In the era of national awakening, Shen Yan tested positive for "no sequence" and was thrown into Class Bing-9, the worst class in the school.
Everyone thought he was finished.
He himself was very satisfied.
Waste, safe, no one expected. A perfect ordinary life.
Only seven girls thought otherwise.
They are the Seven Rulers of the Night Law Society. They hold the seven secret lines of business, intelligence, security, medical care, public opinion, technology, and field service. Their influence spreads across the college and the city. They stood in front of Shen Yan respectfully and regarded him as the only "law in charge".
Shen Yan pulled out the psychological evaluation report from that year: "Listen, you are a trauma support group after the youth training camp accident. I am not the manager, I am just the person in charge of the schedule at the time."
Qi Zhigui bowed his head: "Zhang Lu sets the first rule, and order begins from that moment."
Shen Yan: "I don't want to fight on duty."
Qi Zhigui was silent for a moment: "I've even thought of an excuse, and it's watertight."
Later, Class Bingjiu relied on a few rules he casually set to counterattack. The chaebol reorganized its board of directors because of his words, "This is unfair." The City League changed the rules overnight because he said the "positioning was too chaotic."
Shen Yan watched the world become more and more outrageous, and silently took out the follow-up consultation form.
"Doctor, I think they are more serious than me."
The school doctor brought up the power distribution map of the Night Law Society and pushed up his glasses: "Shen Yan, do you want to explain how you destroyed the underground boxing gym of the three families with just one sentence?"
Shen Yan looked at his admission manual filled with "Today's Rules" and fell into a deeper silence.
