Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 619 - 262: Visiting the Five-Colored Seven-Injury Academy_2
After the two sides exchanged agreements and took care of the specific scheduling gaps, Tilan and Mel also stayed at the Academy for two days. During that time, they also took a tour around the entire Academy and exchanged a lot with many students.
Despite the Academy’s senior management’s concerns about the Factions’ future and the Academy’s prospects, the students within were quite optimistic, or perhaps they hadn’t considered that far into the future.
Because the outside world did not view it very favorably, the ’Hot Surge Sky-Breaking Academy’s’ score line and admissions threshold were actually not high. In relation to its educational strength and teaching staff, such scores made many students feel like they were getting a bit of a bargain, so naturally, they would not have any extra demands on the Academy.
"It’s already great to get into the Academy; my family was worried I’d waste my youth in some third-rate school," explained one student to Tilan.
"Well, the teachers are actually nice people, straightforward and simple in character, much better than those Factions out there that use all sorts of names to scam money," another student responded.
"It’s not bad actually, our family background isn’t that good to begin with, and we can’t afford expensive attire and Transcendent Blades, so it’s normal to use unarmed combat, and besides, it’s not like we must fight bare-handed and can’t use other weapons. First, we’ll lay a solid foundation during our time at the Academy, and after graduation, when we go to a big company, we’ll naturally be equipped, and it’s not too late to learn some other skills," someone else thought.
In contrast to the flashy personalities and competition within the Three Moons Faction, the students of the ’Hot Surge Sky-Breaking Academy’ were much more straightforward and united. The students often exchanged experiences with each other, and it was said that many graduated seniors would help their juniors find jobs and opportunities.
Without the clash of blades, the physical strikes and training allowed their temperaments and wills to collide. This kind of spiritual exchange and the sweat shed could foster sincere friendships. This was why the Academy’s graduates were so nostalgic and united. Perhaps once they graduated and entered the workforce, it would be difficult to encounter such frank and sincere people again.
Therefore, even though the ’Sky-Breaking Fist’ Faction’s techniques were not top-tier, they still preserved the Faction and the Academy’s legacy through their unified spirit of determination.
"They are all really good people," Tilan thought after gradually learning about the school’s atmosphere and history. Although she was not very interested in the school’s techniques, she still thought it a pity if such a Faction were to decline. Perhaps people don’t always pursue Transcendent skills just for power; they could do it for other reasons, like gaining a group of confidants and making lifelong friends. For the average person without any special Talents, this might even be more useful.
Three days had passed by the time the exchange at the ’Hot Surge Sky-Breaking Academy’ had concluded.
Tilan and Mel bid farewell to the enthusiastic teachers and students within the Academy and once again set out on their journey, this time heading for the Five-Colored Seven-Injuries Academy.
Compared to the ’Hot Surge Sky-Breaking Academy,’ this Academy wasn’t very large, located in a corner of the Northern First District in Bronze City.
Bronze City is a famous film and television city to the north of the Jade Skirt, with many film and television production enterprises based there, as well as a lot of specialized in making props and costumes, and even personnel to serve extras. Although the technology for AI-generated imagery has advanced considerably, the public still prefers to watch films and shows with real actors, probably because the performance of live actors feels more comfortable.
The mountain mist was hazy with the wind, tiny threads of rain were blown onto the roofs and street benches. Walking down the streets paved with bronze metal plates, Tilan gazed into the distance at the towers and buildings through the misty rain. Many of the hiring signs were transparent neon box bodies, with three-dimensional lights moving inside, which remained clear even in the rain.
’Lian Shan Film Industry Workshop’
’Bronze Ancient Town Clothing and Antiques’
’Melting Furnace Armor Workshop’
’Flowing Crystal Sand Fantasy Production Company’
In the curtain of rain, these signs were still shining and shifting, their lights and shadows reflecting off the water on the ground, disrupted by the splashes and streams, shattered like fish scales.
Holding temporary transparent umbrellas, the two traversed the long streets with bronze metal plates. Along the way, they encountered many actors who were out after finishing filming, some were out shopping and eating, while others were hurrying to the next location.
Walking past the long streets, they stopped in front of a towering castle gate. This structure, resembling an ancient city gate, was the school gate of the ’Five-Colored Seven-Injuries Academy.’
