Night Frost

"Alright, let’s cut to the chase. I’m your fourth-year… well, in the outside world, you’d call me a freshman advisor." In the Business Administration Class 1, a thin, bespectacled male teacher spoke.

"So, how many of you are direct promotions from Yinshan Academy’s third year? Raise your hands."

Hearing this, a few students, including Yu You, raised their hands.

"Wow, so few. Did everyone else flock to Class 3? Or is excavator driving the hot trend this year?" The advisor crossed his arms and continued, "Alright, that’s enough… No need for the direct promotions to explain. Let’s introduce Yinshan Academy to the new students."

"Yinshan Academy is actually a great school…"

After saying this, the advisor fell silent.

The students below the podium watched, and after a few seconds, puzzled expressions spread across their faces.

"Wait, what was I going to say again?" The advisor began to ponder.

The students: "…"

"Ahem, well, if I can’t remember, let’s just skip it. It’s not like you’d listen anyway," the advisor went on. "Though we’re not sure why out-of-town students would choose to test into this place. For them, Yinshan’s admission score is on par with Tier-1 universities."

"Since you’ve all chosen to pay the premium for no extra benefits, you must have some understanding of this academy."

"And there’s one more thing you should know…"

"Yinshan Academy is a full-time institution with a packed schedule," the advisor explained. "You won’t have mornings with classes and afternoons off."

"Classes usually start around 10 AM and end by 4 PM. There are no classes on weekends or Wednesdays."

Many students exchanged glances, but no one seemed particularly bothered.

"Oh, and we also have a military training session at the start of the term—it lasts about three days."

"No one expects standing at attention to 'temper your willpower,' but we’ve got to go through the motions."

"That’s it. Any questions?" The advisor looked around at the students.

"Teacher, I heard the scholarships here are really high?" A student raised their hand.

"Oh, that?" The advisor thought for a moment. "Aside from the standard scholarships, Yinshan Academy also offers incentive scholarships."

"The top scholarship is around 100,000 yuan, the first-tier is 50,000, and the second-tier is 10,000."

"If you participate in competitions, there are additional contest scholarships, ranging from 50,000 to 5 million yuan."

"Five million?!" Several students exchanged stunned looks, as if they’d misheard.

"Yep. Last year, a student from the e-sports department and their roommate won the national intercollegiate championship, so the academy awarded them a total of 5 million yuan."

The students erupted in chatter.

"Our academy’s motto is—if you’ve got the skills, bring home the trophies. Money’s no object."

"Oh, and we also have a school motto for you to keep in mind."

"【I’ve buried the treasure atop that mountain. Climb with all your might, and claim it for yourself!】"

The advisor adjusted his glasses. "That’s the gist of it. Gotta say, our board chairman is as chuunibyou as ever. If you study hard, you might even earn enough to buy a house before graduation."

The students below the podium buzzed with discussion, suddenly recalling why this academy was so famous.

They were a presence in almost every competition, nicknamed the "Wolf Pack."

"Oh, right. Since we’re on the topic, why don’t you all introduce yourselves?" The advisor turned to the first student. "You go first. You’re Tao Xiaotao, right?"

"I remember you’re from Henan."

"Uh, y-yes." A petite girl stood up, surprised the advisor already knew her name on the first day.

"Don’t be shocked." The advisor pushed up his glasses, the frames gleaming so brightly his eyes were obscured.

"Back in the day… my memory was pretty sharp."

The students blinked, and the short girl began her introduction. The class atmosphere was decent, with polite applause following each student’s turn.

Finally, it was Bai Yuyou’s turn.

She was also the center of attention, with many boys glancing her way, marveling at her beauty and curious about her name and background.

"You’ve got this…" Tang Keke silently cheered beside her, looking up eagerly.

Compared to the girl who once spoke softly and haltingly, Bai Yuyou now had a calm gaze as she introduced herself.

"My name is Bai Yuyou. I was promoted directly from Yinshan Academy’s third year."

With that, she fell silent, simply staring at the advisor.

"That’s it?"

"Mm."

"Come on, share a bit more." The advisor smiled. "Our Bai Yuyou is also a member of the Light Music Club. She performed guitar at last year’s school festival. Music lovers, feel free to connect with her."

Noticing Bai Yuyou’s popularity, he added, "Seems like everyone wants to know more about you. How about sharing your hobbies? Aside from music, what else do you like?"

Bai Yuyou answered without hesitation, "Ye Shuang."

"Uh… what kind of hobby is 'Ye Shuang'?" The advisor had no idea what it was, assuming it was some niche interest.

"An all-encompassing hobby." Bai Yuyou thought for a moment before adding.

Before she could continue, Tang Keke tugged her sleeve, pulling her back into her seat. "Okay, okay, Yuyou, you did great."

Tang Keke was terrified Bai Yuyou might say something outrageous—and more importantly…

Brother isn’t here. Giving a speech won’t do any good.

"Alright, those who understand 'Ye Shuang' can chat about it too." The advisor didn’t press further after Bai Yuyou sat down.

The students continued introducing themselves, with some even flexing their backgrounds:

"Me? I’m into collecting limited-edition sports cars, learning company management from my dad, and dabbling in stocks."

Their eyes kept darting toward Bai Yuyou, as if hoping to catch the attention of such a goddess-level classmate—but unfortunately, she seemed utterly disinterested, even playing a pen-spinning game with Tang Keke.

After the roll call, the advisor checked his list and noticed one name missing.

He scanned the room and asked,

"Is An Shiyu here?"

Hearing the familiar name, Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou both looked up.

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