Bai Wei: "I see, I understand now. In that case, come to my office first. There are some things I want to discuss with you."
Although the Illusion Arts Academy had a terrible reputation, they genuinely taught valuable skills. Every student there was an elite from the Witch Academy. Do you think the Witch Academy set the minimum enrollment requirement for each major at four students as a joke? It was precisely to accommodate the Illusion Arts Academy.
It was just that these students spent their days using Illusionary Arts for frivolous purposes. The Illusion Arts Academies in other star systems were perfectly normal. Ultimately, it was their perverted instructor who had corrupted the academy's atmosphere.
As Bai Wei thought this, Zi Yan's lecherous gaze flashed through her mind, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Good morning, Professor. I'm Meng Lian."
Meng Lian arrived at the office, and Bai Wei looked up, involuntarily swallowing hard.
This... this is way too seductive!
Meng Lian had rushed over, slightly breathless, her clothes disheveled. Her ample breasts bounced with each step, making Bai Wei feel dizzy.
Bai Wei felt a sudden urge to use the restroom, but she suppressed it. She mentally reminded herself that she was a teacher and Meng Lian was her student—a relationship between them was impossible.
"Meng Lian, congratulations on passing the entrance exam. Your Senior Sister told me you've decided to join the Illusion Arts Academy. If you ensure you fail no more than two subjects this year, you can directly transfer to the Illusion Arts Academy when you choose your specialization next year."
"Also, now that you've passed the entrance exam, you're officially a witch and formally enrolled in the Witch Academy. Here's your student ID. You can use it to leave the Freshman Zone and enter the main Witch Academy campus."
Meng Lian accepted the crimson student ID and thanked her teacher. "Thank you, Teacher."
"Oh, right, you're likely the first in our class to successfully undergo Witch Transformation. Would you be interested in becoming our class representative?"
Class representative?
Upon hearing this, Meng Lian's heart stirred. After a moment of contemplation, she decided to decline.
"Teacher, I... I'm a bit shy. I'm afraid I wouldn't be suitable as class monitor."
After all, her motives for attending Witch Academy weren't entirely pure. Maintaining a low profile and avoiding attention was her current strategy.
Bai Wei felt a pang of regret at Meng Lian's response. She had her own ulterior motives. While the Illusion Arts Academy was powerful, its students were notoriously eccentric. Meng Lian currently seemed well-behaved, but who knew what kind of influence those students might have on her next year? Bai Wei had hoped that by making Meng Lian class monitor, she would interact more with student leaders from other academies, cultivating a sense of righteousness that might prevent her from becoming too rebellious in the future.
Bai Wei certainly didn't want to see Meng Lian's name plastered across the academy's headlines next year.
"Thank you, Teacher. I appreciate your offer and will consider it carefully. I'll give you a definite answer later."
"Don't worry about it. I just mentioned it casually, so don't feel pressured. The entrance exam is still five days away. Go get your textbooks and start reviewing the material to prepare."
"Here's the address for the resource room."
Meng Lian thanked her and left the office respectfully.
Bai Wei was now alone in the office. She tried to work on her lesson plans, but the image of Meng Lian kept unsettling her. Her mouth felt dry. After checking that she was alone, Bai Wei's cheeks flushed crimson.
She examined her slender fingers and noticed her middle and ring fingernails were a bit long. After trimming them, she secretly turned on her computer and played one of her treasured videos.
And her fingers...
Following the address Bai Wei had given her, Meng Lian arrived at the resource room and collected a massive stack of textbooks. She lugged them to the classroom, utterly exhausted.
With the Elder Sister present, she couldn't possibly carry everything at once. Though she had temporarily placed the Elder Sister on top of the books to save some effort, the task still left her completely drained.
Meng Lian collapsed onto her seat, her small face radiating utter despair.
Just then, Gabriel entered the classroom. Her automatic lock-on system instantly activated, locking onto the Elder Sister, who was currently swinging on a makeshift swing.
"Meng Lian? What's wrong?"
Gabriel didn't understand why she kept getting drawn to these things. She struggled to tear her gaze away, only to find that the automatic lock-on system wouldn't shut off no matter what she tried.
"Oh, it's you, Gabriel. I'm fine, just tired from carrying all these books. I'm resting for a bit," Meng Lian mumbled, her face pressed against the desk.
Gabriel was about to reply when a boisterous voice interrupted, "Waaah, Li Li, I took out another four thousand credits in loans! I can't even afford food anymore! Can you take care of me... Holy crap, that's huge!"
A green figure darted through the doorway—an elf. Like Gabriel, her automatic targeting system activated instantly, causing her to gasp in surprise.
If a "big sister" isn't actually big, can she still be called a big sister? Meng Lian thought to herself, inwardly complaining. This "big sister" was squeezing her so tightly she could barely breathe. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping . com.
"Phoebe..." Gabriel said awkwardly.
Realizing her rudeness, Phoebe clasped her hands together and frantically apologized to Meng Lian, "I'm so sorry! I... I..."
"It's fine," Meng Lian said, straightening up and waving her hand. Having overheard Phoebe's earlier remark, she turned to Gabriel. "Are you out of credits for food?"
Gabriel's eyes darted away, but Phoebe, ever carefree, blurted out, "Yeah! The Witch's Potions we bought last night all failed. We borrowed another four thousand credits today and bought two more bottles, so now we're completely broke."
"I see," Meng Lian replied, pondering for a moment before transferring three hundred credits to Gabriel.
Gabriel received the transfer, her face filled with surprise. Just as she was about to say something, Meng Lian sent another message: "Use these 300 credits for emergencies. You and your friend can pay me back later when you have more."
Gabriel felt a warm current in her heart, yet she was also deeply puzzled.
Why? We've only met a few times and exchanged a few words. Why would she suddenly offer such help?
Gabriel looked at Meng Lian, who winked and mouthed:
Keep it a secret. Thank you.
Gabriel immediately understood, her mind reeling with astonishment.
"Good luck! I'm sure you'll succeed," Meng Lian encouraged Gabriel before leaving.
Phoebe watched Meng Lian's retreating figure, her face filled with envy. "I'm so jealous of her. She doesn't have to worry about loans at all."
Gabriel remained silent, gazing at her private messages with Meng Lian, a smile involuntarily tugging at the corners of her lips.
Meng Lian: Gabriel, I know you've already guessed that I didn't drink the Witch's Potion. What I mean is, your guess is correct. So please keep it a secret for me, okay? Thank you!
Meng Lian: (*^▽^*)