others.

"Welcome, new classmate." Just as she was hesitating whether to leave the group, the group admin, Wang Yi, suddenly stood up and greeted her.

"You don't necessarily need to introduce yourself. I see that you've been admitted to the Department of Painting at the School of Art. Just remember to change your nickname."

Su Xueyi's brows relaxed slightly, she nodded slightly, her fingertips moved lightly, and she politely replied with an "okay".

"Su Xueyi, Department of Painting, School of Art, are you also from southern Sichuan? My dad is from southern Sichuan, and I lived there for a while before. Where in southern Sichuan are you from?"

Not long after, Wang Yi tagged her again and they started chatting like old friends.

Looking at this string of questions, Su Xueyi swallowed hard, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Since the end of her busy senior year of high school, she hadn't communicated with anyone like this in a long time.

"This student seems a bit reserved. It's alright, practice makes perfect. I'm a civil engineering major in the School of Architecture. You can come visit me when school starts."

When Wang Yi saw that she didn't reply, he typed out a long string of text, which was extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing this, Su Xueyi felt even more uncomfortable and even had the urge to leave the group on the spot.

But when she thought about how she could communicate with freshmen in this group and learn about and share school news in advance, she held back and quietly went into hiding.

In a small wooden cabin at the foot of a desolate mountain in Haixi.

"Goodbye, I probably won't need you anymore." Zhou Tao placed a Luoyang shovel in the wooden box and murmured to himself.

This Luoyang shovel was passed down to him by his father, who taught him many of his family's traditional tomb-raiding techniques. But these days, tomb raiding only leads to certain death.

Fortunately, through his own efforts, he has been admitted to Haichuan University, which has given him an excellent opportunity to clear his name.

I was admitted to the philosophy program at Haichuan University.

"School starts in a little over ten days. I wonder if philosophy students can audit archaeology courses?"

He muttered to himself, blaming himself for choosing a different major when filling out his college application.

"The archaeology program at Haichuan University is the real star; the philosophy department doesn't seem to have much of a future." He smiled bitterly and couldn't help but sigh.

The fact that Wei Ying led the construction team to excavate the Han Dynasty tomb intact shows that Haichuan University's archaeology program is absolutely top-notch!

Moreover, it is quite compatible with the professions of his family: one is archaeology, and the other is tomb raiding.

"Huh? Can I check Haichuan University's policies by joining the group?" He saw the message from the freshman group while idly scrolling through his phone.

Out of curiosity, he clicked on the group and submitted a photo of his admission letter.

A few minutes later, his group entry verification was successful, and he was able to join the group smoothly. There were already a thousand people in the group chat.

[Administrator Announcement]: New members are requested to introduce themselves and change their nicknames in the group, in the format of College + Major + Name.

Upon seeing the announcement, Zhou Tao opened his nickname and changed it to "Zhou Tao, Department of Philosophy, School of Humanities".

After changing his nickname, he couldn't help but ask in the group: "Everyone, I'd like to ask if students from other majors are allowed to audit professional courses at Haichuan University?"

As soon as the question was raised, the new students in the group started to reply one after another.

"Auditing courses in other majors? I don't think I saw that policy on the official website."

"In theory, you can audit any university course as long as your schedule doesn't conflict with the course."

"Wow, you're a philosophy major? What's wrong with you? Why did you choose to study philosophy?"

What courses would you like to audit?

Seeing these comments, Zhou Tao's lips twitched involuntarily, and he felt like crying.

This was clearly assigned to him by that damn system!

"I was reassigned? I was reassigned too. I originally applied for Traditional Chinese Medicine, wanting to inherit and promote TCM, but they reassigned me to Modern Medicine."

"Haha, we're in the same boat. I originally applied for psychology, but ended up studying journalism."

"You're lucky. I applied for astronomy, but they admitted me to geology. I was stunned when I received the acceptance letter."

"You're lucky. I applied for astronomy, but they admitted me to geology. I was stunned when I received the acceptance letter."

"I thought I was the only one suffering like this, I didn't realize there were so many other victims?"

When the topic of transfer to another major came up, many freshmen got excited and shared their painful experiences.

Traditional Chinese medicine was adapted to modern Western medicine, psychology to journalism, astronomy to geology, zoology to botany...

Looking at these chat logs, Zhou Tao couldn't help but swallow hard. It seemed he wasn't the worst off; he had just switched from archaeology to philosophy.

"Sigh, we were assigned to these unpopular majors, they're not well-known at all."

"Archaeology, painting, and architecture—these three are the trump cards, the most popular majors!"

"I originally applied for archaeology, but I guess my score wasn't high enough, so I was transferred to another major."

In the group chat, the freshmen began analyzing the various majors at Haichuan University.

Among them, the most sought-after fields are archaeology, painting, and architecture. Wei Ying's painting skills and archaeological abilities have long proven Haichuan University's professional capabilities in these areas.

Furthermore, with Academician Lu Jianhua in the field of architecture, the other majors at Haichuan University are relatively unpopular and lack a reputation.

Many people are starting to worry about their future employment and are planning to pursue a double degree, taking two courses.

A remote mountain village in northern Sichuan.

"Here you go, you're going to college soon. Dad sold the cow at home and bought a new smartphone."

Miao Xiaoxiao took the box from her father, her eyes red-rimmed. Her father's hands were incredibly rough, covered in calluses, and bore many wounds from his farm work.