The heavy main gate was rarely opened, but at the moment, the small and exquisite side door was brightly lit. Vehicles and students were coming and going, and occasionally laughter could be heard.
"This is the place," Tilan said, comparing the view before her with the map and nodding.
"The atmosphere here is completely different from the previous two schools," Mel commented candidly. The two schools they previously visited, including their alma mater, Yuanting Academy, were isolated from the world and maintained a pure and ideal environment within the Academy, while this one was situated in the thick of the city, surrounded by a strong sense of society.
Having explained their purpose at the side gate of the school, the two waited a few minutes before a black Hover Car emerged from within the campus and stopped in front of them.
"Are you Miss Hexia? Sorry to keep you both waiting, please get in the car with me, so you don’t have to stand in the rain," said a very handsome young man driving the car. He was wearing a dark green shirt and had a watch on his wrist for decoration.
Opening the door, Tilan and Mel sat in the back seat, and then the vehicle started, shuttling through the rain curtain, towards the high-rises in the distance.
"Who were those two girls just now? I saw them get into Ying Feng’s car," a student walking near the gate said in surprise and curiosity.
"Ying Feng is the top student of this term at the Academy, not only handsome but also strong. So many people chase after him," a young girl said enviously.
"I never thought he would come to pick up a girl in his car. I’d be moved to tears if I were her."
"Wuwu, my dream prince, has fallen for someone else," the girl said and began wiping her eyes, not sure if it was tears or rainwater.
"Come on, you two haven’t even spoken to each other," a companion playing with a personal terminal couldn’t help but tease.
"But as long as he doesn’t have a girlfriend, there’s still a chance for me. You just don’t understand my heart," she said as she shook her companion’s shoulders.
"All right, all right, stop shaking. Didn’t we talk about a new hot pot restaurant that just opened? Are we going to eat there tonight?"
"Yes, let’s go, I will turn my sorrow into strength, awoo—" the girl said and imitated the roar of a hungry dragon with a howl.
"Ahahaha, I really can’t, no more laughing at you, hahaha, I actually wanted to hold it back, hahaha, cough cough cough, hmm-hmm, not saying anymore, cough cough, let’s go eat, right, eat."A companion covered their mouth, taking their roommate and walking across to the opposite side of the street.
In the black Hover Car, Ying Feng was also talking with this distinguished guest from the Academy.
"Would you like to grab something to eat, Miss Hexia? It’s already seven o’clock in the evening," Ying Feng asked while driving among the high-rises.
"Not for now, let’s get settled in at the Academy first," she replied. She was going to stay here for a few days to exchange and investigate with the Academy’s personnel.
"Okay, the accommodation arranged for you and Miss Mel by the Academy is in Pearl Tower, which has nice scenery and is rather quiet," he said, then turned the car in a new direction.
Two minutes later, the three of them stopped in front of a cliff where there stood a high-rise building sitting against the mountain, with a clear lake at the base and towering peaks forming a canyon below, offering an excellent view.
After entering the large building, Ying Feng helped the two register and arrange their rooms, and then accompanied them out.
"This is where the Academy often accommodates stars because Bronze City has many filming projects, and some celebrities choose to stay here temporarily. The security environment is also very good," Ying Feng explained before continuing to drive them toward the main building of the Academy.
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The continuous palaces and high-rises were brightly lit under the rain curtain, with spotlights below illuminating the buildings and making them particularly noticeable and grand.
Walking into the main building, the golden and dazzling decor was like being in a world of gold and glaze, and in the clear hall, hundreds of maids in neat black and white uniforms stood on both sides, bowing to welcome them. They were nearly identical in height, wearing similar bow ties and floral headbands, with clear voices and standard, uniform movements.
Their lovely appearances and figures were impressive; any one of these maids was not bad. What was extraordinary was their consistent height and build, and it was hard to imagine how this was achieved.
At the end of this maid-lined corridor that filled one’s view, a chubby and kind-faced Dean stood in the center. He held a bouquet in one hand and a string of jade beads in the other, flanked by Academy executives in suits.
"Welcome, Miss Hexia, to our Wuse Qishang Academy," he said, his voice not loud. But after he spoke, the hundreds of maids in black and white uniforms on both sides of the hall bowed in unison.
"Welcome, Miss Hexia."
