Starting from a Fake University
Chapter 188 - 172: One in Two Million Little Sister (Third Update, Please Subscribe)_1

Chapter 188: Chapter 172: One in Two Million Little Sister (Third Update, Please Subscribe)_1

Ding Yue felt a chill down his spine.

He took two steps back, arms wrapped around himself, "What are you two trying to do?"

Huang Youjie and Xu Bin eyed Ding Yue with mischievous grins, which was quite unnerving.

"Tonight, we two... hehehe... will really enjoy your... "

Hisss!

Ding Yue gasped, a cold chill creeping up his spine.

Can they not?

"Experience your room, it’s much more luxurious than our administrative rooms!"

Huang Youjie and Xu Bin stood up, walked beside Ding Yue and headed towards the bedroom.

"Damn it, you two scared the hell out of me!"

Ding Yue sighed with relief, he almost thought they were going to do something terrible.

"Fine, experience as you wish. There are two rooms, you two sleep in this room, and I’ll sleep in the other one?"

Ding Yue asked, standing at the bedroom door.

Huang Youjie patted the large bed he was sitting on, shrugged and said, "This luxurious king-size bed is more than enough for three of us!"

"Go away, I’m not going to share a bed with you guys!"

Ding Yue rolled his eyes in retort.

"Yue, we’ve shared a bed before!"

"No!"

...

The next morning,

When Ding Yue woke up, he felt something soft beneath his foot. Opening his eyes, he found his foot resting on Bin’s belly.

His other foot was casually laid over Huang’s head.

The sleeping positions of Huang and Bin were indeed strange, with three of them huddled together. Huang’s snores were particularly loud.

Ding Yue kicked Huang and got up to freshen up.

Ding Yue had not planned this last night.

But Bin mentioned that it had been a long time since the three had a chat.

So Ding Yue went along, discussing the future of Mist City Arts and Science University with his two buddies.

Ding Yue’s goal was simple.

To make Mist City Arts and Science University one of the top global institutions, surpassing MIT, Harvard, Stanford, Oxford, and Cambridge.

Huang and Bin acknowledged that Ding Yue’s dream was grand.

But it seemed impossible.

They believed it would be impressive enough if Mist City Arts and Science University could become a well-respected private institution.

But for now, Mist City Arts and Science University was merely a refuge for College Entrance Exam rejects nationwide.

Prospective students with decent exam scores wouldn’t likely choose Mist City Arts and Science University.

"Wake up, it’s morning."

After freshening up and emerging from the bathroom, Ding Yue threw off the covers and opened the curtains.

Due to the drastic change in light, Huang and Bin woke up almost simultaneously.

"What time is it, let’s sleep a bit more."

Huang muttered before yawning and rolling back over to continue sleeping.

"Fine, you don’t have any work to do anyway. But Huang, remember the task I assigned you last night. Make sure the logistics team starts preparing promptly!"

Ding Yue reminded.

If they wanted to sleep, so be it. Today was the fourth day of the expo, nothing required their attention.

With Tong Yihang and Liu Tiefei managing the exhibition area, it was enough.

Today, Ding Yue was going to announce the Twitter drawing results, revealing who won the medical health robot, Big White, gifted by Mist City Arts and Science University.

"Mmm, I told the secretary last night... I’ll look into it when I wake up, don’t worry."

In his drowsy state, Huang responded to Ding Yue and then continued to sleep, hugging Bin’s arm.

Bang bang bang!

At that moment, someone knocked on the hotel room door.

"Principal Ding, are you going for breakfast? Principal Ding, are you awake yet?"

The voice of his secretary, Wen Ruohan, came from outside the door.

"Coming!"

After changing, Ding Yue opened the door.

"Principal Ding, you’re awake. Are we going for breakfast?" Wen Ruohan asked with a smile.

She always seemed happy, regardless of whether her job as a secretary was stressful or not. Every morning, when Ding Yue saw her, she had a smile on her face.

"Yes, let’s go."

Ding Yue nodded and prepared to have breakfast with Wen Ruohan in the hotel restaurant.

Then, from the bedroom, Huang’s voice rang out, "Yue, at least close the curtains!"

"Huh?"

Did Wen Ruohan just hear a man’s voice coming from Principal Ding’s room?

Hisss!

Wen Ruohan felt a chill crawl up her spine. Then she recognized the familiar voice.

"Director Huang?" Wen Ruohan asked curiously.

"That’s right. They insisted on staying in my room. There was no way to get rid of them." Ding Yue shrugged helplessly and went back to the bedroom to close the curtain. The two were going to continue their lazy morning.

"Principal Ding, such thrillseeking...?" Wen Ruohan’s smile had a new hint of surprise.

This smile coupled with the implications was somewhat inappropriate.

"Ahem, Wen Ruohan, don’t overthink." Ding Yue stretched out his hand to tap Wen Ruohan’s forehead.

Wen Ruohan yelled, then touched her forehead, muttering, "But Director Huang looks really nice in a dress."