-182- Fuzzy

"Hahaha, so Orianna, are you saying that you originally planned to study dance and music, but because you couldn't get in, you ended up getting accepted into the Mechanical Processing and Applications program by mistake?"

"It's quite embarrassing."

"Why would it be? This is a good thing; otherwise, you wouldn't have had the chance to get into the university."

In a corridor at Twin City University, Orianna sat with a group of peers.

Excitement could be seen on their faces.

Orianna felt the same.

Professor Heimerdinger's words had left a deep impression on this group of people.

Twin City University students don't need to recall yesterday because we never regret! We will engage in the things we love until the day we die!

"But the Mechanical Processing and Applications course, I see in the manual, is also part of the School of Mechanics."

"There are four major colleges in total: Mechanics, Hextech, Alchemy, and Weapons. You must choose one to study, and there's an exam every year. Students who don't pass may be held back."

"What does being held back mean?"

Orianna also raised her ears with curiosity.

Although she had the booklet from the academy, Orianna hadn't had the chance to read it yet.

Being held back? What does that mean?

And is the cafeteria the place to eat?

The library is understandable; Orianna has visited libraries in Piltover to borrow adventure stories.

But what about the sports field?

In any case, Orianna had a lot of questions.

The Questioning Girl—Orianna!

"Aren't we first-year students now? Being held back means that if you don't pass the year-end exams, you're not allowed to move on to the second year and have to repeat the first year with the new students."

"And what if someone keeps being held back?" a girl asked a terrifying question.

Orianna swallowed, hands on her round chin, looking at the boy with the booklet.

"Isn't it obvious? They would just keep being held back."

"In that case, the first batch of students would graduate and start working after four years, contributing to the development of the twin cities. Meanwhile, they would still be in school, reading books or something. Wow, just thinking about it is embarrassing."

With this, the topic immediately became cheerful.

Orianna also joined in, smiling on the side.

Under the shade of the trees, boys and girls chatted about their interests.

"I love riding the bike, but Zaun no longer allows racing. If caught, there's a fine, and the bike is also confiscated for fifteen days."

"My family is in the lampshade business. I paint screen paintings and make lamps at the same time."

As for Orianna, she immediately changed her mode from leaning forward with a smiling face to a serious mode with a straight back and a tense expression.

"I'm a prosthetist like my dad. I've been watching him make various prosthetics since I was a child, so... I can make intricate dolls." Orianna added, "If you're interested, I can bring them tomorrow and give them to everyone."

"For free?"

Orianna nodded, "Of course."

"Then I want one!"

"I want one too!"

Upon hearing that it was free, everyone raised their hands immediately.

"I understand. It's precisely because you can make intricate dolls that you passed the Mechanical Processing and Applications exam, right?" 

Orianna smiled gently and nodded, "I suppose so?"

More and more people gathered around. Those who saw the inscription under Principal Heimerdinger's statue also increased.

During this time, people from Orianna's group would voluntarily explain the meaning of the sentence.

Because it was personally announced by Professor Heimerdinger, no one would doubt it.

It's now 9 a.m., and it's heard that the school assembly will take place around 9:30 or 10. Deans, teachers, the principal, and vice-principal from each department will be present.

Today is dedicated to familiarizing the students with the campus. After all, if nothing unexpected happens, they will spend four years here. That's more time than they spent at home.

"Beep beep beep!"

"Hey, can you hear me?"

While thinking about this, a sudden voice echoed through the campus.

Everyone was familiar with this device, the Hextech loudspeaker. It amplified and transmitted voices.

Also known as Hextech broadcasting.

"Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Oh, Jayce, why is there still an echo?"

"Powder, please stick to the topic!"

"Oh, okay."

The lively voice paused.

Then, "Buzz buzz buzz!"

"Ah!"

"So loud!"

Orianna covered her ears and frowned.

What was that sharp sound just now?

"Powder, give me the microphone."

"I don't want to! I'm just testing it out. Really, why are you yelling so loudly!"

"I said talk about the topics!"

"Hey hey hey, attention, students who can hear me, attention, students who can hear me. I'm Powder, the dean of the Department of Weapons. Ya hear me? All students from the School of Weapons must call me dean.

Now, please proceed immediately to the central intersection of the East-West campus, yes, that's right, on the open space in front of fuzzy's statue.

We are about to hold the opening ceremony there."

"Thud!"

A sound like something hitting a table.

Then, the girl raised her voice in a high pitch, "Hey! Jayce, don't grab my microphone!"

"I'm going to make a scene! I'm gonna do it! If you don't let go, I'll call Linwin!"

Orianna: "..."

Students: "..."

On the main road leading to the square, Viktor, pushing a wheelchair, and Linwin, sitting in the wheelchair, who were just chatting and laughing, suddenly fell silent: "..."

Heimerdinger trotted ahead with his short legs, turned his head in puzzlement, and looked at Linwin. "Who's the fuzzy that Powder mentioned?"

"Do we have a fuzzy statue in our university?"

Linwin covered his face: "..."

This Powder...

He said the opening ceremony was solemn, but now, with Powder's antics, how can it still be solemn?

On the way, students who had realized what was happening were already laughing.

A fuzzy statue. In Piltover University, there was only one statue, and that was Professor Heimerdinger's statue.

Some students seemed to be smiling, but their expressions were not too good.

It's not hard to see that these students might be from the Department of Weapons.

Doesn't their dean seem a bit unprofessional?

"Cough, good morning, everyone. I am Jayce Talis, the dean of the Hextech Department."

Linwin: "..."

Well, it looks like Jayce managed to grab the microphone.

"Wow!"

"It's Councilor Talis!"

"Oh my goodness, Councilor Talis is really the dean of our Hextech Department?"

"Please, students, hurry to the main square, which is in front of Professor Heimerdinger's statue. There, we are about to hold the opening ceremony of Twin City University."

"Please note that any student absence is not allowed. Violators will be subject to credit deduction penalties. The importance of credits, students can refer to the handbook for more details."

Jayce repeated it again, then turned off the microphone.

After seeing that Councilor Talis, the dean of Hextech Department, was indeed composed, the students from the Department of Weapons immediately looked resentful.

Not far ahead of Linwin, Professor Heimerdinger was also dumbfounded.

Stroking his beard, Professor Heimerdinger pointed to his face. Although he was a little old man, he cutely said, "Was the fuzzy referring to me?"