"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"
There was a loud roar of thunder in the sky, which made all the students' ears ring and they almost staggered to the ground.
Even the lake in the school rippled and trembled slightly. Everyone was stunned, looking up at the sky in astonishment.
There is a sound in the sky.
The familiar voice coughed twice and seemed to complain: "Is this thing useful? Your Academy of Change always comes up with unreliable things..."
I vaguely heard another voice lowering its voice: "Principal, your voice is too loud, lower it a little."
"Huh? Is that so? That's it! I know how to do it, just get out of the way and let me play for a while."
There was a grinding sound in the sky. In the end, the sound finally lowered and was no longer deafening, but it still rang in everyone's ears.
"Long time no see, classmates! How are you all?"
That voice was full of enthusiasm and emotion, making all the students look at each other, with realization and panic flashing in their eyes.
Someone whispered, "No way?"
"That's right!"
The voice sounded again, impassioned: "Your principal, I, Maxwell, am back again! I have been away from home for such a long time. I wonder if you have missed me?"
“…”
All the students were silent for a while, not knowing how to answer.
"First of all, I would like to express my sincere greetings to everyone. I hope that everyone will have a fulfilling and happy life during this period, and that they will learn new things and benefit their lives... In short, that's it."
After the principal talked for a long time in the air, he paused and his voice became serious:
"Then we will announce some sad news next!"
In an instant, the expressions of many senior students changed, including Ciel, who wailed as if he had seen a ghost:
"Wait a moment!"
"Again?!"
"-Yes! The day after tomorrow is our school anniversary!"
The principal shouted excitedly: "School Anniversary Day, the annual day of death! The day of trials! Students from the first, second, and sixth grades, are you ready to fail and repeat the grade? Recently!" My investment agent at Dongtianzhu Company told me that the cigar factory I have always wanted to buy has been officially purchased, so in order for everyone to pay more for the re-examination fee, I will increase the difficulty a lot this time. I hope everyone will not be afraid and stay consistent. A normal heart. Well, that’s it!”
He chuckled softly, "Then, please enjoy this admirable youth! I will look forward to everyone's struggles and performance."
The sound stopped suddenly, like an illusion, as if it had never appeared before.
Before Ye Qingxuan could react, he heard a loud noise coming from the entire school...
"No!"
"Is there any mistake?"
"Didn't you say it was canceled this year?!"
It was like falling into a devil's cave in an instant, there was an overwhelming wailing sound! The students burst into tears, as if they were mourning for a heir, and almost instantly lost hope in life.
"What's going on here?"
While Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xi were still looking at each other in confusion, Charles had quickly dragged out the huge suitcase from the basement and started rummaging through it!
"Why are you still standing there?"
Charles glanced at them: "Hurry up and pack your things!"
Before Ye Qingxuan and the others could react, he stuffed the entire suitcase as if running for his life, and then shouted to the study:
"Teacher, have you packed your clothes? Let's get ready to go out to explore! How about going to Burgundy this time? I heard there was plenty of rain and dew there last year, and the red wine this year will be good and cheap!"
Abraham sighed sadly: "It doesn't make sense to go collecting scenery at this time of year."
"If you don't go, you will die, teacher."
Charles panicked, "You have to think carefully!"
"It's just the school anniversary, right?"
Ye Qingxuan was confused: "Is it necessary to be so afraid?"
Ciel looked back with a complicated expression on his face.
The left face is written with words that cannot be explained, and the right face is written with heartbreak.
"Ye Zi...don't you think that the school anniversary is just like in the novel: everyone can put on a show in each class, play some music, open a cafe or a haunted house and just have fun? The school anniversary is the day of judgment!" "
"It's not that scary, is it?"
Charles turned back and glanced at Abraham. Abraham sighed and nodded: "Explain it to Ye Zi, so that you can prepare yourself mentally."
Charles shrugged helplessly, showing a generous and tragic expression.
"At least half," he said.
"Um?"
"At least half."
Charles said: "On this anniversary, at least half of the students will fail, and half of the graduates will repeat the grade because they cannot pass their graduation exams. Within the next week, the entire Royal College of Music will become Hell, a devil's cave full of blood, tears and despair."
Ye Qingxuan was frightened by what he said: "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"
"listen."
Ciel said hoarsely: "Next, what I want to tell you is the eternal terror that haunts the academy, and the history written by the blood and tears of countless students."
Ye Qingxuan choked instinctively.
It's like there's a bloody storm coming!
…
In the past, the anniversary day of the Royal College of Music was the most celebrated moment of the year for the entire academy. Countless departments decorated the school with lights and decorations, prepared a grand banquet in the auditorium, and provided unlimited champagne and beer. There was also a bonfire party and countless girls in the evening. A program where girls confess their love to the man they like.
