Garen hung up the phone resolutely without a word, and Triss kept talking as soon as she got excited, and she wouldn't stop for half an hour.
I looked at the time, it was still early, and I didn’t go to the freshman ceremony until after dinner in the afternoon. It happened to be this time to go around and get to know the campus.
Just as he was about to go out after packing up his things, the dormitory was opened head-on, and three tall, thin boys wearing glasses came in, all three tall men were wearing glasses, dragging their suitcases, chatting and laughing with each other.
The one who took the lead saw Garen in the dormitory at a glance, and was startled, as if he was dazzled by the handsome man's halo.
"It's all right now, there is hope for the fellowship in the dormitory," he murmured incomprehensible words.
"It's not hopeful, maybe we can find Jaina's dormitory," murmured a pair of glasses behind.
"Now who dares to say that our dormitory is poor and thin! Hahaha!!" The last boy laughed funnyly.
"Garon." Garen stretched out his hand and shook hands with the three of them.
"Messi." "Alexander." "Catielin."
The spoken American with three different accents made it difficult for Garen to sound.
After the joke was over, several people introduced themselves and chatted for a while.
Alexander had relatives here, so he went out to find someone after he hurriedly finished speaking. Jia Tielin had a girlfriend and went out with him. They also noticed that Garen had a somewhat cold reaction. He seemed gentle and polite, but in fact he kept a clear distance from everyone. This kind of person seemed friendly, but in fact Difficult to live with. Both of them like to joke and tell some bad jokes, but for some reason, Garen doesn't know what expression to use when facing their cold jokes. It's better to smile, or to smile, or to smile
Soon, the result of the smile came out, the silence. When a person tells a joke, but no one cheers him up and laughs a few times, he immediately feels very uncomfortable and embarrassed.
So the two went out decisively and simply.
On the other hand, Messi's personality is really a bit rough, and he chatted with Garen indifferently. Hearing that he was going to go out to get acquainted with the campus, he decisively clamored to be together.
The two simply packed up and went out together.
They all changed into T-shirts and jeans and sneakers. When they left the dormitory, they didn't walk on the main road, but ran around on the lawn at will.
Together we went to see the nearby campuses of the school, Wisher Spire, there are three in the school, one for each large campus, and a selected student group is responsible for ringing every day.
The quaint bells add a distant charm to the whole school.
"Isn't it cool? It feels like an ancient monastery, and we are the elite and mysterious monks inside." Messi said happily, reaching out from time to time to grab the leaves of the bushes passing by.
"It feels good." Garen nodded.
"I heard from my brother that you can choose many clubs in your freshman year in Garyville, but it's best not to join too many. Freshman's tasks are relatively heavy. If you don't have enough energy and have a bad evaluation, you will be rejected by many professional classes you want to choose. " Messi said casually. "What major do you want to enter?"
"Not yet. Don't you have a year to think about it yourself? Take your time." Garen replied with a smile.
"I plan to get into the computer. My computer skills are not bad. I can find everything in this thing after I get used to it. Although the computer in Galiville is not the best, it is much better than the ones outside." He said as he walked , still squeezing the festering pimples on his face with his hands.
The two chatted along the way, passing bustling ancient buildings of different heights on both sides of the lawn from time to time, most of which were decorated with circular arcs and triangular patterns, and the walls looked like broken glass from a distance.
On the lawn, beside the road, there are easels placed from time to time, large and small picture frame works are placed on the shelf, occupying a small piece of lawn in rows or scattered, forming a small art exhibition, where a few students are free Wander around to admire works of different styles.
Sometimes on the lawn slope there are students or professors in a mess holding cellos, or accordions, flutes and trumpets, playing ecstasy.
Apart from these, there are more ordinary students holding brick textbooks and reciting medical words.
A faint bel canto voice wafted from a building in the distance, probably some club was holding a concert.
Garen and the two were inconspicuous among the students in twos and threes, walking slowly on the school lawn.
I lingered until lunch time in the afternoon, ate something casually in the school cafeteria, paid in cash with the freshman number plate, and then went to the freshman ceremony in the auditorium.
The vice-principal spoke, the heads of departments of the three major campuses spoke, and a bunch of people below applauded.
Then, student ID cards, cafeteria cards, library cards and other necessary things are issued, and there is also a medical card with a number on it. Each student will be assigned a doctor to take care of the physical condition. The corresponding doctor is on the card. The name, location of the department, working hours, appointment phone number.
If you feel that something is wrong with your body, you have to make an appointment with your doctor in charge, and he will create a medical file for you. But Garen probably wouldn't need this.
Then after the ceremony, the auditorium is ready to start special lectures for freshmen to popularize the points that freshmen need to pay attention to when they enroll.
Garen didn't listen, but was dragged out of the auditorium by Messi.
