The club recruited people until the end of the night, and when the activity time was set, Garen and Messi returned to the dormitory together.
The next day is the second assessment and interview for the freshmen of the school. This assessment is actually just a re-examination, as long as there are no major problems for the exam, they can all pass.
Garen mixed with a group of people, made a set of test papers, answered a few questions from the interviewer, and then easily ended the review process.
The next step is trivial and tedious things. I need to prepare all the school textbooks by myself. I went to the bookstore to buy a whole new set, which cost thousands of dollars. I also contacted the legal consultant arranged by my mother Terris to buy daily necessities.
The school life is relatively easy, although the courses are full every day, but for Garen, the classroom professors and tutors here, as long as you don't make a lot of noise below, they don't care about you even if you sleep, and ask him to stand up and answer questions. After one problem, Garen solved it perfectly, and then the professors and tutors ignored him.
Universities in this world are similar to those on the earth, there is not much difference, but the difficulty of the courses is higher, and some paper reports need to be handed in after a while. Between the library and the dormitory.
The other three people in the dormitory soon fell into dire straits, and they couldn't sleep until midnight holding the tome.
After a few months of enrollment, thin people will become thinner, and fat people will lose weight significantly. Sleep only four or five hours a day. Although it is not a professional course, the basic course has high requirements and is deep enough, which is a heavy burden for several people.
"I heard that Professor Irving is going to give a lecture in the medical area, are you going?" Macy asked loudly while sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a box of lunch. Read information while eating.
"I'm going to go. Professor Irwin explained the questions in the class last time carefully and thoroughly, and there may be good results." Alexander was outlining the key content with a pencil.
"I have club activities." Garen shrugged. He was sitting on the balcony with a cup of hot coffee on the window sill beside him. He was holding a copy of the Nottington Morning News that was just delivered today, and was drinking coffee while reading it.
Messi looked at him sadly.
"When my roommate was preparing the materials for the thesis in pain, Gallen, don't you think your current appearance is too dazzling?"
The other two shot over with extremely unbalanced eyes. While they were studying, Garen was sleeping (practicing secret martial arts), and while they were preparing their homework papers, Garen was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. When they were going to listen to the lecture, Garen also went to the club to play and participate in activities
"Don't you think so?" Garen put down his coffee cup, "I did my thesis too. It's just a little faster."
"That's called a little faster?" Messi exaggeratedly yelled, "Sometimes I really want to strangle you!"
Garen looked at him with pity.
"Ah!! Don't look at me like that!!" Messi continued to yell. "You think everyone is like you, and the information you just need is in the books you've read."
"Who told me to be lucky?" Garen continued to shrug.
"I don't know why, but when I see your smiling face, I have the urge to beat someone up." Messi and Gallon got along during this time, and because they got along well, their relationship got better and better.
"Okay, stop arguing, I shook my hand, and the curve turned into a straight line again." Gatielin, who was drawing carefully, complained.
The three of them continued to study hard, Garen shook his head, lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper, taking a sip of hot coffee from time to time.
He took out the CD player, opened it, put in a song disc, and put on earplugs to enjoy it leisurely. When he heard that he couldn't help it, he closed his eyes and hummed a few words.
Glancing at the three who were still working hard, a trace of contempt appeared on his face.
"You are so weak."
"Don't stop me, I'm going to strangle this bastard!!!" Messi finally couldn't help it, jumped up and rushed towards Garen.
"come on!"
"Don't worry! Beat him!!"
The two behind them yelled loudly.
Garen laughed and walked around on the balcony, but he couldn't be caught by Messi.
It was common for the two of them to joke like this during this time, although it was true that the three of them couldn't see the reason for Garen. The main reason is that he was playing when you were busy, but in the end the professor praised him not himself.
As a result, Messi returned to his seat indignantly, and realized that his time was wasted by Garen again, yelling that he would not eat lunch and go to work.
Garen checked the time, staggered out of the dormitory, ordered to bring lunch for the other two, and walked slowly towards the nearby cafeteria in the campus.
Go to class when there is class in the morning, consult materials and books to do homework when there is no class, occasionally go to concerts, see exhibitions, play basketball, and then go to the fighting club to watch their training. This is Garen's college life in the past few months .
Garyville's studies are extremely heavy, and the tutors and professors have very high requirements for students. It is not like the domestic universities in the previous earth era, where the paper reports can be spliced everywhere. Even daily papers need to read a lot of materials and books. Only with a certain height of insight can we get a qualified evaluation. The so-called assessment of a course is actually mostly decided by the professor. He said that your paper is good. If you pass it, you will get credits. He said that your writing is too bad. Even if you are in all classes this semester In the end, it may also be a failing result.
