Monday.
At Lan Hai University, the half-month-long military training had concluded.
The freshmen of the first year were about to officially start classes.
"Did you hear? This year's freshman cohort has produced four beautiful students who can make it onto the campus beauty rankings!" exclaimed a second-year senior.
"Really? That many? You know the standards for Lan Hai University's campus beauties are quite high."
"Even though the standards are high, these four junior sisters from the freshman year are all breathtakingly beautiful! Especially Qian Yeyu, she's exquisitely beautiful, almost a perfect goddess! A line more beautiful than Ouyang Yixue and Lin Qiaoxi, she's forcefully claimed the first spot on Lan Hai University's campus beauty list!"
"So, Ouyang Yixue and Lin Qiaoxi have been pushed down to second and third place?"
"Exactly! The other three junior sisters, while not as stunning as Qian Yeyu, aren't far behind Ouyang Yixue and Lin Qiaoxi. Mia, in particular, can almost rival Ouyang Yixue and Lin Qiaoxi. Xiao Jingwen and Luo Wenwen are also close, with only a slight gap, all belonging to the top tier of beauties!"
"Tsk tsk, impressive. So, since Senior Sister Li Yufei left, our Lan Hai University's pool of beauties has increased instead of decreased?"
"Yes, it was originally three campus beauties, but one left and four arrived, making it six campus beauties! Among the six, I still like Junior Sister Qiaoxi the most. Junior Sister Qiaoxi is so cute and adorable." This was a third-year senior speaking.
"There are plenty of people who like Junior Sister Qiaoxi. You should go look in the mirror!"
"What do you mean? I'm just saying I like her, not that I'm going to pursue Junior Sister Qiaoxi!"
Many of them had a good sense of self-awareness.
In fact, many had pursued Lin Qiaoxi and failed, including seniors and peers from well-off families who considered themselves quite accomplished.
Of course, there were even more who didn't dare to pursue her, as seeing Lin Qiaoxi made them feel inferior and afraid of offending her.
"Yixue and Qiaoxi are hard to pursue, but these four freshmen might have a chance!"
"Then it depends on who makes a move first!"
"Latest news, the four junior sisters are all in the same major!"
"The same major? What major?"
"Clinical Medicine."
"Your information is outdated. The four campus beauties are not just in the same major, but in the same class!"
"What? The same class? Then the junior brothers in this class are too lucky!"
"Who can say otherwise?"
"Which class? Which class? I want to stake out the place. If I get lucky and manage to pursue one, it would be worth it for a lifetime!"
"According to unofficial sources, it's in Clinical Medicine Class One."
"Is that so? I don't have class in the morning. I'll go take a look when it's close to dismissal."
Meanwhile, in the administrative building.
"Clinical Class One?" Yang Feilong met with Teacher Dong in the office.
He was the one who was supposed to hand over the class to Yang Feilong.
"You've finally finished your work." The middle-aged Teacher Dong looked at Yang Feilong with some helplessness. He had wanted to focus on his postgraduate students, but because Yang Feilong hadn't taken over, he had been concurrently teaching this freshman class, which had been quite tiring for the past half-month.
"Sorry to trouble you, Teacher Dong," Yang Feilong said apologetically. "I was busy recently, and the leadership wouldn't agree to let me transfer the class to someone else. Let me treat you to lunch!"
"This shows how much the department leadership values you," Teacher Dong said with a smile. "No need to treat me to lunch. Once these materials are handed over, I'll take you to meet the students in the class. That will complete the final handover process."
"Okay," Yang Feilong nodded.
...
Clinical Medicine Class One.
Xiao Jingwen and Mia were sitting together chatting.
"I haven't seen Brother Feilong for so many days. I wonder what he's been so busy with? I shouldn't have participated in that kind of closed-off military training." Xiao Jingwen said listlessly.
"It's over anyway. Let's call him at noon to ask," Mia chuckled.
"Mmm," Xiao Jingwen nodded, then said, "I heard the homeroom teacher is changing. I wonder who will be our homeroom teacher."
"I don't know," Mia shook her head. "We'll meet them soon."
"I hope it's not an annoying homeroom teacher, otherwise the next four years will be difficult," Xiao Jingwen frowned.
"That's not something we can control," Mia replied.
Just then, a figure walked into the classroom. It was Teacher Dong, the soon-to-be-resigned homeroom teacher.
"Class, starting today, I will no longer be your homeroom teacher," Teacher Dong said from the podium, looking at everyone with a smile.
A stir erupted upon hearing this.
Few people knew that Teacher Dong would be stepping down as homeroom teacher, only a few class committee members.
Yes, the class committee had already been elected.
The election had been held the previous night, and only a few people knew about it. Overall, Teacher Dong had left a good impression on everyone. The reason was simple: since Teacher Dong didn't have to teach them for long, he was naturally more lenient.
Now, hearing that such a good homeroom teacher was being replaced, everyone was filled with unease, as they didn't know the temperament of the new homeroom teacher.
"Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome our new homeroom teacher, Teacher Yang Feilong!" Teacher Dong said with a smile, looking towards the door.
The next moment, a figure entered the classroom.
Upon seeing Yang Feilong, the students in the class were stunned.
"This, this teacher is so young?"
"He looks younger than me! I'm already twenty!"
"Can such a young teacher lead us well?"
However, while most were shocked, a few were overjoyed.
"It's Brother Feilong!" Xiao Jingwen and Mia exchanged glances, seeing the excitement in each other's eyes.
Luo Wenwen didn't know the other two girls, but the moment she saw Yang Feilong, she was as excited as they were.
"The new homeroom teacher is Brother Feilong?" Luo Wenwen was incredibly thrilled. "Great! This way, I can see him often for the next four years!"
Teacher Dong said with a smile, "Don't underestimate Teacher Yang's youth. His medical skills are very advanced. He teaches Diagnostics and started teaching the first-years last year. He's currently teaching your seniors in the second year."
This statement caused another commotion. This teacher wasn't just a homeroom teacher; he was also an instructor.
There were young homeroom teachers who weren't much older than Yang Feilong, but those homeroom teachers didn't teach classes; they were more like school counselors.
Their homeroom teacher would not only manage them but also teach them Diagnostics. This immediately shocked the students.
"Alright, I won't say any more. I'll hand over to your homeroom teacher for the next four years, Teacher Yang Feilong!" Teacher Dong said in conclusion. He then handed the podium over to Yang Feilong, gave him a smiling nod, and left the classroom.
The handover was complete. Yang Feilong was now the homeroom teacher of the first-year Clinical Medicine Class One.