Attending Tang Wen’s class was sheer agony.

The standard lecture hall was jammed with nearly every student from the Mecha Academy, and even students from other faculties flocked in just for a chance to get a close look at the youngest, most handsome, and most talented professor in Lingsi.

Zi Ye and Blan, being special cases, were allowed seats in the front row.

She glanced back at the classroom—packed like sardines—and thought to herself that if she weren’t Tang Wen’s actual student, she would bolt right now!

Lingsi University didn't mandate physical attendance; a virtual projection screen was sufficient.

This was especially true for Tang Wen’s lectures; the entire school’s virtual screens broadcasted the class live, so watching from the street was perfectly acceptable.

Showing up in person was not only taxing on energy and effort but downright bothersome.

As for the Lingsi students who used to mock her with cold sarcasm, they now felt nothing but envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Who wouldn't covet a front-row seat in Tang Wen’s class?

However, none of them possessed the credentials to sit there, and even if they did, they couldn't sit still.

As for Zi Ye, maybe her status wasn't simple, but did she truly have the substance to be Tang Wen’s student?

The students behind them whispered incessantly, discussing nothing but Tang Wen’s looks or Zi Ye.

Zi Ye pretended not to hear, propping her chin in her hand and dozing off.

She had stayed up too late last night and was thoroughly sleepy.

Being in the front row was a heavy burden.

With three minutes left until class started, someone suddenly stood up in the middle of the hall and shouted, "Student Zi Ye, I challenge you to a duel!" This single stone stirred a thousand waves, and the noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

A hall that could seat seven hundred was currently holding over a thousand people, yet not a single sound escaped.

All eyes were fixed on Zi Ye.

Zi Ye turned around to see a defiant young man standing there, staring at her with a provocative gaze.

She felt a bit bewildered and didn't know what to say.

"May I ask your name?" A burst of laughter rippled through the room.

"So, challenging someone depends on their family background now?" "Maybe he needs to remember her name for future revenge..." "This guy looks strong.

Should we place a bet on who wins?" ...

As everyone else was distracted, Du Shuangyu, sitting in the corner of the classroom, discreetly gave the young man a thumbs-up.

The young man announced loudly, "I am Mei Jing.

Jiamier, and I challenge you!" Zi Ye was confused.

"Why?" Mei Jing threw his head back.

"If I win, you must give Teacher Tang Wen to me!" The entire audience erupted.

If Tang Wen had been a female teacher and Zi Ye a man, this would undoubtedly have escalated into a soap opera with dramatic twists.