He went to the cafeteria and bought a standard meal for three people. When he was walking back, Garen happened to meet senior Serena who had just finished class with a book in her arms.
"This afternoon's event is a bit important, so you must come." Serena said solemnly.
"Somewhat important? What's the matter?" Garen was a little surprised.
"The president's internship is leaving, and a new president will be elected. There will be a good fighting competition!" Serena said slightly excitedly.
"You want to participate too?" Garen gave her a strange look, "Or someone related to you, otherwise why are you so excited?"
"You're right, my sister is going to run for office, so please help me out!" Serena laughed.
"Okay." Garen nodded.
In the end, the ordinary life made him feel a little bit boring, and it happened that there were some novel activities to watch.
After returning to the dormitory and bringing lunch to the other two, Garen returned to his bedroom, lay on his back on the bed, turned on his laptop, and read the message records on KL.
McGellar, whom I met on the way, and the oriental girl, Corrie, all left messages for him. After replying one by one, and looking at the situation on the family side, Raphael wrote him a few words, but it was very short. Attached is a recent photo of her, which was taken on the beach. In the evening, Raphael squatted on the beach in a black dress and built a sandcastle.
"Remember to bring me a gift when you come back." -Raphael
Garen thought about it.
"Are you still in Grandot?" - Gallon
I didn't expect that there would be a reply right away.
"Well, I don't plan to go to college anymore, I can't learn much anyway." - Rafael
"Is that what your grandma meant? She also agrees?" - Gallon
"Yeah." - Raphael
Garen didn't know what to say, he didn't know about the circle of witches, but college qualifications really didn't help Rafael, it was just a waste of time.
I asked her about her recent situation and turned off KL.
In the afternoon, it was still the same as usual, without any disturbances. Garen felt that he had completely become a normal student during this time.
I went to two classes, had dinner, and went straight to the venue where the fighting club is located.
It was in a large dance classroom that used to be danced in the former old campus.
When Garen arrived, there were already many people in the classroom, and a thick layer of foam cushions was spread on the large space in the middle. The old members sat on one side, and the new members sat on the other side, with a clear distinction between them.
Several old members are introducing the situation of the club to the newcomers in detail.
In the corner on the other side, two muscular and dark burly men with short cuts were exercising their muscles. One was pulling a butterfly machine, and the other was doing sit-ups while lying on his back.
Those are two outside coaches in the club.
"Coming?" Serena was surrounded by a group of members, who seemed to be chatting about something, when she saw Garen coming in from a distance and greeted him.
Garen nodded. He was familiar with Serena in the agency, and the others were not very close, so he changed into a black training suit in the changing room next to him, and sat down cross-legged beside the newcomer circle.
The rookie coach is a veteran senior member of the club. He is explaining the rules of the club to the newcomers loudly. The rules of the club are almost explained, and then the scope of daily activity training.
"Now invite newcomers who have practiced fighting before to stand up." The senior coach who had been talking for a long time drank his saliva and said suddenly.
Among the dozens of newcomers, five or six stood up immediately, and a few had hesitation on their faces.
"Coach, does self-study count?"
"Of course not." The senior shook his head.
Garen stood up and walked to the side with five or six people.
Serena over there also looked over in surprise, and seemed a little surprised that Garen had practiced fighting before.
Among the five or six people, two were girls, and one had a muscular waist and arm, and she didn't look so tough. The other was petite, with a ponytail, and seemed to have only come to learn wolf defense.
Even among the big newcomers, she could be regarded as pretty and pleasant. Seeing her solemn and handsome face, fair skin, and serious demeanor, it made some boys in the club whistling.
"You! You stand out. Whistling is not allowed. If you don't want to, you can quit the club." The senior coach said loudly.
The other three boys are all ordinary faces. They are just ordinary fighting enthusiasts. After watching the training for so long, and now they are finally going to join in person, they all look a little excited.
When Garen was observing other people, he didn't notice that they were also observing him.
Whether in the eyes of old students or newcomers, this new member seems to be a little different from ordinary newcomers in the past few months.
It was fine to just watch the club training before, but now that the newcomer is about to join the training, he is still as calm as before, without excitement or fear. Seems like just a normal daily workout.
Looking at the fair and delicate skin on his hands and neck, one can tell that this person must not be the type who likes to exercise often.
(end of this chapter)