Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

The Imperial College campus forum has already been abuzz over this matter, and a dedicated room has been opened for discussion.

[I offended Song Tingxi on the first day of registration. Is this Yan Zhao not wanting to live anymore? 】

[It is said that he is second in the school this year. I thought he was a smart person, but he turned out to be so stupid]

[Do you still have time to gossip here? I have already signed up in the group, hehehe]

Naturally, it was impossible for Song Tingxi to handle the registration this time himself. He threw it to his companion Li Yiwei and asked him to screen it first.

Yan Zhao was not included in the college group and did not know about this. After confirming the course selection in the evening, he picked up his schoolbag and went to the first class early the next morning.

He is a freshman in the mecha manufacturing department, while Song Tingxi and Guan You are both in the command department.

In the lecture theater, Yan Zhao, who was sitting in the first row, heard whispers directed at him from behind.

"He is Yan Zhao. We sit in the row behind him. We won't be implicated..."

"It shouldn't be possible, right? It's my fault that I came late. All the seats in the back are taken up, eh."

"Hush, someone is coming!"

Yan Zhao was previewing the content of the first lesson when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle. The person who walked up to him kicked him and said arrogantly: "Hey, you are in my way, get out of the way."

Yan Zhao bent down and checked the injury. After finding that it was not serious, he stood up and said, "This classmate, if you want me to get up and let you go inside, just tell me where you are."

The provocative person had short, fashionable blue-blue gradient hair, and was followed by two friends, both of whom looked fierce.

"Are you kidding me? Who do you think you are to talk to me like this?"

The young man's words were illogical. Yan Zhao looked around and saw that his classmates had their heads lowered, pretending not to see what happened in the front row.

Yan Zhao just has low emotional intelligence, not stupidity. He could see that his classmates were afraid of having anything to do with him.

"You guys go in." He didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't say anything more. He just wanted to figure it out later.

The young man originally wanted to embarrass him, but the teacher quickly entered the classroom.

The teachers at Imperial College are well-connected, and there are many people with extraordinary family backgrounds. Students do not dare to cause trouble in class.

Yan Zhao walked alone all day. He wanted to find someone to ask what happened, but he asked two or three people in a row, and they all looked frightened.

"Yan Yan Yan... don't come over here!"

One person even ran into the woods behind the teaching building and fled in a hurry.

"Am I so scary?" Yan Zhao didn't know why.

During the evening class meeting, no one dared to sit next to him. When he stood up to introduce himself, the young man with ombre hair laughed loudly at him:

"You don't need an introduction. Who doesn't know that your name is Yan Zhao? You are now the most famous fried chicken on campus, hahahahaha..."

"What does fried chicken mean, classmate Tang Shijie?" Yan Zhao has memorized every classmate who introduced himself.

Due to magnetic field interference, Edgestar cannot access the Internet, and Yan Zhao does not understand these Internet terms.

One of Tang Shijie's doglegs explained: "It's just a chicken that is thrown into the oil pan and is about to be fried to pieces!"

"That's enough, please introduce yourself to the next classmate." The class teacher is a young girl named Cen Rumeng who has only graduated two years ago.

She is a graduate of Imperial College's mecha manufacturing department, and she knows very well that most of the people sitting here are powerful people who cannot be offended.

Take this Tang Shijie for example. He is the son of the deputy general of the Third Army. He is a nobleman outside the Imperial College of Science and Technology and is a nobleman that ordinary people will never see in their lifetime.

Students like Cen Rumeng and Yan Zhao, who came from civilian backgrounds and got into the exams based on their grades, would definitely not be able to twist their legs with their arms.

After the class meeting, Yan Zhao went to the office to find Cen Rumeng and communicate with her alone.

"Teacher Cen, do you know the reason why I was excluded?"

Cen Rumeng was shocked: "You don't know?"

Yan Zhao nodded.

"Occasionally, I should go to the campus forum." Cen Rumeng helplessly held up his forehead and taught him how to read the forum. After Yan Zhao quickly read it, the next question surprised Cen Rumeng.

"Song Tingxi, is your status very noble?"

"You...you..." Cen Rumeng touched his chest, "You don't even know the marshal's son? Your birthplace is..."

Cen Rumeng tremblingly found the student information and took a look——

Edge two stars.

Being called this name fully proves the status of this planet in the γ galaxy.

"You don't have a star network there?" Cen Rumeng understood, and looked at Yan Zhao with a little more affection.

"Xiao Yan, listen to my advice. You must be careful in the future and follow Song Tingxi. There is another person in the dormitory, Lin You, who you can't afford to offend."

Guan You's identity is a top secret in the empire, and the crown prince's identity will not be announced until he reaches adulthood. Guan You's coming-of-age ceremony has not yet been held, so only the school's senior officials and his class teacher know about his enrollment.

Cen Rumeng was notified of this because Yan Zhao was personally selected by the dean of Imperial College and was the roommate of the crown prince.

Yan Zhao nodded: "According to what is said on the forum, Song Tingxi is waiting to change roommates. Until the matter is resolved, I will just avoid his influence. Thank you, Teacher Cen."

"Well, Xiao Yan..." Cen Rumeng had to break his thoughts, "You are the person chosen by Dean Shen. I'm afraid, even Song Tingxi won't be able to get your wish this time."

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Zhao returned to the dormitory, he saw Song Tingxi looking unhappy.

"I don't see how capable you are, yet you actually let Dean Shen insist on keeping you."

"I don't know Dean Shen." Yan Zhao picked up the mop in the utility room and started cleaning the dormitory.

A smile appeared on Song Tingxi's handsome face. She tapped her military boots on the ground and said, "You know how to be honest? You have suffered a lot this day, right?"

"It's not bad." Yan Zhao actually didn't care much about other people's opinions. He answered casually and mopped the floor neatly.

Song Tingxi looked at his fair and calm profile, her eyes gradually darkened.

He has read countless people, and of course he can tell that Yan Zhao's attitude towards him has not changed at all.

In fact, he just regarded himself as a trouble, and even if he compromised, it would be perfunctory to a limited extent.

Calling up the bracelet communication, Song Tingxi ordered the companion.

Guan You, who was sitting at the table typing a report, glanced at him and said, "Are you so boring?"

Song Tingxi sneered: "Don't Dean Shen think he can replace Simiao? I just want him to understand that it is impossible for a sparrow to turn into a phoenix."

After he said this, Yan Zhao still had no reaction. He quickly finished cleaning up, then returned to his small table and started to study.

Guan You's dark eyes were calm and his eyes returned to the report.

On the other side, Li Yiwei was very embarrassed after receiving the order, but he was even more afraid of the young master's anger, so he could only sigh and arrange it, hoping that Yan Zhao could hold on.