Wednesday of the seventh week of the second semester fell on April 1st, April Fools' Day.
The sixth day of the third lunar month.
Auspicious: weddings, tailoring, coming-of-age ceremonies.
Inauspicious: burials, opening market.
Sometimes, Zheng Qing felt that the old almanac was frighteningly accurate. It could always somehow peer through the will of heaven and remotely control the world's fortunes and misfortunes.
Like today, April Fools' Day. Zheng Qing had spent the whole day on guard against his companions playing pranks on him and making him look foolish, only to be thoroughly tripped up by his own little shop in the end.
Three days had passed since the Magic Ban Festival, yet the tense atmosphere on campus had only intensified. Patrol professors and school workers did everything they could to mediate between the students of the two academies, but they still could not prevent one fight after another.
The students responsible for discipline at both academies had gone mad deducting points from students of the opposing academy. For instance, walking through a corridor with too much wind in one's stride counted as running and roughhousing in an academic building—points deducted. Encountering an upperclassman from the other academy in the lakeside corridor and failing to greet him counted as discourtesy—points deducted. Even smacking one's lips while eating in the cafeteria harmed the school's honor—points deducted.
In short, both sides had reached the point of stopping at nothing over discipline. There were only reasons they had not thought of yet, never points they could not deduct.
In just three days, many students from both academies had already had their discipline scores deducted to zero. That meant they had said goodbye to the score worth five percent of their final evaluation.
Although Zheng Qing resented Alpha Academy's nonsense, he had no desire to