“Teacher Walker, hello, I’m the transfer student in your class. My name is Ryan Brooks.”

Snapping back to his senses, Ryan Brooks greeted Emily Walker in a calm and indifferent manner. It wasn’t that he disliked beautiful women, but rather, due to past experiences, he was more guarded around women with a fox-like allure.

Emily Walker looked at the expressionless Ryan Brooks, and her surprise was no less than Ryan Brooks’s discovery of her constitution. Ever since she was six, she had never met a man who could remain so composed upon seeing her for the first time.

Instantly, she felt a bit of goodwill toward Ryan Brooks.

“Come with me, the next class happens to be mine.”

Emily Walker walked ahead, leading Ryan Brooks toward the classroom for the next period. As they walked, she said, “I’ve read your file. You’re already twenty and just starting your freshman year, so your grades probably aren’t great. For you to transfer into Dong’an University of Technology, you must have pulled some strings. I hope you’ll study hard and not waste this opportunity.”

Ryan Brooks chuckled inwardly. Although his MIT master’s degree was something he’d hacked into the system himself, it was still real and verifiable. And as a world-renowned hacker, you’re telling me to study freshman computer basics? Are you kidding me?

Though he was grumbling inside, Ryan Brooks still replied on the surface, “Alright, Teacher Walker, I’ll do my best.”

“It’s good that you have this attitude. I’ll look after you from now on.” Emily Walker glanced back at Ryan Brooks with a slight smile, her eyes brimming with seductive charm, nearly making Ryan Brooks lose his composure.

Fortunately, Ryan Brooks wasn’t an ordinary person, so he managed to keep it together.

If others found out that Emily Walker actually smiled, the whole school would be in an uproar, and everyone would envy Ryan Brooks.

To say that Emily Walker was famous at Dong’an University of Technology would be an understatement—she was the goddess of countless male teachers and students, and even the object of some people’s secret fantasies late at night.

But no matter who she faced, Emily Walker always wore a poker face. No man had ever seen her smile, leaving many of her pursuers shut out.

There were even rumors that a mayor’s son had pursued her relentlessly, but she didn’t give him the time of day.

The Computer Science and Technology Class 2, where she was the homeroom teacher, was also a legend at Dong’an University of Technology. Although it was just a freshman class, it was extremely well-known throughout the university. Besides this seductive and sexy teacher, Class 2 also had an incredibly pure campus belle and an outrageously domineering big sister.

On the way to the classroom, Emily Walker introduced some basic information about the school to Ryan Brooks, and before they knew it, they had arrived and entered together.

The moment Emily Walker appeared, the noisy classroom immediately fell silent. All the boys’ eyes focused on her, as if they wished they could glue their eyes to her.

Emily Walker seemed used to the attention. Calmly, she introduced Lu Fan, saying, “This is Ryan Brooks, a transfer student in our class. I hope everyone will get along with him and make progress together.”

All the students looked at Ryan Brooks, and someone immediately exclaimed, “Isn’t that the guy who rides that nearly falling-apart Phoenix 28 bicycle? He’s actually in our class.”

Phoenix 28 bicycle?

A look of confusion flashed in Emily Walker’s eyes, but she didn’t ask what was going on. She said to Ryan Brooks, “Find a seat for now. As for textbooks, the class monitor will take you to the textbook office at noon to get them.”

“Thank you, Teacher Walker.”

Ryan Brooks thanked her and walked toward the seats below the podium. But as soon as he reached the first row, he stopped.

Right in front of him was the pure girl in the white dress he’d met earlier.

“Fairy, what a coincidence—we’re actually in the same class.”

Ryan Brooks smiled, pulled a chair from the back row, and, not caring whether the desk could fit another person, sat right next to the pure girl.

Seeing this, all the boys in the class shot Ryan Brooks murderous looks. You’re a new student, and you’re already sitting with the campus belle? None of the other boys have ever enjoyed this privilege.

The pure girl frowned slightly, bit her lip, scooted to the side, and cast a pleading look at the homeroom teacher, Emily Walker.

Emily Walker frowned, looked at the “innocent” Ryan Brooks, and, recalling how calm he’d been when they first met, said to the pure girl, “Sarah Hill, Ryan Brooks doesn’t have a textbook. As the class monitor, share yours with him for this class.”

“What, Sarah Hill!”

When Ryan Brooks heard the campus belle’s name, his eyes lit up and he laughed to himself: “Hahaha, what a small world! What a coincidence—this girl is actually the Sarah Hill I’m supposed to protect. My master wasn’t lying; she really is a pure and beautiful college student!”

At this moment, Ryan Brooks was delighted, but Sarah Hill felt extremely aggrieved. Still, since the homeroom teacher had spoken, as the class monitor, could she really refuse to help a classmate or move to another seat?

“Alright, Teacher Walker.”

Sarah Hill nodded to Emily Walker, but her lips were pouting high. Thinking about having to take Ryan Brooks to get textbooks at noon, she was even more worried, afraid that Ryan Brooks would be glib with her again.

At this moment, the other boys were extremely envious of Ryan Brooks. The homeroom teacher had personally assigned him to sit next to the pure campus belle—just thinking about it was thrilling. This guy’s luck was off the charts.