The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Tingyuxuan? It seems to be a well-known teahouse within the academy; Chen Guan had seen it on the map.

After a moment's thought, Chen Guan replied, "Thank you, I'll be there shortly."

This is an opportunity to observe other classmates and also to increase interaction in front of the camera.

Although we might encounter unfriendly people like Liu Feiyu, with An Changqing present, things shouldn't get too bad.

He picked up the coffin again, got up, and left the room.

Following the directions on the terminal map, Chen Guan arrived at Tingyuxuan, located near the scenic lake area of ​​the college.

This is an elegant pavilion built by the water, with wind chimes hanging from the eaves that make a crisp sound in the evening breeze. Inside, the pavilion is brightly lit, and laughter can be faintly heard.

Chen Guan stepped onto the stairs and entered. The first-floor hall was spacious and divided into several elegant small rooms by screens. An Changqing's private room was located on the second floor by the window.

When he appeared on the second-floor corridor carrying the coffin, he ran into Liu Feiyu and his two henchmen who were coming out of another private room.

Liu Feiyu was stunned for a moment when he saw the coffin, then his face contorted with exaggerated disgust. He waved his hand in front of his nose and shouted to his companion, "Damn it! We run into unclean things everywhere we go! Let's go!"

Having said that, he swaggered downstairs.

Chen Guan didn't even bother to glance at him, and went straight to the private room where An Changqing was.

He knocked on the door, and An Changqing's gentle voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Pushing open the door, the private room was more spacious than I had imagined, with an elegant decor and a faint, calming incense burning. The window was open, offering a view of the shimmering lake below and the twinkling lights in the distance.

There were already seven or eight people in the room. An Changqing sat in the main seat, Su Yuehe was next to him, and Long Ao sat alone in the corner by the window with a cup of tea in front of him, resting with his eyes closed.

Besides them, there were three men and two women, all from the Tian Shu class, each with a different temperament. When they saw Chen Guan enter, everyone except Long Ao looked over with different gazes.

[Hilarious, Brother Long never opens his eyes.]

[Brother Long's aloofness/]

Do you know why Long Ao only drinks tea and not milk? Because if he did, he would turn into a milk dragon.

[The person upstairs is talking big during the competition.]

"Welcome, Chen Guan." An Changqing stood up to greet him, smiling and gesturing for him to sit down. "Let me introduce you. These are our classmates: Zhao Qingyin, Wang Hanyue, Li Muxue, Zhou Tong, and Sun Miao."

The people whose names were called nodded to Chen Guan, their attitude not particularly enthusiastic, but they maintained basic politeness.

Zhao Qingyin is a girl with a cool and aloof temperament; Wang Hanyue is sturdy and has an honest face; Li Muxue seems petite and cute, but her eyes are distant; Zhou Tong wears glasses and has a scholarly air; and Sun Miao is a boy who looks a bit shy.

"This is Chen Guan, everyone should remember him," An Changqing introduced to the others.

"Hello, Chen Guan." Zhao Qingyin's voice was as clear and pleasant as her personality, and the others also greeted her simply.

Chen Guan sat down in the empty seat and carefully leaned the coffin against the wall, a move that attracted several subtle glances.

"Let's chat casually, no need to be reserved," An Changqing said with a smile. "We'll all be classmates from now on, studying, cultivating, and carrying out missions together, so it's good to get to know each other beforehand."

The conversation quickly turned to each other, with everyone sharing their experiences from the day's tests, their expectations for the course, and their respective paths of self-cultivation.

An Changqing played the role of facilitator very well, giving everyone a chance to speak, and the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

The people who came were all his friends, or at least people who were selected to be of good character, so there were no troublemakers like Liu Feiyu among them.

Chen Guan mostly listened quietly, only occasionally responding briefly when An Changqing or Su Yuehe steered the conversation toward him.

He spoke cautiously, revealing little personal information and not trying to impress, maintaining a slightly introverted but polite freshman image.

He could sense that apart from An Changqing and Su Yuehe, who genuinely wanted to accept him, the others were mostly observing him.

Long Ao remained silent throughout, seemingly detached from the situation. Zhao Qingyin would occasionally glance at the coffin, lost in thought.

Wang Hanyue seemed interested in Chen Guan's ability to carry such a heavy coffin, and asked innocently, "Chen, you're so strong!" Zhou Tong gently tugged at him.

[A mini-battleground (not really)]

An Changqing is truly a social butterfly; he can take care of everyone.

[The coffin guy is so quiet.]

[That Miss Zhao Qingyin is so elegant, is she a main character?]

[Long Ao: Don't touch me.]

Why didn't that idiot Liu Feiyu come? If he had, there would definitely have been a good show.

The live chat was still actively making its presence felt.

After chatting for a while, the topic naturally shifted to the upcoming course and the instructor.

"The theoretical foundation of superpowers is being taught by Dean Situ himself, it must be very difficult, right?" Su Yuehe asked with some concern.

"It's just laying the foundation. If you listen carefully, you should be fine," An Changqing reassured him.

"I've inquired about Li Yan, the instructor for basic physical training." Zhou Tong pushed up his glasses and said in a low voice, "I heard he used to be a combat instructor in the military, known for his strictness and high demands for practical combat. His nickname is 'Iron Face.' We... should be mentally prepared."

Several students who favored law or support programs looked rather bitter upon hearing this, as this was a general course that everyone took.

"Yun Zhi, the mentor of 'Mental Guidance,' is very gentle. She is a master in the field of mental health and is good at comforting and guiding."

Li Muxue whispered that she seemed to have a good impression of this mentor.

"By the way, Chen Guan..." Sun Miao asked timidly, glancing at Chen Guan and the coffin beside him, "I heard that only Chen Guan seems to have expertise in special item research. What will Dean Situ talk about?"

Now, everyone's attention was once again focused on Chen Guan.

Chen Guan put down his teacup and said calmly, "I don't know either, I'm just studying according to the course schedule."

He deftly deflected the question.

An Changqing then chimed in, "Dean Situ is a man of profound knowledge, especially in ancient artifacts and special carriers. This course should cover that kind of knowledge."

Everyone nodded, and the topic was dropped.

The gathering lasted for about half an hour, with the atmosphere remaining lukewarm. Seeing that it was getting late, An Changqing suggested that the gathering end, and everyone got up to say goodbye.

Chen Guan also carried the coffin on his back and bid farewell to An Changqing and Su Yuehe.

"See you tomorrow in the theory foundation class, Chen Guan," An Changqing said with a smile.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Stepping out of Tingyuxuan, the night breeze carrying the moist scent of the lake rushed towards Chen Guan. He took a deep breath and walked alone back to his dormitory.

This small gathering yielded limited results, but at least I became a familiar face, and my popularity score rose slightly, returning to 1500 points.