North Borough, Backlund University of Industry and Technology.
Sunday morning was the end of the day-and-a-half-long entrance exam. Many parents of students gathered at the entrance of the university, waiting for the candidates to leave the examination room.
Most of them were decent Gentlemen, ladies, looking at the huge steam locomotive in the square at the school entrance with concern but not eagerness, towards the increasingly noisy teaching building, but there were also a few parents wearing work clothes such as canvas pants and postman uniforms.
The latter's expression was obviously more awkward and nervous. Compared with middle-class families who had more choices, this exam was related to the future of their whole family.
Some distance away from them, on the side of the square, a man wearing a silk top hat and a thin black formal suit, who looked to be over thirty years old, was looking up at the retired locomotive with an industrial aesthetic. Next to him stood a young woman with long light blond hair and a round face, who spoke slowly:
"... After the first batch of trains equipped with improved steam engines gradually replaced the old locomotives, Technical College bought the decommissioned locomotive and prepared it for demolition. As one of the attractions for the college's external display, after Technical College was upgraded to University of Industry and Technology, the entire square was preserved..."
Following her introduction, Benson·Moretti, who looked older than his peers with black hair and brown eyes, already had a trace of wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. He kept nodding his head, his curious eyes lingering on the complex pipelines and traces of rust on the front of the train, and he suddenly asked:
"Can it still run?"
"I think it should be okay. After all, it's just old, not broken. But maybe you have to ask Melissa, she knows more about these industrial products."
The woman replied with a smile, looking towards the teaching building where candidates were leaving.
Among the excited or frustrated crowd, a girl with black hair tied behind her head and a stationery bag in her hand strode towards this side, with unconcealable joy on her face.
Seeing the other party's expression, Benson finally felt relieved.
He knew how much his sister had prepared for this entrance exam. If she felt that there was no problem, she would definitely pass.
"Benson!" Still some distance away from him, Melissa waved his hand and said hello. Then his eyes fell on the blond woman next to him, and his tone immediately changed. "... Brother, why are you with Lily Miss?"
"I heard from Benson that your exams were over today, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect to meet him." Lily Granger, who was wearing a light green dress that made her blond hair more dazzling, did not hide her concern for Melissa. "How did the exam go? I heard that the exam questions this time were written by Professor Momont who just took office. He is famous for his strictness in Backlund University."
"The previous questions are indeed difficult, but the final essay question is about the application of Radio Communication that has appeared in recent years. I... happened to have read relevant works and have a basic understanding."
Melissa frowned at first and then changed the topic and smiled.
"It seems that you will become my alumnus in two months. Congratulations, Melissa!"
"Thank you!"
After exchanging pleasantries, the three of them left the square where the steam locomotive was displayed and walked toward the gate that became crowded not far away.
As a student who has been studying here for two years, Lily naturally introduced this newly reorganized school. Melissa listened with bright eyes, looking forward to the upcoming university life in his heart. Benson joined the conversation from time to time, skillfully guiding Lily so that her introduction would not get stuck in some unpopular topics.
When passing the gate facing the street, Melissa saw a one-meter-high temporary wooden platform next to the door. There were tables and chairs on it. Several men and women who were obviously not students were busy around it. Many students and parents were surrounding it, and noisy conversations continued.
"What is that?" she asked curiously, her gaze resting on the half-blocked banner, "Student Aid Fund..."
Lily also had doubts in her eyes. When she passed by after school two days ago, this place was just an empty space.
"It's 'Loen Charity Student Aid Fund'." Benson stopped and explained with a smile, "They were only established this week under the leadership of Goddess Church, but many nobles and Rich Merchant have already made large donations. The kingdom's Ministry of Finance will send a team to participate in the operation to ensure the safety of the funds. I have submitted an application and am ready to join this team."
"Why does Ministry of Finance want to participate in the operation of a charity organization?"
Lily's light-colored eyebrows moved, attracting Benson's attention, and he raised a question at the right time.
"Because their main target of assistance is students from various public schools, Kingdom Government has just gone through an employee recruitment expansion, and is very interested in everything that can be involved... As a formal employee of Ministry of Finance, doing this well will help my evaluation at the end of the year, well, and the increase in weekly salary."
Benson explained with excitement, obviously very satisfied with this system that can improve his salary through his own efforts.
He is more assertive and confident than before, maybe because he passed the internship period and became a formal government employee, maybe because Lily Miss is by his side...
Melissa raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked away from the two people who were getting closer due to the conversation in front of him. He looked at the "Loen Charity Student Aid Fund" promotion stand not far away, and suddenly stopped on a woman.
So beautiful... No, according to Benson, it is actually impolite to directly praise a woman like this in Backlund, but I can't think of other words... Melissa stared blankly for a few seconds before looking away with difficulty.
Black hair, purple eyes, if they were still there, if they... Melissa blinked quickly, only to find Lily in front of him walking towards the wooden platform with some hesitation.
