Chapter 138 President of Nan University

this circle and meet Wang Weiwei, or rather, the man who left a deep impression on him later.In the villa area of Rongcheng Garden, Wang Weiwei appears somewhat nervous, sitting at his own desk. Lin...Chapter 138: President of N University

When Su Cen was attending the previous Political Economy class, Su Yiyi, who served as a counselor, appeared at the door. The professor teaching the course stopped and the students began to murmur.

The reason for this is that next to Su Yiyi's office is an organizational department of the university party committee, and there was also a member from the president's office present. These two individuals were not recognized by most of the students as they weren't well-known at N University and rarely seen in large events or activities. However, for those who have served in the student committees above college level or團委 (youth league), this person was quite familiar to them. His signature carried more weight than many others when it came to securing financial support from the university.

Next to Su Cen, Xiao Xu turned around and whispered with some caution and bewilderment, "I heard that everyone is talking about your disciplinary measures. Could it be that there's an internal decision regarding the incident at the School Reunion Festival"

Not only did Xiao Xu feel this way; Zhang Xiaqiao, who lived in the school dormitory and had the best chance of hearing these rumors, Li Han, who washed his socks clean after playing ball every day since he started dating Su Cen, as well as most people in the classroom, turned to look at Su Cen with mostly blank expressions. They were clearly worried and pessimistic about him. Of course, there were also some who took pleasure in others' misfortune towards him.

The investigation into and internal discussion of the handling of the incident during N University's School Reunion Festival had already begun long ago. Many people were waiting to see Su Cen’s final outcome. Although it hadn't been officially announced, judging from the premonitions before this event, the outlook wasn’t optimistic.

The professor understood their purpose and nodded, then continued lecturing at the blackboard. University courses are a public resource and should not be held up for any one person.

Su Yiyi walked down the aisle towards Su Cen, whispered something to him, and Su Cen stood up, nodded at Su Yiyi, and followed him out of the classroom along the aisle.

Only after they left did a murmur arise from those in the auditorium watching behind them.

"That student, is he the one from last year's homecoming economic forum" "Homecoming Which one The fourth-year class you just saw leave I was in class during that economic forum. Why are people always talking about this economic forum What's going on exactly..."

"Tsk tsk, Su Cen has been summoned again. The department heads love to invite him for tea chats. Wonder if it’s Dean Zhang or Lu Chanming this time. This student comes from a powerful background—I heard the international trade school third-year students talking about him yesterday; apparently he founded some big company," "And the headquarters is even in America, no wonder Qian Zhongyuan, Qian Feng and Fan Qiyi, the president of the Student Council, all talk about him as if it's a taboo subject."

"…Yeah, when I was first-year and he was too, we were classmates. He’s been causing trouble since freshman year—Qian Zhongyuan got completely fooled around with at the orientation meeting that time; everyone laughed so hard afterward. This guy is classic passive-aggressive. Later on there were many incidents—I heard he joined Nanda University’s Entrepreneur Club without going through formal channels last semester, and he made quite a splash at an exchange event with Shanghai International Studies University. Although this time what he did isn’t bad, it seems like after the incident, more people would support him than oppose him, but I think it’s unlikely to get over easily since he disrupted the solemn atmosphere of the university during the economic forum."

"Ah, you share a dorm building with that guy—Thirteenth Building for Business and Management I heard after his rant against malicious competition at the economic forum, all the girls in Wen College wrote him letters," "Is there such a thing There's a Wang Ruolin in Wen College, did she write one"

"I don't know about these things. All I know is that when I went to their dorm last time, it was decked out better than our school’s grad student apartments with water heaters. They had air conditioners, water heaters, washing machines, coffee makers worth thousands of yuan and paper shredders; they even installed small printers in the corners of the walls for neighboring students to use for free printing—quite a spectacle. Su Cen's desk is always piled high with letters; his roommates say he converts lots of messages into printed mail every day. While others read textbooks by lamplight at night, he reads documents, but even so his GPA still stays above 3.7. Looks like geniuses are never too many around here…"

"Genius So what if someone’s a genius Everyone says students from prestigious universities are the cream of the crop—find an excellent job and enter high society, hit upon the right environment to fully utilize your strengths; you might be envied for having everything go smoothly."

“But once there's no such光環 (halo), in an unsuitable environment despite being well-read, most will be worn down by monotonous life and societal pressure until their sharpness is gone. By then, we'll all have big bellies like ordinary people; who would remember that you were once full of knowledge or had great aspirations Who cares if you’re happy or sad When Bill Gates spoke at Nanda University's auditorium last time, he said before success no one cares about your feelings. The same applies: when you haven't succeeded, nobody will care whether you're a genius. If Su Cen were expelled from the university and we graduated to start our careers years later, we’d only remember him through gatherings or memory; who would know that he left this school Who would care if he was a genius”

Someone pondered for a moment before saying, “It’s too bad though. One person standing up against the entire administrative authority is like trying to break an egg with his head—doomed from the start…”

"Break an egg with one's head" A voice came from behind the speaker; several people turned around and saw Li Han, a tall and muscular figure. He noticed them looking at him and smiled lightly as he looked towards the classroom door, “I’d like to correct that… Su Cen is not a coward. Power stems from the fear of those being oppressed, but for this guy, there’s probably nothing in this university or even Shanghai that can make him feel afraid.”

