Over there, Ethan Bennett was also explaining to everyone: "Ignore her, she's just talking nonsense!"
The surrounding listeners were all stunned, already having no idea what the two of them were talking about.
Ethan Bennett paid him no more attention and went to sit with Brian Young and the others. Eric Brooks and David Thompson had already started their hunting plan, the two of them sneakily looking around, one pulling the other: "Look at that, look at that." Then the other would pull back: "Look at that, look at that." As for Brian Young, since his neck couldn't move easily, he just sat there looking all serious, giving off a cool vibe that attracted the attention of quite a few girls. Some bold ones even wanted to come up and start a conversation, but seeing that rough guy from earlier sitting right next to him, they worried that if they went over and got hit with a "Get lost," it would be unbearably embarrassing.
Seeing the scene of freshmen meeting in the classroom, Ethan Bennett felt it was just like a contest between masters—no one would show their true strength at first, only probing each other. Only Grace Bennett had revealed her true colors, and he himself, provoked by her, had impulsively exposed himself as well. If Brian Young's neck didn't hurt, that arrogant and domineering side of him would probably have come out too. Adding it all up, Ethan Bennett couldn't help but feel secretly pleased: we martial arts practitioners really are different from the rest.
Thinking of this, Ethan Bennett carefully scanned the classroom again, but didn't find any new martial artists. Since everyone was still unfamiliar with each other, the classroom was filled with a "buzzing" mosquito-like noise. At this moment, an old man slowly walked into the classroom.
The old man introduced himself—it turned out he was the head of the Chinese Department. Usually, he kept to himself, but with the arrival of the new students, he hurried out to let them have a look, so that if they met him on the road, at least they'd know to greet him with a "Hello, teacher." After that, the old man started rambling on about the so-called freshman guidelines. At this point, a male student came in carrying a big stack of booklets and handed one to each person. Ethan Bennett saw that it was the student handbook, and the old man was muttering, "Everyone, read it carefully when you get back. In a few days, the school will organize a test on the student handbook for the freshmen." The room erupted in surprise—who would have thought they'd use such a sharp weapon as an exam for this lousy booklet.
The old man cheerfully talked for half an hour about "freshman guidelines," then had that same male student read out the class assignments. There were just over a hundred freshmen in the Chinese Department, divided with great fanfare into three classes. Each class had a counselor, basically like a homeroom teacher in high school, but at this point they were all hidden characters—their names were announced, but they themselves were nowhere to be seen.
Once that was done, the old man waved his hand and said, "That's it for today. From now on, listen to your class counselor for class matters."
Volume One, Chapter Nine: Guidance (Part One)
Everyone was just admiring how decisively the old man wrapped things up, when suddenly, three men and one woman came in from outside. All four were broad-shouldered and burly. Ethan Bennett thought these must be the counselors, but the number didn't match. Then the newcomers introduced themselves—it turned out they were from the Sports Department of the student union. Ethan Bennett thought to himself, as expected of sports people, just look at those physiques.
Of course, the Sports Department wasn't there to walk the runway—they were there to inform the freshmen about a physical fitness test that afternoon. It turned out that University A had two major events to be held around National Day after the freshmen arrived: the Freshman Cup and the Sports Meet.
The so-called Freshman Cup was actually a soccer tournament, with teams formed by first-year freshmen from each department. Ostensibly, it was to cultivate the spirit of unity and progress among the freshmen. But the first thought everyone had was: so girls don't need unity and progress? In fact, this was unfair to the original intention of the Freshman Cup. There were supposed to be girls' matches as well, but when it comes to soccer, the only thing that appeals to girls is the soccer players, not the sport itself. So trying to form a girls' soccer team from just one year group was harder than reaching the sky. What's more, some majors had so few girls that sometimes there weren't even eleven in a year, so how could you talk about soccer? As a result, the women's soccer event of the Freshman Cup never even got off the ground before it was scrapped.
As for the other event, the Sports Meet, there's no need to explain. Besides, that's not just for freshmen—unless a freshman is especially outstanding in a particular event, it's usually the upperclassmen who participate. The Freshman Cup, on the other hand, not only gives freshmen a chance to win honor for their department, but also serves as preparation for the more important Spring Intercollegiate Soccer Cup next year. When Ethan Bennett heard the words "preparation," he almost thought he was on the Chinese national team.
The Sports Department people were even more straightforward than the old man, explaining all this in just a few minutes, then telling everyone to gather at the sports field that afternoon, and then they were gone.
Just as everyone thought it was time to leave, three more people came in—two men and one woman. Ethan Bennett thought it was another student union group, but it turned out they were the counselors for the three classes. The three were all graduate students at the university, probably because they'd run out of things to research, so they took on the very promising part-time job of being counselors.
After that, the three classes split up to do their own thing. Ethan Bennett and the people he knew were all in Class Three. The counselor started droning on about rules and regulations again, and just as everyone was about to fall asleep, suddenly the topic changed: "Now, let's get to know each other. Everyone come up and introduce yourselves."
Another uproar—those who were outgoing and confident were eager to try, while the quiet and introverted ones were at a total loss.