Starting from a Fake University
Chapter 337 - 224: The 2021 Freshmen Start to Register (First Update, 6k Large - , Please Subscribe)_4

Chapter 337: Chapter 224: The 2021 Freshmen Start to Register (First Update, 6k Large Chapter, Please Subscribe)_4

Hence, the two went to the second dining hall for a rich late-night snack to satiate their hunger, then took a post-meal stroll around the campus before heading back to rest.

While Ding Yue and his secretary Wen Ruohan were discussing the upcoming freshmen registration as they passed by an old library, Wen Ruohan was startled with a sudden "Ah!"

"Ah! Principal Ding, look over there."

Wen Ruohan pointed to an object lying on a bench located not far in front of the library. Due to poor lighting, they were uncertain of what it was.

"Hmm?"

Ding Yue pondered, squinting towards where Wen Ruohan was indicating. Because it was too dark, he couldn’t quite make out what it was on that long bench either.

However, he could make out a few bags placed beside the bench.

"Could it be a person?"

Murmuring to himself, Ding Yue fearlessly headed towards the bench.

After all, there were thousands of people on campus and it wasn’t the dead of night, so there was no need to be scared.

Besides, this was Ding Yue’s turf!

After Ding Yue moved forward, Wen Ruohan had no choice but to muster her courage and follow him.

At this point, Ding Yue turned on his phone’s flashlight and shone it forward, revealing a figure on the bench which even shifted a little.

"Excuse me, student?"

Ding Yue took a step closer, then called out curiously.

The person on the bench, upon hearing Ding Yue, sat up, looking somewhat anxious and uneasy.

Only after getting closer did Ding Yue manage to see it was a young guy, who looked a little ragged.

He was wearing rather aged attire that seemed like it was from a decade ago. Beside the bench, there were several old, large canvas bags, one of which was stuffed full, revealing a bit of white – it looked like a pretty new quilt.

"I... I’m just resting here for a while." Upon seeing two people appear before him, Liu Ping hurriedly explained.

He chose this more secluded bench just to be inconspicuous and avoid trouble.

"Are you a new student here to register at Mist City Arts and Science University?" Ding Yue conjectured.

Based on his novice facial expressions and stuff crammed beside the bench. Ding Yue deduced his approximate situation.

Moreover, it seems like his family is financially underprivileged.

Most students who come to Mist City Arts and Science University are from well-to-do families who can easily afford the tuition fees averaging tens of thousands for private universities.

Yet, there are some from impoverished families, for whom Mist City Arts and Science University could be their best choice. They probably summon up all their resources to afford a year of tuition fees and depend on the students’ part-time work to cover the remaining expenses.

Among last year’s freshmen, there were students that fell into this category, one of them being Yang Chen.

Through his drive and hard work, Yang Chen has chosen a solid path for himself.

Ding Yue pondered that the student before him was likely one of the latter cases.

"Mhm, Mhm."

Liu Ping nodded in response.

Having seen this, Ding Yue could guess the student’s situation. He likely took the train to arrive at Mist City today and had finally arrived at his dream university, yet couldn’t bear to spend money on a hotel to stay, choosing instead to spend the night at a random place in the school.

This frugality, coupled with the determination apparent in his eyes, made Ding Yue think that with proper guidance this student could potentially excel in the future.

Ding Yue avoided probing the student further, as he didn’t want to harm a poor student’s sense of self-esteem.

So, he introduced himself with a smile, "I’m delighted that you’ve chosen our Mist City Arts and Science University. I am the President of Mist City Arts and Science University, Ding Yue."

"You... you’re Principal Ding?"

Liu Ping’s eyes widened. Due to the dim night, he clearly couldn’t recognize him at first.

But now, upon closer inspection, and comparing with the images of Principal Ding of Mist City Arts and Science University seen in the previous videos, it seemed to be him.

"Hello, Principal Ding!" Liu Ping quickly stood up, but an object somehow tumbled from him and scattered on the ground.

Seeing this, Liu Ping immediately squatted down to pick up the items.

"What is this?"

Ding Yue helped pick them up and realized they were small wooden blocks of various shapes.