An Accidental Encounter with Royalty

"What? Does the principal look scary?"

"No, no, that's not true at all."

Wuling hurriedly waved his hand in denial, his gaze involuntarily glancing down slightly. He swore it was only one glance, but that one glance left him stunned by the unparalleled strength.

This is almost bigger than his head!

Wuling suddenly realized that the overall appearance of the Star Torch Academy seemed to be above average, whether it was the teachers, students, or even the principal.

From Xigelika to Cartethyia, Changli, Cantarella, Danya, Tsubaki, Chisaki, Jinhsi, Phrolova, and now Principal Luosela, emmm, maybe we can add Carlotta, whom I've only seen on my phone.

Goodness, it would have been better if he hadn't calculated it. Once he did, Wuling suddenly realized that in less than a week since he came to the Star Torch Academy, he had already met so many girls, and they were all very beautiful.

Wuling felt that even the dogs at the Star Torch Academy could be dragged into a beauty pageant.

Being liked by other children as a child and having great luck with the opposite sex as an adult—what does that make you? A protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel?

But it does seem really fun.

But then again, why aren't there any guys? It feels like they can only attract girls. No, it shouldn't even be called attracting; most of them seem to have met by chance.

Ah, I'm actually starting to miss Jingran a little. It's a pity we're not in the same academy. Otherwise, if Jingran, along with him, Calcharo, and Lingyang, the four of them could conquer the world together. Well, let's forget about Lingyang; at first glance, probably no one would mistake him for a guy.

(Qingxiao messed up the snow leopard, I'll never forget that for the rest of my life.)

Wuling relaxed his tense shoulders slightly and scratched the back of his neck a little embarrassedly.

In that instant, a bunch of images flashed through my mind, such as being ordered to dismantle the stove on the spot, or having the club activity room sealed off, but none of them happened.

Wuling: "The principal looks not only very beautiful, but also very gentle. How could she possibly be a devil?"

Who cares about the details? Just praise her first, after all, I doubt any woman dislikes being praised.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Luosela's lips curled up even higher, and her smile seemed even gentler.

"Oh, what a sweet talker! You're so old, why are you talking about being pretty? But the principal just likes little ones like you."

Seeing the positive feedback, Wuling immediately pressed his advantage and continued to praise the product.

"No way! The principal looks very young, like he's in his early twenties, in the prime of his life."

That's true, and of course, the previous statement is also true. This principal does look very young, with fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs. She also seems very capable in all aspects.

After a sincere and apt compliment, Luosela's eyes lit up with a wide smile.

Her already gentle and elegant features softened even more, and as she looked at the sensible and articulate boy in front of her, her tone even carried a hint of doting.

"You're quite the smooth talker, aren't you?"

Although he was making joking remarks, the upturned corners of his lips couldn't hide his joy.

Nabomo, who was standing next to her, stared blankly, then quietly turned her head and winked frantically at Phrolova beside her, silently complaining.

[Is he always this good at sweet-talking people? I've rarely seen the principal this happy.]

Phrolova glanced at Wu Wuling, who appeared calm but was actually quite composed, blinked her gray eyes slightly, and shook her head gently.

How could I possibly know what he was like before? We only learned each other's names today.

But looking at Wuling's eloquent manner, Phrolova couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration.

If she were to compliment someone, she would probably only say things like "You're great" or "You're really good," which is worlds apart from the way Wuling is right in front of her.

Damn it, I can't beat them in strength, and I can't beat them in eloquence either.

But in reality, Wuling only knows these two lines all these years. He really can't think of anything more for the time being. But quality over quantity is the key, and he has made a living off these two lines.

Wuling maintained a calm expression on his face, but inwardly he nodded in approval.

It's safe now.

Sure enough, girls of all ages can't resist sincere compliments.

Especially with a gentle elder like Luosela, who responds better to soft words than harsh ones, praising her is always the right thing to do.

Luosela, her fingertips lightly touching the corner of her lips to hide her smile, and spoke softly:

"No matter how young I am, I'm still an old man who's watched you all grow up and enter school."

Her gaze swept gently over the vibrant young men and women filling the room, her tone soft and lingering, tinged with a touch of melancholy.

"Xingju Education has never stopped teaching book knowledge. I hope that every child here can live freely and passionately, retaining their own little personality and little romance."

"You must be wondering why there are so many exceptions in the Star Society, right? Because I believe that the passion and naivety of young people should not be confined by rules."

"Of course, safety can't be neglected either. After all, personal safety is the most important thing. I will send people over to check regularly. I don't want anything to happen to my beloved students."

As she spoke, a faint trace of nostalgia lingered in Luosela's eyes; after all, she had felt the same way back then.

Wow, so the Principal is the backer of the Star Society?

I feel like I've accidentally wandered into the imperial court's territory. What did you say? We're all family now? Oh well, it's alright then.

Alright, I won't keep you from welcoming the new students any longer.

Luosela smiled faintly, took half a step back, and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, she glanced at Wuling and Phrolova a few more times and whispered some words of advice:

"Two new classmates, now that you've joined the Star Society, enjoy your time here. Don't be shy, just be yourself."

"Thank you, Principal."

The two responded in unison.

"Wait, Principal Luosela, you forgot your things."

Nabomo handed a bag containing cookies to Principal Luosela.

"Oh right, I almost forgot about that."

Luosela as she took the bag Nabomo handed her.

"Nabomo's cookie-making skills are superb. I highly recommend you try them; I guarantee you won't forget them."

After taking the bag, he didn't forget to turn back and recommend it to the two of them.

"I've already tried it, and it's really delicious."

Wuling and Phrolova both nodded; these were indeed the best cookies they had ever eaten.

Luosela slightly, turned and slowly walked out of the activity room, her purple figure disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Once the footsteps were completely silenced, the entire activity room was instantly reopened.

The members who had just been behaving obediently and acting like honest people instantly reverted to their carefree, uninhibited selves.

"Wow, Rover! You've already managed to make the principal so happy so soon. From now on, you'll be our club's mouthpiece."

"Don't talk nonsense about Scars. This junior's oral skills are so good, why don't you join your older sister..."

Damn, sis, stop talking, or it'll get out.

Nabomo moved right up to Wuling, her face filled with worship.

"I'm impressed. I've known the principal for so long, and I've never seen her laugh so happily more than a few times. You, Rover, are truly impressive."

Wuling coughed lightly, feigning composure. "Basic operation, basic operation."

No wonder the protagonists in novels all love to show off; it feels so good!

Only he himself knew that what he had just done was all improvisation, combined with genuine emotion.

Whether they'll improvise first or let their true feelings flow first, remains to be seen.

Phrolova, standing to the side, watched his feigned composure, a faint smile playing on her lips.

He truly is the man I've set my sights on; he's extraordinary indeed.

Nabomo immediately revived the atmosphere, clapping her hands with boundless energy.

"Alright, alright, the principal's inspection is over, the crisis is averted, the orientation activities will continue."

"The new members have just arrived, so let's officially begin the activities. Eat snacks, chat, play games—do whatever you want! Today's focus is on having fun, and all expenses are on me, the president!"