After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

"Come on." Si Lin released the little girl's arm, his tone not very friendly.

Ruan Tang obediently followed, walking half a step behind him.

Pei Heng, with his hands behind his head, lazily walked to the other side. "What a coincidence, we were just planning to come to the carnival. It's really lively tonight."

Two rows of servants stood at the main entrance of the banquet hall.

They saw the approaching people from afar. The foreman paused for a moment, recognized the two large Buddha statues, and then made a gesture.

Two heavy doors were pulled open at the same time, and light poured out from the cracks, illuminating the red carpet at the entrance.

Pei Heng stepped in first, his hands still behind his head, his gaze sweeping over most of the nobles and special admissions students in the room. "So many people. We'll join in the fun. I wonder if we're welcome?"

The banquet hall fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Yubai and Gu Beiheng, who were sitting in the middle of the sofa, stood up at the same time, and the A-level, B-level, and C-level nobles around them also straightened up.

The beautiful special admission students who were originally sitting on the men's laps were pushed aside and moved to the back rows.

The young masters who were just moments ago domineering and uncompromising now all had smiles on their faces, their posture respectful but not subservient.

"In the entire Holy Lan, how could there be a place that doesn't welcome the Deacon Team?" Gu Beiheng slightly stepped aside, giving up the center position.

"It is our honor that Young Master Si and Young Master Pei could come."

Jiang Yubai smiled, his tone neither humble nor arrogant, "Please, both of you."

Si Lin didn't say anything, walked to the middle of the circular sofa and sat down, with Ruan Tang standing obediently beside him.

Pei Heng leaned against him, crossed his legs, and glanced at Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian kneeling on the ground. He chuckled, "Have you offended someone again? What do you plan to do with them?"

Gu Beiheng glanced at Ruan Tang beside Si Lin.

He was now unsure whether Si Lin's appearance was a coincidence or something Ruan Tang had summoned.

If it's the latter, then Ruan Tang's stance on Lin Xiao Kui's matter is more complicated than he expected.

Gu Beiheng spoke cautiously, "Two specially admitted students trespassed and secretly filmed a private gathering of nobles. According to the rules, they should naturally be severely punished, shouldn't they?"

"That's right." Pei Heng nodded, tapping his fingers on the sofa armrest.

"However, we shouldn't let these two people ruin the fun of such a nice social gathering."

"Why don't we let them play together? If they behave well, we can let tonight's matter drop."

"If they don't perform well, then you can do whatever you want with them."

Gu Beiheng and Jiang Yubai exchanged a glance, then nodded. "Young Master Pei is right."

The attendant stepped forward and pinned an F nameplate on Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian each.

Pei Heng asked with interest, "By the way, this nameplate is quite interesting. Do we have one?"

Jiang Yubai smiled and said, "Of course there are."

"When this set of nameplates was originally designed, a special S-rank was reserved for the deacon team." He beckoned, and a servant brought over a tray.

Four platinum plaques were placed side by side on the tray, with dark gold trim and the letter S engraved in the center.

Pei Heng picked up a coin, tossed it in his hand, pinned it to his chest, looked down at it, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

His tone carried a genuine sense of appreciation. "You guys really know how to have fun. Let's get together sometime."

Gu Beiheng and Jiang Yubai both sensed the weight of those words.

Although there is only a one-letter difference between the deacon group and these A-level nobles, it is a distance from the clouds to the ground.

Pei Heng's "together" may sound like a casual remark, but it represents an entry ticket to connections, resources, and circles.

The two exchanged a glance, and Gu Beiheng picked up his champagne glass with a generous and natural air. "It is our honor to be with Young Master Pei. Please feel free to give any instructions."

Pei Heng leaned back into the sofa, satisfied.

These two were quite sensible.

The attendant carried the remaining nameplates to Si Lin.

Si Lin leaned back on the sofa, glanced at the S nameplate on the tray, and did not reach for it.

He wasn't interested in that kind of thing.

In Saint Lan, his name itself is the highest inscription, needing no letters to prove it.

but……

Si Lin turned his head and waved to Ruan Tang.

Ruan Tang paused for a moment, then squatted down.

She was wearing her school uniform today: a dark blue pleated skirt, a white shirt, and a gold ribbon tied neatly at the collar.

The way she squatted beside his legs was as obedient as a beautiful and adorable kitten that had been called to its owner's feet.

Si Lin was extremely satisfied with the secretary he had chosen. He picked up the "S" nameplate from the tray and bent down to pin it to her chest.

His fingers were long and slender, and his movements were unhurried and deliberate.

After saying goodbye, he spoke calmly to the audience, "She represents me."

The surrounding nobles looked at each other, but no one objected.

Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian stood opposite each other, the F nameplate dim and lifeless.

The joy of surviving the ordeal faded, replaced by a gnawing envy.

Both were specially admitted students, and both were people who suddenly barged in.

They were prisoners kneeling on the ground, branded with F name tags, looking utterly wretched.

Ruan Tang was the spokesperson for the S-class designation personally pinned on her by Si Lin, making her extremely prestigious.

In the corner, the beautiful students who had never attended classes but relied on their good looks to live a life of ease and comfort stood quietly.

Just now, they watched Lin Xiaokui being trampled on the ground and Su Nian being doused with champagne.

I was afraid, but I was mostly glad that I hadn't been as foolish as them to rebel.

But at this moment, as they watched Si Lin personally pin the S-level nameplate on Ruan Tang, they looked down at the F-level nameplate on their own chests.

Now I understand why Lin Xiao Kui disliked Ruan Tang so much, according to the forum posts.

Originally, everyone was just getting by, taking resources and money, being kept like canaries in luxury stores and hotel suites, which wasn't so bad.

At least they have money, at least they have powerful backers, and at least they don't have to kneel on the ground begging for a living.

But suddenly, someone from the same commoner background and social class appeared.

She never knelt, never took off her clothes, never woke up in a strange man's bed, yet she lived a life more beautiful and dignified than any of them.

Even bystanders would feel envious and jealous, let alone sisters who grew up together.

I hate that she disrupted the balance.

I hate its injustice and grieve its unfairness.

Gu Beiheng and Jiang Yubai also took another look at the S-level nameplate on Ruan Tang's body.

Their expressions remained unchanged, but they had a new understanding of Ruan Tang's importance to them.

Pei Heng patted the sofa armrest. "By the way, what game are we playing tonight?"

Jiang Yubai replied, "It's not decided yet. Does Young Master Pei have any suggestions?"

Before Pei Heng could speak, Si Lin said, "The games you usually play aren't suitable for today."

Pei Heng raised an eyebrow, leaned back on the sofa, shook his head, and sighed inwardly.

What do they usually play? Nothing more than gambling, choosing concubines, getting drunk, and turning off the lights.

He was aware of the limits of those games, and Si Lin himself was also aware of them.

It's inappropriate to speak so grandly now, as if I'm thinking of the girls present.

But when did he ever care about all those ordinary students admitted through special admissions who were dressed in formal attire?

It can't be because of Lin Xiaokui and Su Nian, can it?

The identity of the person in question is self-evident.