The sudden cacophony was like fighter jets flying low overhead. The professor lecturing furrowed his brows and tried to increase the volume of his voice, suppressing this restlessness in the campus at the end of autumn…...

Although Su Yi-ji only whispered to Su Can to come out with him for a bit, Su Can had already guessed some possibilities. As expected, when they left the building and arrived at Bi Yuan, Wang Xiaoyi, who was the president, was instructing several people by his side. Among them were men in short-sleeved shirts who were obviously long-term chief executives sitting behind desks in certain school institutions, as well as professors with white strands of hair mixed into their hair.

Wang Xiaoyi still wore golden-framed glasses and a light blue shirt. Although he appeared slightly plump, he was over 180 centimeters tall. Moreover, during his conversation, he exuded an air of laziness. If one looked at Wang Xiaoyi's resume, they would know that he wasn't simple. After obtaining a postdoctoral degree from Nan University in his youth and studying abroad in Federal Germany with high scores in magnetic resonance technology, he returned to China as part of the first batch of "Yangtze River Scholars," recommended by the program. He was appointed as the president of Nan University by the Central Government and State Council, a member of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, chief expert of the national '973' plan, and concurrently served as the director of the Key Laboratory for Polymer Engineering under the Ministry of Education and the Shanghai High Magnetic Materials Research and Development Center.

This resume indicated that Wang Xiaoyi was an academic official who not only had a solid foundation in Shanghai but also held significant positions at the national level, capable of influencing policy-making decisions on certain levels. He was a formidable figure.

Su Can didn't doubt that if Wang Xiaoyi made any decision, he would have considerable influence to minimize external impact and enforce his own will. Of course, this also demonstrated his strength.

Subconsciously, Su Can categorized Wang Xiaoyi among the major figures he had encountered so far.

Song Zhen's family, Senchuan Enterprises, also had a background rooted in the Information Industry Department at the deputy minister level. On this level, they should be on par with Wang Xiaoyi, making them of the same caliber. Similarly, Wang Weiwei’s father, Wang Bo, who was the secretary of the Chengdu Municipal Committee, belonged to the same weight class as Wang Xiaoyi. Being in the same weight class meant that if Wang Xiaoyi did something, it would be extremely difficult for others to interfere.

As for Gao Hong, whom Zhan Hua could rely on like a legman, due to his family connections, he should be half a notch above Wang Xiaoyi. His two elder brothers were the heads of heavyweight state-owned enterprises and high-ranking officials at the minister level in national ministries, while his grandmother, Lady Gao, held a prominent position as a vice-state-level official.

If one weighed things carefully, Su Can didn't doubt that someone behind Zhan Hua had already made moves in this regard. The other party had long been encircling him; the channel war currently being faced by Lin Guangdong's Pineapple Media was evident proof of this influence and pressure extending to Nan University was inevitable. Otherwise, why would Su Can be standing here

Seeing Wang Xiaoyi standing there calmly without showing any signs of pressure made Su Can's brows furrow slightly. It seemed that the current situation had them directly on a hot stove, and breaking through this deadlock wouldn't be an easy task.

"You must be Su Can..." Wang Xiaoyi turned around with a smile. By his side stood Su Can’s counselor Su Yi Yi and Nan University's School of Economics Vice Dean Lu Chan Ming, both looking rather displeased.

Su Can thought that this composure was indeed impressive, mainly due to the psychological pressure caused by preconceived notions. After all, Wang Xiaoyi was the president of a top-ranked university in the country. When ordinary people mentioned Tsinghua or Peking University, they would always feel a sense of reverence. Foreigners couldn’t understand why these two universities were idolized in Chinese hearts. Compared to them, the first ones that came into consideration were schools like Nanjing University and Zhejiang University. Although their rankings weren't at the peak of heaven, they still stood tall among other mountains. Those who had experienced an educational system within China deeply understood this sentiment. Every year, thousands would rush towards these universities, only to be disappointed and fail along the way.

Some people couldn’t even set foot in any of these ideal universities.

Su Can recalled a classmate from his university who had won an academic scholarship that year. It was said that this student had fallen short when applying for Nanjing University and, out of anger, chose to study at his secondary college instead. He vowed to get into Nanjing University's graduate program even in a second-rate school. Later on, when he received his third scholarship, the classmate used the money to buy a ticket to Nanjing, wandering around the area for several days before returning home. His first sentence upon return was "I finally went to Nanjing University."

Su Can didn't know whether that classmate eventually fulfilled his wish and studied at Nanjing University's graduate program. But in both of his lifetimes, he remembered the expression on that person’s face, filled with a fervor that he could understand but was long gone from his own life.

Currently, Su Can stood right here, within Nanjing University's campus, facing Wang Xiaoyi—the president of the university whose name was heard by many but rarely seen in person. He was also an academician at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

The white light reflecting off Wang Xiaoyi’s glasses from autumn sunlight made his eyes indiscernible. Nobody knew what he was thinking about as he faced this Nanjing University's troublemaker who had been causing him headaches. to the second floor, which allows them to avoid greeting people in the main hall.At this point, someone sitting near the entrance approaches Su Can and whispers, "That's Tang Wu’s friend." Meanwhile,...