Chapter 29: No Club? Just Start One Yourself
The arrangements for three years from now are indeed a problem, but the most pressing issue right now is the club. Xiang Chuan originally thought of just going to the Student Union to slack off, but high school requiring three-line parallel is really too exhausting.
How about just creating her own club?
As soon as this idea popped up, Xiang Chuan perked up entirely.
Right! If there isn’t one, just create one? With her own club activity room, she could direct the club’s activity direction herself, and openly make eating gourmet food the club’s activity content—what could be better?
“Teacher!”
Xiang Chuan raised her hand for the third time.
“How is it you again… Never mind, Classmate Xiang Chuan, what’s up?”
Zhu Bingwen almost couldn’t hold back from voicing his inner complaint.
“I want to apply for a new club!”
Xiang Chuan got straight to the point, and the surrounding classmates let out an “Ooh—” of exclamation, with a few students suddenly lowering their heads to ponder.
Zhu Bingwen completely lost control of his expression management, his mouth slightly agape as he stared blankly at Xiang Chuan.
Are the kids this year really this unconventional?
You know, high school clubs are not only linked to academic performance but also closely related to university further education directions, so…
“Classmate Xiang Chuan, you must think this through carefully. The audit conditions for establishing a high school club are extremely strict, requiring not only future research directions and existing achievement proofs, but also full acknowledgment from three grade directors, the principal, vice principal, and school directors. Only by meeting all these conditions can a school club be formally established.”
“Uh… does it really need so many people to stamp approval?” Xiang Chuan suddenly felt it was troublesome, but for the sake of her three years of eating and drinking life at school, she still said firmly: “I’ve heard this saying before: ‘If you fail, you might be disappointed; but if you don’t try, you’re doomed to fail.’ As long as the path isn’t completely blocked, it’s worth trying to walk it.”
Xiang Chuan’s determined gaze somewhat changed Zhu Bingwen’s impression of her as rather erratic. He thought for a moment and still sent her the club application process explanation and application form, saying: “If you’re this insistent, I won’t stop you. The files and sample items needed for the application must be prepared by you yourself, just like the preparation period for joining, and it needs to be completed within these three days.”
Hearing this, Xiang Chuan’s eyelid twitched involuntarily: Time is this tight? This is really not wanting students to establish their own clubs, huh?
“Teacher!”
Just as Zhu Bingwen turned around, another student’s voice came from behind. It couldn’t be Xiang Chuan again, could it? He turned back uneasily and saw it was the female student who had just answered about Romeo and Juliet.
“You’re… Classmate Chou Manman, right?” Zhu Bingwen glanced at the seating chart on the lectern that automatically corresponded to student terminal authentication. “What’s the matter?”
“I, I can have a club application form too?” Chou Manman stuttered a bit due to nervousness. “I didn’t see any clubs I’m interested in on the school’s club list just now…”
Again?!
Zhu Bingwen’s eyes really widened this time, but with Xiang Chuan’s precedent, he didn’t try to dissuade her much further and sent her another copy of the application process explanation and application form.
At this moment, the class bell rang, and everyone snapped back to reality: The class ended this quickly?
“Ahem, originally the first class was to explain the club teaching system and have everyone do self-introductions, but since everyone seems to be enjoying the chat so much, we’ll skip the latter half of the process.” Zhu Bingwen quickly assigned the next arrangements: “For the next class, please follow your respective terminal’s education program, take your transport robot, and put your luggage in the dormitory. After crossing the school sports field, you’ll see the dormitory building. The one with the blue exterior wall is for boarding students only, and the green exterior wall is for day students only. There’s a navigation AI in front of the dormitory building—if you don’t know the way, just ask it more. Please return to the classroom before the third class starts.”
As soon as Zhu Bingwen finished speaking, the students rushed out of the classroom in a scramble, nearly causing the transport robots to collide. The students at the back hurried out to maintain order, while some students took it easy, waiting until the classroom doorway wasn’t so crowded before slowly leaving.
Zhu Bingwen stood at the classroom doorway, watching the students hurry toward the elevator, his emotions complex.
The students this year really have some personality. If Xiang Chuan and Chou Manman really intend to submit applications, the principal is going to have a headache. Demeter University Affiliated High School’s club structure is the learning model for other schools in the Third Fleet. If two extra clubs are added out of nowhere, who knows how the other schools will respond, and how Demeter University will treat two new clubs without corresponding majors?
Whatever. He scratched his head. Let the principal worry about this problem.
Zhu Bingwen, preparing to dart back to the office to check the class schedule sent by the school management AI, decisively tossed this troublesome matter to his current superior.
However…
“If you fail, you might be disappointed; but if you don’t try, you’re doomed to fail… huh? That’s actually a pretty good saying.”
Zhu Bingwen thought about it, returned to the classroom, opened the teaching terminal, inputted the sentence, had the AI arrange it, then took the teacher-only elevator downstairs in a good mood.
Xiang Chuan followed the navigation AI’s guidance into the dormitory area.
She opened her terminal and saw—wow, her dormitory was in the first building right at the entrance?
Looking at the other dormitory buildings not far away where people were lining up for the elevator, almost queuing outside the building, and then at the elevator waiting area here with only a sparse few people, Xiang Chuan roughly understood the situation: This was a high-end dormitory building.
No need to think—she knew it must be thanks to Xiang Weiguo and Lin Minzhi pulling strings.
Compared to the residential area’s high-rises starting at thirty floors, the school’s dormitory building wasn’t very tall, only about fifteen floors. Xiang Chuan’s dormitory was on the fourteenth floor, the one closest to the elevator waiting area.
Arriving at the door, she saw the familiar authentication device on it. Xiang Chuan proficiently scanned her terminal at the doorway.
[Beep—Welcome to check into Dormitory Building 1, Room 1401. Since this is your first check-in, please place your face in front of the authentication terminal for iris scan.]
Iris scan! This was her first time seeing one!
Xiang Chuan was a bit excited—this felt way more futuristic than the “one terminal rules all” she’d seen so far. She pressed her face to the authentication device, originally expecting something like infrared lines from the movies. Soon, a prompt sounded:
[Beep—Iris authentication completed. This dormitory uses dual authentication with iris and personal terminal. Please perform dual authentication when entering or exiting the dormitory in the future.]
The authentication was too fast!
With a tiny bit of disappointment, Xiang Chuan entered the dormitory room with the transport robot.
Just as she had guessed downstairs, this was a single luxurious dormitory room arranged by her family, complete with its own bathroom and sofa coffee table, and even equipped with a large television. What surprised her most was the small kitchen and refrigerator in the corner of the room.
Though she really wanted to fiddle with the equipment in the living room, time waits for no one—just getting to the dormitory room had used up half the time, so she needed to head back to the classroom right away.
But before that, make some arrangements—
Xiang Chuan took a delicate metal box from the transport robot, scanned the top of the box with her terminal to open it, and took out the rubbery sphere inside.
“Servant, disengage sleep mode.”
With Xiang Chuan’s command, the sphere’s surface gradually swelled and unfurled, finally transforming into a palm-sized small starfish. This was a division of the family servant, authorized by Xiang Weiguo for Xiang Chuan to bring to the school dormitory to take care of her daily life.
Xiang Chuan had initially doubted if this little guy could handle things, but after witnessing that morning a division extend two tentacles to load all her luggage onto the transport robot in one go, she gave up thinking about it.
Don’t delusionally apply 21st century science in an era 30,000 years later when humans have long since left the Solar System by countless light-years.
