Chapter 79: What Stars Doesn't This School Have?

On the fifth-floor hallway of the Central Telesen University Department teaching building, not far from the chairman's office, the familiar pair continued walking side by side.

However, compared to the calm-faced Aomo, JunChuan JiangSheng's expression was not looking good.

"It's truly unbelievable, why would the chairman give you such harsh conditions!"

"There's no spot for you in the trainer's room, no activity room allocated to you, just because you signed a special recruitment contract—does the trainer's job count as a long-term commission?!"

Although the chairman is respected, the secretary JunChuan JiangSheng, who had already shown the utmost respect, did not erupt on the spot; she could only, while leaving the chairman's office at this moment, feel indignant for him and also prepare to console him.

As it turned out, she was the one who got consoled first.

"There's no need to be so angry, Miss JunChuan; think about it—I'm still just a new trainer, haven't even found a horse girl to take charge of, and I'm also a mercenary, so it's hard to get along well with the other senior colleagues, right?" Aomo remained calm throughout.

After all, before JunChuan JiangSheng returned to the office, he had already signed a series of mutually satisfactory agreements with Chairman Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan.

Becoming a special recruitment trainer through long-term commission was also his proposed reason; although this would result in a lack of basic benefits as a trainer, it also granted him more freedom.

As for the background support he originally had in mind... he had intended to proceed gradually to avoid abruptness, and the discussions between them indeed never mentioned it, but some regulations seemed prepared for further cooperation.

Having such consensus also reminded him of that saying about shortcuts and their cost.

But in that case, JunChuan JiangSheng's reaction made him feel slightly guilty; it was clear that he himself had not intended to fully commit to this endeavor, and the chairman's agreement was already quite lenient.

This also showed that trainer resources are indeed somewhat scarce nowadays.

However, speaking of which, this also proves that the chairman's stern demeanor is quite effective.

Originally, if they had directly discussed this kind of contract, Miss JunChuan JiangSheng's anger should have been aimed at himself, and Aomo knew this clearly in his heart.

But because Chairman Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan initially adopted a solemn attitude coupled with an apparently absurd test proposal, Miss JunChuan JiangSheng unconsciously saw herself as the weaker party; furthermore, her performance in the test established basic recognition from the other side, and finally this agreement, which seemed excessive but actually had favorable conditions, completely made her view herself as a victim, while Chairman Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan, despite being lightly dissed by the secretary, was still entirely within an acceptable range.

The chairman's scheme is quite simple, even appearing as if he steadily adds trouble for JunChuan JiangSheng with his consistent unconventional pace, yet that is precisely what makes it formidable.

She fully grasped Miss JunChuan's pace, turning the possibility of being disliked by Miss JunChuan into sympathy for the victim.

The smile and fan-waving upon departure also seemed to hint at her own maneuvering; if she didn't reciprocate with some soothing, her evaluation in the other's heart would also drop.

Even if she didn't intend to cooperate, even venting grievances would hardly affect her; see how Miss JunChuan JiangSheng, even if feeling resentful, didn't utter a single swear word—such displeasure would likely fade as a minor episode after a while.

But for him, this could become a major problem down the line.

So Aomo hurriedly said: "Moreover, Chairman Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan knows I plan to register and set up an office soon; arranging the office there would be fine, but the activity room......"

He fell silent for a moment, opened his briefcase, and pulled out a page of permit from inside.

"There's a permit to convert an empty classroom into an activity room, which counts as the basics being ready; by the way, you haven't told me the LINE chat room number for my colleagues."

Compared to all the previous remarks, it was actually the last sentence that could most interrupt JunChuan JiangSheng, causing the 'but' she was about to blurt out to be held back into: "Ah, okay, please wait a moment."

Saying that, she began to operate the terminal in her hand.

Unexpectedly, it was a terminal, not a phone.

Perhaps because her work required her to upgrade her tech level far more than those girls, Aomo casually guessed as much, and without rudely staring at JunChuan JiangSheng, he turned his gaze to the window beside her.

The windows of the University Department teaching building overlook the lobby below, but because the class bell had just rung not long ago, a glance revealed extreme emptiness—only... a figure wearing a Telesen student uniform yet sporting a small hat on top was walking out of the hallway.

"Mr. Lintong, I've got the number; let me add you as a friend first."

