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That night, there were no more disturbances in Dorm 123. Not many words were exchanged, and Rong Taotao slept relatively peacefully.
The next morning, at eight o'clock.
All the new students gathered at the stadium on the east side of the Martial Arts Arena. They arranged themselves into formations on the green field. Up on the main stage, seats had been set up, and the nameplates on the tables bore the names of several school leaders, though it didn't seem like many were in attendance.
As the matriculation ceremony began, Rong Taotao stood on the field, the words going in one ear and out the other as usual.
Rong Taotao could never bring himself to listen to these kinds of speeches from school leaders. Once the ceremony was over, the first-year students would stay behind for class assignments and military training, and the kids from the Junior Class would finally be free to go.
