Long Aotian Transmigrated into the Wrong Noble Academy

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Shi Huaibai is a “Long Aotian.” One day, he was dragged by a system into a noble academy dimensional world, turning into the academy’s cowardly, timid, and impoverished student.

Shi Huaibai: “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the young because they are po—”

Before he could finish his sentence, the wind roared past him. A long line of Lamborghinis spread out in a row. At the very end of the convoy: a Rolls-Royce Phantom took center stage. The driver respectfully opened the door, and the F4 elegantly stepped out.

Shi Huaibai: “…”

Bro, you’re posing even harder than me?!

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The System told Shi Huaibai: “The F4 are the four individuals at the top of the noble academy’s food chain. They live lives of luxury and dissipation and are cold and ruthless. So, our mission is?”

Shi Huaibai: “Merely collecting four lackeys! Those who submit to me will prosper, and those who resist me shall perish. I want to take back everything that belongs to me!”

System: “Bro…“

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F1 is the Student Council President. He pretends to be refined but is actually scum; he often disguises himself as gentle and considerate, but he is merely gold on the outside and rotting cotton on the inside.

At first, F1 just treated Shi Huaibai like a pretty puppy—obedient and cute, someone to carry bags, serve tea, and pour water, coming when called and leaving when dismissed.

At an auction, Shi Huaibai stared dead ahead: “In this world, there is nothing I cannot obtain, only things I do not want!”

He bravely made a move on a broken rock, increasing the bid by one hundred thousand at a time. displaying a battle array that swore not to give up on the broken rock. When 20 million was mentioned, he struck immediately.

“Wait, stop, this isn’t allowed!” Under F1’s terrified gaze, Shi Huaibai fiercely grabbed the other’s hand, interlocking their fingers.

F1 was stunned: “Eh…”

Holding hands?

Is the pretty puppy… acting spoiled?

Finally, Shi Huaibai let out a loud shout, raising the hand he had interlocked with F1: “Light the Sky Lantern!!!”

We Long Aotians are extremely familiar with auction procedures!!!

Obedient puppy—NoNoNo!

King of Beagles—gogogo!

F2 most detests dodder flowers who rely on others—those who look pretty and boneless but are actually blood-sucking midges.

For example, he recently noticed a “new dog” beside F1—Shi Huaibai.

F2 would often inadvertently hear news about Shi Huaibai. Even inadvertently scrolling through the forums, he would see Shi Huaibai’s photos being discussed and praised by people on the academy forum.

Thus, F2 inadvertently commented: “Just a gold digger, what’s so good to look at?”

Forum Netizen: “The person above cursed in every single one of Shi Huaibai’s threads, but then clicked into every single one of Shi Huaibai’s threads. Are you a fan who loves to hate-follow?”

F2 smashed his phone: “I… I am not!”

Later, when he “accidentally met” Shi Huaibai, he smiled contemptuously: “Sure enough, a gold digger!”

Shi Huaibai understood: “So this is a duel between men!”

He countered with a backhand shoulder throw, beating F2 until he was half-paralyzed: “Defying the heavens might have exceptions, but defying me leaves no chance of survival. Now recognize clearly, who is it that you must submit to.”

That very night, a new comment appeared on Shi Huaibai’s hate-thread: [Whoever owns this ancient-style young wolf with a baby face, hurry up and take him away.]

The romantic and dissolute art student, F3, saw Shi Huaibai for the first time at the auction and immediately viewed him as a heavenly being.

He followed his old methods of keeping lovers to provide for Shi Huaibai, transferring money, sending flowers, buying bags, going on dates, and lighting candles for Shi Huaibai every day.

“Blue gum trees are poisonous; not a blade of grass grows around them, yet they allow the migratory birds to rest there. Very beautiful, right?”

Shi Huaibai: “Good looking.”

“This perfume is MFK’s A La Rose. The first drop of dew extracted from 250 Grasse roses represents love regardless of gender.”

Shi Huaibai: “Good smell.”

F3: “Blah blah blah… luxury car.”

Shi Huaibai: “Good car.”

F3: “Blah blah blah… fireworks feast.”

Shi Huaibai, zoning out: “Good taste.”

F3: “Hmm???”

You NPC straight man.

F4 is elusive like a divine dragon, seeing the head but not the tail, and is indifferent toward Shi Huaibai.

Over time, Shi Huaibai really stopped pressing his warm face against a cold backside: “Today you ignore me, tomorrow I will be someone you can’t afford to reach. Whose love do you think you are rejecting? It is the love of a god.”

During his business trip in Northern Europe, F4 would occasionally recall that excessively pretty face of Shi Huaibai and fall into a silent trance. He thought: It’s bad. Shi Huaibai has really caught his attention.

The day he returned to the country, F4 walked out of the airport and saw that face that had kept him awake at night.

“It’s been ten years.” F4 was shocked: Did Shi Huaibai wait for him for ten years?

Shi Huaibai, who had already achieved great success in his career, nodded slightly: “You’re back?”

F4 choked up a little: “Yes.”

Shi Huaibai: “Ten years…”

He suddenly changed the subject: “The ten-year period has arrived. The weather is getting cold; it’s time for the Wang family to go bankrupt! Just you wait!”

“I am going to acquire your company.”

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Long Aotian Transmigrated into the Wrong Noble Academy

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