592 Admission 2 (1/2)
Chapter 592: Admission 2
Speechless, Garen hung up the phone. Once Trish got excited, she wouldn't stop talking even if you gave her half an hour.
He looked at the time and noticed that it was still early. The first year's ceremony would take place after lunch time so he took this opportunity to walk outside to get a rough understanding of the university's landscape.
He packed his stuff and as he was about to go out, the dorm's door was opened and three thin and tall men entered. All of them were in spectacles and was talking with each other happily as they pulled their luggage.
The one in the lead who had a crew cut hairstyle dropped his spectacles as he saw Garen inside the dorm. It was as if he was stunned when he saw a handsome man.
”Finally. The dorm alliance finally has hope..” He muttered in an unknown language.
”It's not that we have hope, perhaps we can even find Gina's dorm…” The one at the back with glasses muttered.
”No one would say our dorm is poor and thin any longer! Hahaha!” The last man laughed weirdly.
”Garen.” Garen reached out his hand and greeted three of them.
”Messi.” ”Alexander.” ”Gattelin.”
All three of them spoke in three different accents and this made Garen churn his brain to understand them.
After fooling around, they introduced themselves to one another and chatted for a while.
Alexander, who had cousins living here, went out to find them after the chat. Gattelin had a girlfriend and he had gone out as well. They could see that Garen was distancing himself away from them as he kept smiling at them out of politeness. Although he looked kind on the outside, he was actually very hard to approach. Both of them liked to joke around with their cold jokes. However, Garen didn't know how to react to their jokes but to smile, smile and smile…
Soon, the result of smiling appeared, which was an awkward silence. Whenever a person cracked a joke, no one laughed loudly and it would be very awkward.
Hence, the other two decided to go out.
On the other hand, Messi's personality was rather open as he didn't care about it and chatted with Garen. As he heard that Garen was about to stroll around the university compound, he insisted that he wanted to follow along.
Two of them packed up and went out together.
Both of them changed into T-shirts, jeans and sports shoes. They didn't take the main road as they got out of the dorm and decided to walk across the green field.
They looked at the school district nearby, the Weischer Tower. There were three of these towers and each district had one each. Every day, there would be students responsible for ringing it.
The old bell ring gave the whole university a nostalgic vibe.
”Isn't it cool? It feels like the university in the old days and we're the legendary elite practitioners.” Messi said passionately as he would occasionally grab hold of branches along the road.
”It feels alright.” Garen nodded.
”I heard from my brother that you can enroll in many clubs Gullivier University as a first year. However, it's best not to join in too many of them as the assignments are slightly more hectic for the first years. If you don't have enough time to study then you might be rejected for the specialized course that you wish to enroll in.” Messi then casually asked. ”What do you wish to major in?”
”I'm not sure. Don't we have another year to think about it? I'll take it slowly.” Garen replied with a smile.
”I plan to major in computer science. I'm fairly decent in terms of computer technicals and one can do anything once one has mastered it. Although Gullivier's computer science isn't the best, it's still much better than the others. He said as he walked and prodded a pimple on his face.
Two of them chatted on the way as they passed by all kinds of old buildings in different sizes. Most of them were decorated with arc-shaped or triangular texture and looked like broken glasses from afar.
Easels were placed in random spots on the field and at the side of the road. These easels of different sizes took up a portion of the field, forming a small exhibition. Students who had nothing better to do could go in and admire the arts.
Students and professors could occasionally be seen holding cellos, accordions or flutes as they played happily.
Other than these people, most of them were normal students who were carrying textbooks as they memorized the medical terms.
A beautiful voice could faintly be heard from one of the buildings nearby, which seemed to be from some clubs organizing a music festival.
Garen and Messi weren't at the center of the attention as they walked slowly on the field.
They messed around until lunchtime. They went to the cafeteria to get some quick bites and paid using cash via their student ID number. Afterwards, they went straight to the hall for the first year ceremony.
The vice headmaster and the persons in charge of the three districts spoke as the crowd cheered.
Afterwards, they gave out the student ID, cafeteria card, documents required to borrow the textbooks and medical cards with numbers on it. Every student would have a dedicated doctor responsible for their health and the information of the doctor such as his name, office location, working hours and phone number was printed on it.
Students would have to make an appointment in advanced when they felt unwell and they would build a medical profile there. However, Garen seemed to never have an opportunity to use it.