In the center of the campus square, brilliant lights swirled everywhere.
March 7th stood beneath the stage and couldn't help exclaiming.
"This... how is this possible? Why is the president..."
A man wearing a monkey mask stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, saying with a serious expression:
"Hello, students—or rather, a-peeling to you all!"
"What on earth?" Yan Huan walked out of the crowd.
"Why is it monkeys again? Has this place been occupied by Mount Emei?"
"Holy crap!" a student nearby exclaimed. "It's a Sleepy Banana Monkey!"
"Wahahaha, this is amazing!!"
"A Sleepy Banana Monkey!! I love the Sleepy Banana Monkey!!"
Yan Huan: "..."
On the stage, the old monkey chuckled.
"I am [Professor Primon]."
"Of course, everyone can also call me by a more popular name—Professor Banana!"
"Hahahahaha!!"
He burst into laughter and looked around the surroundings.
"Were all you students given a fright?"
"Don't worry, I haven't gone stupid or crazy. The only reason I came on stage in this outfit is to show the new students the style of Origami University—"
"Hey, you, get down here!"
A male student wearing a Student Council uniform walked onto the stage, snatched the microphone from the old monkey, and said aggressively:
"Who told you to dress like this? Points deducted, must deduct points!"
"Which college are you from? Who is your counselor?"
"..." The old monkey wore a bewildered expression.
He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and narrowed his eyes.
"This student, are you sick?"
"Why don't you take a good look at who I am."
"I don't care who you are!"
The young man puffed out his chest with a steadfast gaze.
"The department head said this is a crucial moment for the campus celebration, and our Discipline Inspection Department