"Click," "Click-clack," "Snap," "Plop."
A series of sounds of people cracking sunflower seeds drifted over, making the surrounding male students itch with envy.
By this time, Principal Zheng had already been carried away, and the suffocating tension from before dissipated. The senior students relaxed, and the seriousness on their faces gradually gave way to ease.
One of the senior students swallowed hard, his eyes darting back and forth between the pile of sunflower seeds and the people eating them. Finally, he mustered his courage and asked in a weak voice, "Junior, can we share these sunflower seeds?"
The sunflower seeds were dumped onto the table with a clatter, and everyone moved chairs over to gather around, while the shells were put into the packaging bag.
Not far away, the two people pulling each other's hair were still locked in a fierce struggle. Meanwhile, the senior students seemed to have reached some kind of tacit agreement, silently taking out their phones from their pockets, pointing the cameras at the principal, and recording this scandal.
Anyway, Principal Fu has always been a kind person. When the video of him being struck by lightning circulated widely in the school last time, he didn't pursue the matter. Now, almost everyone has a copy of that video.
"Come on, junior, let's add each other as friends, I'll send you this video," a senior student said enthusiastically, while skillfully operating his phone.
Fan Daoyi saw the video footage, it showed the principal being chased and struck by lightning, with a flying knife following closely behind.
The scene was very familiar, seemingly a curse he had cast against himself. The principal of the Dawnlight Academy casting a curse on his own school's admissions—that was truly... unique.
"Excuse me, is this the freshman registration area?" A voice weakly rang out amidst the din of people eating sunflower seeds and chatting.
Everyone was chatting and eating sunflower seeds with great enthusiasm. The freshman's voice was so soft, barely audible, that it was completely overshadowed by the conversation of the upperclassmen.
"Excuse me..." The new student who came to register seemed a little anxious, but mustered up his courage and raised his voice again, weakly calling out, "Excuse me, senior students, is this the freshman registration area?"
The clear voice carried a hint of tension and unease.
Finally, someone noticed. A senior student who was near the freshman grabbed her hands and shook them excitedly. "Hello, hello, welcome, welcome! Which college are you from, freshman? Do you need any help?"
After news of the reforms spread from Guixu, the senior students looked at the freshmen like wolves seeing sheep, wondering why they were so fierce.
Naturally, I felt a surge of excitement.
The freshman was almost in tears from the sudden enthusiasm; she had social anxiety, and wondered why so many people were gathered around her...
"Hey, the war has reached its climax!" someone shouted again.
The upperclassmen quickly dispersed around the new students, scrambling for front-row seats to watch.
The freshman stood there, completely bewildered, watching as the enthusiastic upperclassmen who had just been so eager to greet him vanished in an instant.
Ah?
They were just warmly welcoming us, what's going on now?
They provided explanations at the scene.
"Wow, a perfect uppercut! The freshman's punch landed squarely on the principal's jaw, stunning him!"
"Look! The principal was just pretending to be at a disadvantage, he's counterattacked! He's counterattacked!"
"No, that freshman was alert; he dodged the principal's attack. This... this move could be...!"
He Piaojian was no longer satisfied with just using his hands; instead, he insidiously raised his leg.
"The vital point! The vital point! The freshman attacked the principal's vital point! How should the principal respond?!"
"Fantastic! The principal's jump was perfectly timed, he completely blocked the attack. Alas, it's a pity, the principal has lost this round."
With a scream, Principal Fu collapsed to the ground.
"The winner is—the new student, let's congratulate him!"
Fan Daoyi glanced at the school's official website again, uncertainly.
This is Dawnlight Academy, one of the five major academies, right? He shouldn't have come to the wrong place, so why do the students here seem even less reliable than [Eight Trigrams]?
The new student who registered did the same, taking out his phone from his pocket to double-check the address.
"Was the one who got kicked the principal, or was he a freshman who kicked him?"
The freshman's words prompted an explanation from a senior student. "It's okay, it just shows that there's a good relationship between teachers and students. Didn't you see they're all getting along well?"
The new students who registered suddenly felt that choosing Dawn was a mistake this year.
After the brief interlude, these new students either didn't come at all, or they all came at once, feeling unfamiliar with the unknown environment.
Senior students quickly stepped forward to help, but unfortunately, there weren't enough people. So Fan Daoyi took on the work of the senior students, greeting the new students.
"Mechanical Research and Reform major? Okay, your college is over there."
"The application and innovation of spiritual concepts... Oh, please come this way."
"Postpartum care for sows, does Dawn have that kind of expertise? That's really... commonplace, huh?"
The fact that these freshmen kept thanking their seniors shows that Fan Daoyi isn't very well-known yet.
After welcoming the new students, the upperclassmen thanked Fan Daoyi, saying, "We didn't expect you to know so much about us. Come on, junior, let's treat you to a meal as a way of thanking you for your help."
This good-looking and kind-hearted student was quickly featured on the confession wall.
Hey everyone, I saw a nice-looking guy at the reception desk today. Does anyone know anything about him? (Saying this to my profile.)
The message was posted on the confession wall, and a reply was received shortly afterward.
Oh, I want to know too! This senior is super nice and incredibly patient!
My senior classmate happened to be the one who greeted me today, hehe, he spoke so gently, I really like him.
Yeah, yeah, this senior is such a nice guy. Ah, why can't I find any information about him?
Most of the replies came from freshmen, while the upperclassmen who knew the truth were having a meal together.
"Come on, junior, don't be shy, eat up!"
This group of people are all very kind.
Fan Daoyi lowered his eyes, quietly enjoying his food as they revealed the plans for the new students.
"Island training exercise? Isn't this supposed to Guixu?"
"This junior knows our Dawn very well," a senior chuckled, holding her wine glass. "Right now Guixu hasn't figured out its patterns yet, so it won't be used in the Guixu exam."
A blush crept into the corners of her eyes, tinged with intoxication. "But the next exam will be the Guixu practical test."
The senior student put his arm around Fan Daoyi's shoulder and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem for you, after all, you're a genius who can solo a BOSS at the Initial Illumination Realm First Tier! Hehe, don't take Principal Zheng's words too seriously, that's how it was for their generation."
"Yes, yes," the senior student opposite echoed, "He's just an old man who was resurrected by a wish. We respect him because of his age. But in his philosophy, he believes that we, the younger generation, have no hope, Guixu can only rely on them."
"The Principal Fu is arguing with him is nonsense, that's really cool." This group of students still had some respect for the principal.