Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Himeko said solemnly:

"I've already said, just treat him like an ordinary student."

"Uh... okay then."

After learning of Himeko's attitude, the female teacher looked at Yan Huan.

"Yan Huan, you're a freshman, so consider this a reminder. You must pay attention to your attire in the future, understand?"

"If there's nothing else, you can leave now..."

"What!" an elite cadre from the Discipline Inspection Department exclaimed again, "But his attitude was terrible, are we just going to let it go like this?!"

"How about that?" Yan Huan pulled out a basketball, looking like she was about to hit her.

"The teacher already said to forget it, so why are you babbling on like a eunuch, treating the teacher's words like they're nothing?"

"Teacher, look!" The female cadre pointed fluently to Yan Huan's current appearance, and said aggrievedly:

"He spoke so rudely, you must stand up for us!"

"Huh?" The female teacher was suddenly startled.

These are shareholders, how can you uphold justice?

Besides, it's just a belt, why are you staring at him like that?!

"I think... a reminder should suffice," the female teacher said, sweating profusely. "After all, they are freshmen."

"But teacher!"

"That's good enough."

"But……"

"Anyway, it's their first time."

"But."

"roll!"

"..."

Chapter 1053 I'll hit you with an Old Beijing Chicken Roll

On campus.

"Are you asking me how I feel about the school?"

The android woman answered without hesitation.

"To be honest, this school is shit."

"The course quality is so terrible, and it'll be hard to find a job after graduation..."

"..." The android male holding the microphone quickly reminded him, "Student, this is a live interview!"

"Huh?"

"oh oh!"

The android woman immediately sat up straight.

Smiled:

"Hello everyone, I'm a student at Origami University, and I deeply love this school..."

Yan Huan came out of the Academic Affairs Office, having changed into a suit.

He was wearing a white suit, looking like a wealthy young man from high society.

"So my attire can't be in any way now, right?"

After dressing properly, Yan Huan arrived at a roadside stall.

The stalls here are mostly run by students from this school, trying to earn some pocket money.

Yan Huan took a liking to an ice cream and asked the vendor:

How much is this ice cream?

"Which one? This one?"

The stall owner was a mischievous boy with a slightly immature face and two mustaches.

Unable to determine the person's age, Yan Huan simply used a general term: "Yes, classmate, I want the pink one."

"Oh."

The boy, Pipixi, handed the pink ice cream to Yan Huan, then made his bid:

"Eight thousand credits, cash or QR code?"

"???"

"No, eight thousand?" Yan Huan immediately shoved the ice cream back into her hands.

"Come on, during peak hours, ice cream trucks are open to anyone who wants some, it's completely free!"

"You're selling it for eight thousand here? I'd think three hundred is too expensive!"

"You don't understand... It seems you're a freshman."

The boy, Pipixi, said with a smile:

"This is a genetically modified product, a high-end item, so of course it's more expensive."

"What's in it?"

"Genetically modified sweet bean powder developed from the Black Tower Space Station!"

"I remember this stuff is forbidden for human consumption on the Black Tower Space Station, right? It's usually used as animal feed or fertilizer..." Yan Huan squinted.

"Hey! If you're not going to buy it, then get out of here!"

The boy chased Yan Huan away, glancing at him, "He's here to cause trouble again."

"..."

Yan Huan scratched her head. "Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

"Yan, what are you doing?"

Just then, March 7th happened to pass by and saw Yan Huan being chased away by the stall owner, so he quickly came over to eat some melon seeds.

"An ice cream over there costs eight thousand, which is more expensive than outside," Yan Huan said indignantly.

"Ice cream during prime time is usually free, so is this stuff studded with diamonds?"

"If it's too expensive, just don't buy it. Why bother them?"

"Come on, come on, I just infiltrated another organization, I'll take you there to get to know them."

Seeing that March 7th had grabbed her arm, Yan Huan couldn't help but ask:

"What organization? You've joined a club already?"

"It's a hobby club!"

This was a stall filled with sleeping banana monkeys. As soon as Yan Huan arrived, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

"No, why is it this thing again..."

The stall owner was a woman with short matcha green hair. She was very enthusiastic when she saw March 7th bring Yan Huan over.

"Oh my, is this student also a fan of Sleeping Banana Monkey?"

"I wouldn't call myself a banana enthusiast, I'm just a newbie," March 7th said, scratching his head sheepishly.

"Is that a new doll next to you? It looks so real, and it even moves."

The girl smiled. "This? I got it at a creative fair. Isn't it incredibly realistic?"

"The seller said this product is extremely popular, and you might not be able to get one even if you go there specifically."

"I'm reselling it now, do you want to buy one? The price is only three times higher than over there!"

"Banana, banana, banana!" The little monkeys sleeping on the bananas on the stall made an extremely realistic sound.

"Ah, then I'll try to buy it from a reseller when I have the chance... Three times the price? My wallet isn't thick enough for that."

"I understand... There are plenty of students who are tightening their belts to make ends meet."

After leaving the stall, Yan Huan stopped and advised March 7:

"Stop idolizing those monkeys, they're so ugly... Once the hype dies down, these toys that are currently priced exorbitantly won't be worth a penny!"

"When you want to resell it later, there won't be anyone willing to buy it."

"No way." March 7th turned around, somewhat disbelieving.

"Look at how popular it is now, it's clearly the secret to generating traffic."

"When Ji Ni was first released, who would have thought he would be so popular for so many years? I think Sleeping Banana Monkey... has the potential too!"

"That's because he's naturally handsome when he plays basketball, and he's also a good person."

Yan Huan tried to reason with March 7.

"Look at this monkey again. Ugly-cute is still ugly at the end. Nobody plays with Bing Dwen Dwen anymore."

What you're saying... seems to make some sense.

March 7th touched her chin, her pinkish-blue pupils blinking.

"But it's really popular. We've only just started school, and we want to quickly integrate with the students here. Becoming banana fans would be the best way, since we'd have common topics to talk about!"

"How much did you spend on the doll you took out at the school gate earlier?" Yan Huan asked.

"Thirty thousand credits." March 7th took out the doll again, saying regretfully:

"But mine doesn't move. The other student's phone did move. I admit I'm envious."

"Thirty thousand yuan for a broken doll?" Yan Huan couldn't understand it at all.