"……." The pupil's contraction had already relaxed; Aomo looked back at the JunChuan JiangSheng who greeted him, also took out the terminal to calibrate, his expression calm, operation steady.

And down below, Qianming, who had just felt someone looking at him, turned back in confusion, only to see the same old hallway and windows.

He then turned back again, continuing his unfinished stroll.

As fellow retired senior sisters of the University Department, she was the most idle among them, while on the opposite end, the busiest was Ludaofu Xiangzheng.

However, wanting to get busy is actually quite simple.

After all, the school is full of junior underclassmen, and it's also good for senior sisters nearing graduation to give them guidance.

"You really don't need any help, Trainer Lintong?"

"Yes, I don't need any."

After obtaining the official regular channel to contact other trainers, Aomo proactively suggested, declining JunChuan JiangSheng's continued goodwill of acting as a guide to introduce him to various places in the academy and to find an empty classroom that could serve as an activity room.

"Miss JunChuan probably has other unfinished business to attend to, right?"

This itself wasn't something to rush either, for Aomo knew his current situation was like that of David and Miss Grace when they arrived at school just before the college entrance exam—having come at a somewhat untimely moment.

In recent days there have been no newcomer debut races, and with the Jidong Derby approaching, it's even rarer for a solitary student who trains alone to be completely unaffected.

Regarding the matter of whether he could quickly find a horse girl to take charge of, Aomo actually didn't hold much expectation; he could only say it was fortunate he hadn't become an official trainer, for even if he couldn't find a charge for a few days, he wouldn't be kicked out.

But since he wasn't in a hurry to find a charge either... then looking for an activity room wasn't urgent either; even for this school, Aomo also intended to just wander around on his own for now.

Having others act as guides, hoping their familiarity with the venue and planning skills would set the pace, did not suit Aomo's personality.

"... Indeed so," upon mentioning the unfinished work, the secretary's visage visibly stiffened for a moment, "In that case, please feel free to contact me, Mr. Lintong, if you have any problems, especially regarding the students!"

This is a heartfelt concern and advice, given that the horse girls—even those in the junior division—when they get rowdy also possess considerable destructive power.

The chairman has already allocated too much funding to public property maintenance, even once considering self-funding a Telesen-exclusive hospital from scratch, but that was shot down by JunChuan JiangSheng.

The medical resources in Jiemen District are already abundant, but trainers shouldn't therefore go and purchase a full-year VIP package at the city hospital.

Even staff gatherings are just lying connected in a hospital ward—what kind of talk is that!

But this also stems from trainers usually being too busy with work to have chances to improve themselves; those who concurrently studied source energy and martial arts specialties during university wouldn't end up like this.

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In response, Aomo merely nodded in agreement.

Since an electronic health check sheet had already been shown when signing the contract, it's actually hard to say whether this warning is meant to protect Aomo or the horse girls.

It might also simply be about protecting campus property.

"Well then, I'll go ahead first, Miss JunChuan."

"All right, though it's been a long while, please let me also say: welcome to Telesen Academy, Trainer Lintong," saying that, the green-clad secretary suddenly laughed and pointed at the briefcase in Aomo's hand, "Please also carefully review the school's materials."

"I sincerely look forward to working together with you."

"From now on, let's cheer on together for the horse girls."

Having said that, she didn't wait for Aomo's response, already turned her back and stepped ahead first, her stride composed.

He merely turned his head to look at his own briefcase, then turned back to look at the other person's back, which deliberately concealed the horse girl's features; his smile was somewhat subtle.

Oh right, Mr. Lin Dun.

Suddenly, the secretary turned his head again, pointing a finger at his own chest, his gaze teasing: "In the academy, it's best to wear the training staff badge."

"... Thanks for the reminder." Aomo gave an embarrassed laugh, reaching into his pocket to pull out the badge he had only just acquired.

The dark gold theme color, the grass-like emerald lettering; despite being a newcomer, and even a special recruit, the badge was still standard issue.

Wearing it meant being one of the official staff members of Trinsen Academy, a school that consistently upholds the system, a sports school, and a training center.

No need to thank you; I wish you success.

JunChuan JiangSheng smiled and walked away again, while Aomo also turned his head back, lowered his eyes to look at the badge on his chest, and then unconsciously glanced out the window.

As expected, that figure was nowhere to be seen.