護花近衛 - 第1878章 冷門專業 - 清風書屋

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Chapter 1878 — An Unpopular Major: Because Purple Hair Heard What Zhuang Niaodao Said, He Knew for Certain That the Man Was Someone Well Acquainted with the Hidden Clans; an Ordinary Person Could Never Have Known Such Fine Detail, nor Would Have Instantly Thought of the Hidden You Clan

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As the saying goes, when immortals battle, it is the little folk who suffer. So when these men came face to face, every student who knew the reputations of Li Biaohan and Zhuang Niaodao gave them a wide berth; even the freshmen who had never heard of them were steered around the long way by the warnings of the upperclassmen.

And so not one word of what these men said reached anyone else. From a distance, the onlookers watched these figures, who looked on the verge of coming to blows, walk off instead chatting and laughing as easy as you please — a sight that left the far-flung crowd thoroughly baffled.

Wei Zhao took Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu to the Economics Department, went through the formalities, swiped his card to pay the tuition, and then escorted them both to their dormitory — only to be stopped at the gate by the matron in charge.

"Hey, you there, young man — halt! Can't you read what's written here?" The woman raised a hand, halting Wei Zhao's advance.

Wei Zhao looked up and, sure enough, saw a conspicuous sign posted at the entrance of the women's dormitory. It read: "Non-Females Prohibited."

"Uh..." Wei Zhao hadn't noticed it before; still, he had seen on the Donghai University of Engineering forum that male students were not allowed into the women's quarters, so he was not surprised.

Moreover, the phrase "Non-Females Prohibited" had a story behind it. The sign, so the tale went, used to read "Males Prohibited." One account of the change held that a young man had tried to get in, telling the matron at the gate that he was no man but a ladyboy. Another account had it that a girl had been keeping a pet in her room, whereupon the school altered the sign to "Non-Females Prohibited" — barring entry to every living thing that was not female.

Still, rumor had it that some girl once tried to slip in with a pet marked "female," hoping to muddy the waters...

Of course, these were nothing but rumors; at the time, Wei Zhao had told them to Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu as a joke.

"I'll leave you here, then. Call me if you need anything," Wei Zhao said to Gu Mengyao.

Since they weren't allowed in, Wei Zhao could certainly have slipped in by some other route, but there was no point to it.

"Okay — bye-bye, Brother Arrow!" Shen Yushu waved to Wei Zhao.

Gu Mengyao simply nodded, then took Shen Yushu by the hand and headed upstairs.

Having seen the two of them off, Wei Zhao set off toward the Biology Department.

The Biology Department was like every other: before the main teaching building of the college, rows of tables and chairs had been set out in succession, each bearing the name of a major. At some majors the queue stretched into a long snake; at others there were only a dozen or two students.

When Wei Zhao at last found the table for his own major — Pharmacy — he discovered to his dismay that not a single freshman had signed up at it.

Could this major really be that unpopular?

Wei Zhao looked at the student-union receptionist, who was so idle in his chair that he could practically die of boredom, and shook his head in helpless resignation.

"Excuse me — is this the check-in desk for the Pharmacy major?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Ah! Finally, a person!" At Wei Zhao's question the young man shot to his feet in excitement. "Junior, are you here to check in for the Pharmacy major?"

"..." Wei Zhao regarded the fellow before him, momentarily lost for words. He himself had come to register — what was the man so worked up about? And "finally, a person"? Were the people nearby not people? Or had his eyes already reached the legendary state of vacancy, incapable of making out anything at all beyond three meters?

"Say something — are you or aren't you?" The young man stared at Wei Zhao, tense and anxious, and demanded loudly.

"That's right... I am... but..." Before Wei Zhao could finish, the admission notice in his hand was snatched away by the fellow in front of him.