"Christine, thanks to your suggestion last time, I was able to pay attention to the harmony between my clothing and the environment when I went to other schools with Student Aid Fund's staff for the first two times to hold promotional activities..."
During a break in handing out leaflets, Audrey, who was wearing a long white dress, a gauze hat, and no jewelry except for an inconspicuous bracelet on her wrist, whispered to Angel beside her.
Her gratitude came from the bottom of her heart.
When he went to a public elementary school on the fringe of East Borough, Audrey finally understood what his "normal" living standard and dress meant in the eyes of poor students, and what he should really care about as a director of Charity Fund.
In the past few days, in addition to necessary social activities, she has devoted herself wholeheartedly to the operation of the fund, and plans to compile a work manual suitable for Student Aid Fund. In addition to the professional part, it also includes the dress and etiquette that should be paid attention to when contacting applicants from different regions and classes.
This is not difficult for Audrey who is proficient in the etiquette of various occasions, has a considerable degree of grammatical knowledge, and is even a "Spectator" who can observe people's emotions. However, she had no knowledge of this aspect until she was reminded by Angel.
Not only me, but my family and the servants at home are not aware of this. They feel that a daughter of Earl dresses like me when she goes out in public, which means that Hall Family has encountered a major financial crisis. When facing the people, one should not be arrogant, but must maintain the etiquette of a noble...
She murmured in her heart, took the Student Aid Fund application form from another staff member, checked it briefly and put it into the document bag. Then because "Empress" Miss beside her did not respond, she looked curiously and saw a flash of surprise on the latter's face.
If it weren't for "Spectator"'s keen observation, she would have gotten past her... Audrey immediately moved his eyes, followed the other person's line of sight, and saw a young woman walking towards the propaganda platform.
"Hello, I would like to ask, do you accept donations?"
This woman with long pale blond hair tied neatly behind her head, with jewel-like purple eyes and a reassuring round face, her eyes wandered, and she finally chose Audrey and came to her table and asked.
"Sorry, we do not accept private donations for the time being, but you can learn about the application conditions of Student Aid Fund and introduce them to people in need. This will also help us and them."
Audrey showed a sincere smile and rejected the woman's enthusiasm.
This is the conclusion of the first Board Meeting discussion after the establishment of Student Aid Fund. Due to sufficient funds, there is no need to worry about operational problems for the time being. We decided to wait until everything is on track before accepting donations from the social level. Before that, Audrey raised funds between the government, nobles and Rich Merchant, so as to avoid operational problems and negative news to the greatest extent.
Recalling these contents in his mind, Audrey handed a beautifully printed leaflet to the enthusiastic blond woman. At the same time, he observed the other party with a natural expression, trying to see why she received the attention of "Empress" Miss, which even caused some changes in her expression.
Upon closer inspection, the "Hypnotist" immediately discovered the key.
She has long pale blond hair, purple eyes, and although her face shape is different, her facial features are somewhat similar to "Empress" Miss's other identity, "Golden Queen" Angelica Zaki, who has a reward of 100,000 pounds...
"Justice" Audrey An idea popped up uncontrollably in his mind.
She immediately Persuasion buried it deep in her heart, and watched indifferently as the disappointed blond woman slowly left, and met up with a serious man waiting not far away who had a slightly backward hairline but had the air of a government employee, and walked out of the school gate accompanied by another black-haired girl who seemed to be underage.
After firmly remembering the appearance, gait, subtle movements and other characteristics of the three people, Audrey pretended to look casually at "Empress" Miss beside him and said:
"What a kind-hearted Miss, right? Christine."
"Yeah..."
Angel also sighed, looking away from the backs of Lily, Melissa and Benson, looking at the burning eyes of Audrey next to him, feeling guilty for no reason.
Next time, Klein will accompany this enthusiastic charity person, and it will be the big Miss "Spectator" Pathway Beyonder!
She thought bitterly, and while gloating in advance, she was also a little worried that Klein would see something that Spectator shouldn't let her know, such as last night...
After finishing Loen Charity Student Aid Fund's work, Angel returned to his residence to have lunch. Before he had time to take a nice nap, he was told by housekeeper Ribak that Baron Cinderas was visiting again.
I hope it won't be the conspiracy of "Spectator" Demigod. The same routine will be annoying to everyone... She muttered and received this Baron at the same place as last week. The only difference was that Angel's housekeeper and Baron's personal servant were both present.
"I'm very relieved and apologetic that you allowed me to come in here after what happened last week."
After sitting down, without much greeting, Baron Cinderas apologized vaguely for last week's farce, then took a document from the hands of his close friend Male Servant and handed it to Angel.
The latter took the document and turned his doubtful gaze to Baronet's hand, discovering that it was a real estate certification document and the accompanying transfer contract.
"Baron, this is?"
She asked curiously, but there was a hint of expectation in her heart.
"After you sign your name, this Backlund winery in the suburbs will belong to you," Cinderas leaned on the sofa and said with a natural expression, "This is my 'apology'."