There are already a large group of recruiting tables from various clubs waiting on the grass outside. It’s just a simple table where someone sits behind a wooden sign with xx club written on it. What is pleasing to the eye, the big club is full of handsome men and beautiful women, using various methods to bombard the stunned freshmen with welfare.
At that time, there were a few freshmen who couldn't stand the temptation of the beautiful senior sisters. They didn't even ask for the name of the club, so they went over and prepared to sign up.
Messi had a clear goal, excitedly pushed through the crowd, and dragged Gallon to a remote corner.
A few words are clearly written on a white wooden signboard of 'Beauty Appreciation Society'.
The senior sitting behind the table had a gentle expression on his face, and his seemingly handsome features revealed a strong obscene temperament.
"Well, I'll forget it..." When Garen saw the senior see his eyes shining, he stood up suddenly and ran over, he couldn't help but feel cold.
I glanced around, and there was a club recruitment area that seemed to be of good size not far away.
"I'll go over there to have a look." He quickly broke away from Messi and strode towards the club over there.
Regardless of Messi's yelling behind him, as soon as Garen entered the area, a few beautiful and gentle seniors came over. The offensive introduction of each exhibition starts with the advantages of their own clubs.
Generally, handsome men and beautiful women are their favorites. Such high-quality resources are good even if they are a vase in the club. At least when they are recruiting, they are very tempting for newcomers.
Garen obviously belongs to this type of high-quality resource.
So soon four or five beautiful seniors with different styles came over beside him. Although in Garen's eyes, these beautiful seniors were indeed far inferior to Rafael, but in Garyville, where there were so many bullies, they could be considered very good.
The club here happens to be full of Sanda, fighting, boxing, boxing and the like.
There are different genres of Sanda, and some are even genres in fighting games. Here, just pay some club formation fees, rent a venue, and recruit a few people to save them and set up a club. As long as it is not anti-human and anti-social, the school It's all about encouragement and support.
There were noisy introductions all around his ears, and Garen didn't feel a little frowned.
"Little Jialong primary school, why don't you join our fighting club?" A slightly familiar female voice suddenly rang out clearly amidst the noise, with distinct articulate words.
Garen looked over at the familiar voice, and it turned out to be Senior Sister Serena who was leading the way for him. This guy changed into a tight black silk skirt in a blink of an eye, an ultra-short one, but his legs were tight white jeans and brown pants. Leather boots, a head of hair tied into a ponytail, and a muscular burly man by his side.
"How about it? Join us, if someone bullies you, give me my name! You can learn to fight or not." Serena obviously chose the target when she picked up the freshmen at the beginning. No wonder the strong girl at the beginning didn't dare to resist when she oppressed her .
"Fighting club? The biggest one?" Garen noticed the club with the most tables and the most people in this area.
"right."
"Okay." Garen readily agreed, Serena was the only girl he saw in this school who was truly beautiful. Fighting is also one of his strengths.
After receiving the promise, Serena held Garen and walked towards the club. Along the way, there were several smaller similar clubs who wanted to continue persuading them, but she blocked them all.
Then it is to report the school number, dormitory, and record it to the basic class. Under the friendly gaze of a group of strong men and beautiful women, Garen joined the fighting club gloriously and became a member of it.
Then he was simply pushed by Serena to sit behind the table. The first task was to sit here as a mascot and a signboard. Compensation is something that all of Garen's freshmen need to solve and understand, and someone will help him.
The girls sitting next to Garen were very interested in Garen's personal information, and kept asking and teasing him.
The recruiting activities lasted until it was almost dark in the evening, when the people in the club collected their things and were ready to finish.
In fact, the fighting club does not have any heavy activities, just organize training together occasionally, teach and give advice, and there will be activities within the club in the rented venue of the club, so as to determine the position and status in the club, and when someone kicks the door, there will be them Let's go.
Many martial arts enthusiasts also need expert guidance. The association will hold guidance activities from time to time, and a certain guidance fee will be set according to the position in the association. It is not much, but when there are more people, it will be a lot of income.
Of course, there are also free guides, all of which are senior enthusiasts in the club, not experts. Occasionally, the association will send people to participate in outside competitions, and even the school will give out a lot of money for winning the ranking.
The fighting club is because it once won the third place in the National College Student Fighting Competition MBL, and also often participates in the international college student free Sanda competition Rab. There is also a certain right to speak in the school board. Naturally, the elite members of the society will also have certain privileges at school. This is also the key reason why fighting clubs are becoming more and more prosperous.
I learned from the senior sisters of several clubs that last year the club spent money to invite the former rab world champion in the fighting world, their senior senior Kashibo as a coach, and a few of them were notorious in unrestricted fighting competitions As a coach with a illustrious master, he will definitely be more confident in this year's game.
Such a lineup and such regularity are undoubtedly a huge temptation for fans who love fighting and fighting.
It took only half an hour for Garen to sit here, and the club recruited more than a dozen people one after another, which was simply brutal compared to other clubs.
(end of this chapter)