Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

“It’s possible that you attended school for a few weeks, and just when it was time to take a break and leave, you were put on military training.”

"Actually, there's absolutely no need to worry."

"You should have said so earlier."

March 7th breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was just thinking of dropping out of school."

"Okay, okay, I'll stop teasing you guys."

Montana chuckled softly.

In short, enjoy campus life to the fullest.

"The principal will be giving a speech in the square later. You guys can check it out if you're interested. I have to go to the Creative Gathering with my friends now, bye-bye~"

After Montana left, Yan Huan and March 7th had a goal.

"How about... we go see the principal's speech?" March 7th asked tentatively.

……

the other side.

Origami University dormitory building.

"Hi student, do you need help with your luggage?"

A girl with cat ears stood not far away, waving to Danheng.

"No need, I didn't buy anything in the dream." Dan Heng shook his head.

"I see..." The cat-eared girl was taken aback, then stepped forward and warmly grasped Danheng's hand, her cheeks flushed.

"So, junior, what's your dorm number? I can take you to your dorm."

"I can go by myself." Dan Heng tried to dodge, but the girl held his arm tightly.

Dan Heng frowned slightly upon feeling the warmth emanating from his arm.

The girl rested her face on Danheng's arm and took a cute sniff.

"Wow~ It's a scent unique to adult men."

"Junior, you smell so good!"

"Let go." Dan Heng frowned.

"I won't let go~ Taking juniors to the dorm earns credits, it's my job!" The girl buried her head in Dan Heng's arms, her cat tail swaying behind her.

“I need to go into the boys’ dormitory building. It’s not good for a girl like you to go in alone,” Dan Heng emphasized coldly.

"Ugh, I'm a boy!"

"..."

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Chapter 1057 We're saved!

In the center of the campus square, dazzling light swirled around.

Standing below the stage on March 7th, I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"This...how is this possible? How could the principal be..."

A man wearing a monkey head mask stood on the stage with his hands behind his back and said solemnly:

"Hello, students—or rather, hello, bananas!"

"What the hell?" Yan Huan stepped out of the crowd.

"Why are there monkeys again? Has this place been taken over by Mount Emei?"

"Wow!" a student exclaimed, "It's the Sleeping Banana Monkey!"

"Wow, this is amazing!!"

"Sleeping Banana Monkey!! I love Sleeping Banana Monkey!!"

Yan Huan: "..."

On stage, the old monkey smiled faintly:

“I am [Professor Primmont].”

"Of course, you can also call me by the more popular name—Banana Master!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

He burst into laughter and looked around.

Were you all startled?

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid or crazy. The reason I'm wearing this outfit on stage is simply to show the new students the atmosphere of Origami University—"

"Hey, you, get down!"

A boy in a student council uniform walked onto the stage, ripped the microphone from the old monkey, and said aggressively:

"Who told you to dress like that? Points deducted, points must be deducted!"

Which college are you in? Who is your advisor?

"..." The old monkey looked completely bewildered.

He pushed up his glasses and squinted.

"Are you sick, student?"

"Do you want to take a good look at who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!"

The man stood tall with his head held high and his gaze firm.

"The minister said that this is a crucial moment for the school's anniversary celebration, and our Discipline Inspection Department must be serious and meticulous in its work!"

"You actually dressed up as a monkey in this kind of setting! You're tarnishing our campus image! You must be severely punished!"

"I'm going to deduct five credits from your grade, no... six!"

"I'll punish you until you're emaciated!!" A blur of motion rushed onto the stage from the crowd and kicked the man to the ground.

"Look closely, this is Professor Prim! Punish him, punish him, punish him! I think your brain is full of shit!"

"..."

The old monkey took out a handkerchief, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and quickly shooed it away:

"Enough! Get down here, I still have something to say."

After the man was forcibly dragged away, the old monkey looked at the new students below the stage and gave an awkward smile.

"Our school embodies the spirit of 'Colorful Dreams, Freedom of Ideals'!"

"Bullshit, it's all fake!!"

Yan Huan went to the front of the crowd and, right under the old monkey's nose, recounted the misdeeds of the Discipline Inspection Department.

"I'm a freshman, and they deducted points from me just because the strap of my overalls came undone! These student council members are idiots!"

"What ideal of freedom? I don't think we can even achieve freedom of dress!"

"Holy crap, who is that?!"

Many people in the crowd began to whisper among themselves as they watched Yan Huan's retreating figure.

"How dare you talk like that? You're asking for it!"

"Ha... He's obviously a stubborn freshman. The professor was just being polite, but he took it seriously."

"Isn't all of this just for show? Freedom and all that, those who know, know."

Faced with the various voices from the audience, the old monkey took a deep breath.

"This classmate, what is your name?"

"My name is Sang Bo!" Yan Huan protested loudly.

"As a freshman, I've been arrested twice for this damn, ridiculous dress code issue. Do you know how angry I am?!"

"And that damn military training, my god? What's the point! Physical training in a dream? What's the point of entering the dream for nothing!"

Faced with Yan Huan's insults, the old monkey stood with his hands behind his back, nodding repeatedly.

"Yes, you are right..."

The old monkey looked intently at Yan Huan.

"What a heartfelt accusation!"

"Our school motto has now become an empty phrase. Everyone is so burdened by their studies that they can't even lift their heads, and they have no time to look up at the starry sky of their dreams!"

"Sambo, I understand you."

"I understand you students!"

The old monkey bent down, pulled out a draft from the suggestion box, and read aloud its contents:

“My schedule is completely full for the whole semester,” “I’m living a monotonous life,” “My graduation defense is too tough,” “I can’t write my thesis at all,” “The food in the cafeteria is as disgusting as shit!”

The old monkey looked up and said with great heartache:

"Students, this is not right. This is definitely not how young people in the land of dreams should behave."

Seeing Professor Primmont's reaction, the students below were completely dumbfounded.

Glazed eyes.

"Holy crap? The suggestion boxes were actually taken out? I thought they were all burned..."

"What suggestion box? Isn't that a confession box? The camera is pointing it at you!"