Can Ci Pin/Imperfections(残次品)BL by Priest

Chapter 9

The auditorium was magnificent with its vast dome designed as an artificial sky, looking incredibly realistic. It can turn clear or starry as one liked it.

Despite the splendor of the decoration above, the students sitting beneath did not seem to match this glorious beauty.

As the opening ceremony was about to begin, the students inside were all seated - each considered themselves a hero, although in fact they were actually masters of trouble-making. They seemed to be here to start a thug life, rather than schooldays.

Once the scrappy kiddos were together, a gang fight was inevitable.

On the southeast wing, a boy looking broad and muscular who was too lazy to go to his own seat inside took someone else's aisle seat, which soon started up a fight. Other students around kicked up the fuss and soon the gang fight escalated into a celebration of indiscipline on the stand.

In the northwest wing, a girl was groped by a schoolmate who was actually a hooligan. Without a word, she took out a laser gun straight from her bag. With a single shot, she startled all the students around, which almost caused a stampede before security robots quickly came to control the situation. To everyone's surprise, the laser gun was homemade.

Among the central seats, there was someone even more outstanding: sticking to the principle of "eloquence, not fists", he brought in a micro speaker and hacked into the sound systems of the auditorium. Through the 360-degree surround sound system, he shouted "Fuck you, John Wu!"

Nobody knew who John Wu was, but the shout laid out the vulgar atmosphere of the whole opening ceremony. Laughter burst out around. The three deans sat in the front with a group of scholars in the middle of the chaos, like a group of devotional monks trapped in the devil's lair.

Bixing Lu remained calm even though everything was in a mess, because he thought that geniuses like him did not need teachers for self-study was enough for them - it was the ones the least possible to teach that was worth teaching.

But...

He glanced over at the empty VIP seat and sighed softly.

Anyway, given that Headmaster Lu had been running the school full of wild kids for this long without getting a heart attack, he did have a mind as broad as the skies. He soon got over it-if B4 came, it would be a wonderful surprise, and if B4 didn't, it would be just as he had expected, and there was nothing to lose.

Quickly adjusting himself, Bixing Lu headed to the podium with a calm face. In the thundering burst of laughter which almost turned the roof over, he made quite a splashy appearance.

The lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a single beam on the podium. The podium rose slowly to the middle of the air, approaching the dome which was casted with a star atlas. All the stars spun slowly in the stretch of the night sky.

Lu stood imperturbably on the platform, although no one paid any attention to him.

"Dear students..."

A bang came off the balcony closest to the podium: a student was pushed down violently. Then the auditorium acoustics were drowned out by all the ensuing swearing. The hall became a battlefield.

The cranky dean of Mech Operation jumped to his feet and decided to leave right away.

Bixing Lu shut up temporarily. He calmly took out a headset, clipped it on his head, and tapped the platform with the tip of his shoes. Then as the hall's acoustics hummed a huge tremor, everyone inside the hall turned into dices shaken in the cup, and anyone who did not get seated in place were shaken down.

The auditorium fell into complete silence for a short while.

Bixing Lu took off the headset and continued, "Hello, everyone, welcome to Starry Sea Academy. I know you guys really want to beat me up now, but sorry, you can't reach me. And I know you are planning to do it when I finish and get down. My speech takes about 15 minutes. You have 15 minutes to consider thoroughly whether to beat your headmaster or not. After all, up until yesterday, the largest shareholder of our academy has become the Blackhole."

Hearing this, the front-row staff lowered their heads like they were mourning in the cemetery, feeling that their salary had been tainted by the awful hooligans.

"I, together with my colleagues, will accompany you for the next few years - perhaps the most important years of your life."

The boy who hacked into the sound system just now suddenly chipped in, "Headmaster, do you teach how to pick up girls or dudes?"

"It seems that this mister is rather flexible about partners, so I suggest everyone remember this voice in case of starting a relationship with the wrong guy in the future. By the way, that's a good suggestion. In the future, we will offer some selective courses on this topic, focusing on how to avoid undesirable relationships." Bixing Lu answered smoothly.