That night, all hotel rooms in Avalon will be fully booked by students. Two months later, there will be a high incidence of pregnancies...
Although it has various shortcomings, overall, it can be called a heart-pounding and sweet holiday.
However, all this changed after Principal Maxwell took office!
The banquet is cancelled, the festival is gone, and the bonfire party can only appear in dreams.
Most of the hotels in Avalon suffered heavy losses on this day, and all the students were silent in the dark night.
This day has since become synonymous with the trials of hell.
From that point on, "Homecoming Day" became a terrifying event that lasted a full week - one of the trials for all students preparing to graduate.
In short, it is a cruel and inhumane competition. Although the victory may not be life or death, it is definitely worse than death.
And damn it, all students have to participate, it’s mandatory!
In the activities on the school anniversary day, all those who failed will have their credits deducted by the enforcement office. The worse the results, the more points will be deducted.
It doesn't matter if personal performance results in repeating a grade, and it doesn't matter if all the wasted and hard work this year has been in vain, but what's even worse is: the college will divide this year's budget and resource allocation based on the performance of students in the department.
If the passing rate of students in a department does not reach 60%, the resources and budget for the next quarter will be cut in half. All coaches are suspected of their coaching ability and their year-end bonuses will be deducted.
To be honest, teachers are not very interested in such a small bonus, but the most important thing is face! face!
In other words, if you fail in the exam, the entire department will try to get rid of you!
Even the school committee couldn't say anything about the principal's ruling - although they tried hard to wrest the right of "final exams" from the principal, they didn't expect that the principal who couldn't interfere in the final exam would directly talk about the school anniversary and turn it into a A hell more terrifying than final exams.
And they had no way of commenting on this: the principal's duties clearly stated that he had the right to arrange all celebrations.
As long as they are not principals, they will not be able to stop this ridiculous celebration.
"Ahaha, it doesn't sound scary."
After hearing this, Ye Qingxuan put his hands on his hands and laughed: "It's just a test, I'm good at this!"
"It's true that it's called an 'examination', but isn't the exam class that the principal talks about just a matter of filling in a paper?"
Charles looked at him sideways: "One of the death trials at the school anniversary the year before last was the 'death shot'. Students were asked to control the ether by themselves and carve a cubic lead block into a standard round ball. No tools were allowed. Any other equipment. And after an hour, you will have to control your work with your hands to participate in a racing competition. The six-kilometer-long track is full of traps. During the entire process, the musicians must maintain an ultra-long distance. Induction and high-intensity marathon-style precision control. Just one careless move will cause it to hang in the gutter. If the ball breaks halfway or rolls off the track, it will be considered a failure... And in order to reflect the spirit of competition, interference with each other is not allowed in the game. . In other words, if you maliciously push other people's balls into the trap, you can get extra points. Can you imagine? How many people's friendships have been broken in this game?"
“…”
Ye Qingxuan was silent. He thought about the difficulty, and then imagined the tragic scene in his mind, and suddenly felt a little scared:
"How many people got through in the end?"
"Six."
Charles said coldly: "In the entire academy, out of thousands of students, only six people passed the test, and only one of them reached the finish line. The other five people all passed the graduation exam by relying on the scores they made by letting others fail. As for The remaining students all died until they could no longer die, and their credits that year hit a record low. The next year, due to budget cuts, the entire school was so poor that they almost went out to beg for food!"
Having said this, Ciel made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Now you know what the school anniversary means to us, right?"
"Well… "
Ye Qingxuan finally felt uneasy, "In other words, as long as we fail the exam, next year's budget will definitely grow wings and fly away?"
"That's right."
Ciel nodded, "If nothing else, the school committee will definitely not let us go."
"You didn't say anything about such a big thing earlier!"
Ye Qingxuan was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair.
"Who would have expected that the crazy headmaster would suddenly come back."
Charles sighed, "Besides, what's the use of talking about it? We have four and a half big cats and kittens in total! The other half is still old! If you want to score each other, you don't have to do it!"
"What should we do?"
Ye Qingxuan scratched his hair: "Run?"
"late."
Ciel pointed to the sky outside the window, "Didn't you notice that I stopped packing my things just now? Now the academy's barrier has been activated, and no one is allowed in or out. Those who dare to go out will be treated as if they have abandoned the exam. Today happens to be the return day. It’s a school day, just give up, no one will be able to run away when they come back.”
Ye Qingxuan thought about it and couldn't think of any good solution. He sighed helplessly: "In other words, we can only wait to die?"
"Don't give up hope. It's necessary to struggle to the death."
Charles looked serious, "What if the salted fish turns over?"
Ye Qingxuan knew it when he saw Xiaer's ghostly appearance.
This exam is absolutely doomed.