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Chapter 523: And This Year... We Have Quite The Lineup He straightened his shoulders slightly, now slipping into his formal tone.

"But truly, it's an honor to welceveryone today. This is a semi formal, widely broadcasted event where the students of our academy get to show off their talent major skills. And this year... we have quite the lineup." He winked. The cameras zoomed in.

"Before we begin the student performances, we must acknowledge the presence of several highly distinguished guests with us this afternoon." He took a tic breath, flipped a golden notecard, and began: "First, we welcThe Honorable Minister of Foreign Affairs, His Excellency Sir Damian Knox, also known in political circles as 'the diplomat you don't want to argue with on a Monday.'" A chuckle moved through the crowd as the camera panned to a tall, stern man in a grey suit nodding graciously. "Sitting beside him is his daughter, Stephanie Knox, our very own year 3 class representative, sharp tongue, sharper GPA!" Stephanie gave a half smile, clearly caught off guard by the casual roast.

"And yes, seated to her right, is the infamous Nicholas Knox, known for being good at martial arts and bad at moving small girls out of chairs." This one earned a loud laugh from the students. Nicholas crossed his arms with an irritated scoff.

"Ahem," the MC said with mock regret. "Let us also bow in respect to Elder Knox, one of the Top Five Elders on the Council, and one of the few men in this nation who could make a noble family listen by simply sighing." Elder Knox nodded slightly, eyes amused but composed.

"Next, ah yes. We are graced by the presence of Elder Benjamin, or as most know him, Elder Ben. A legend among scholars. A terror to lazy students. And currently the only elder who willingly chose to supervise the 2nd MBBS professional exam." The students broke into nervous claps. Swere still recovering from the trauma.

"Also present," the MC continued with a flourish, "are Dean Mabel Ezeani of the Performing Arts Faculty, who once choreographed a national dance tour and will now judge whether you can even step in time." "And of course," the MC said, grinning as he gestured toward a reserved seat in the front row, "we can't forget Master Kenneth Ibe, our Chief Examiner for Instrumental Music!" A round of polite applause followed, but the MC leaned in with mock solemnity and lowered his voice slightly like he was about to spill a tragic life story.

"This man has been playing the piano longer than most of you have been alive. He once toldmy singing could cause structural damage." Laughter rippled through the audience.

"True story," the MC added, holding up a hand. "I sang one scale, just one! and he calmly packed up his keyboard and said, 'I refuse to be an accessory to sonic terrorism."" The students burst into louder laughter, sdoubling over, others clapping in amusement.

"But honestly..." his voice softened, a genuine smile spreading across his face. "Master Kenneth is the reason I dropped Music and ran... nope, an understatement... fled into the loving arms of my third major back when I was a student here: 'Master of Ceremony Studies: Voice, Presence, and Crowd Command.' Best decision of my life." He paused, nodding gratefully in Kenneth's direction. "So thank you, Master Kenneth, for givingthe most effective career counselling in the history of this academy. I owe you." The crowd laughed again, this tmixed with warm appreciation. Even Master Kenneth cracked a rare smile and gave a slow nod, acknowledging the jab and the gratitude alike.

Then, just as quickly, he spun back into show mode.

He raised a hand theatrically.

"And of course, to all parents, alumni, and online viewers tuning in across the continent, yes, we see your comments-" The side screen lit up with a stream of online messages @Chukwu_Mom24: "Waving at my baby girl Chika! Don't fall this time, please!" @MedStudentBurnout: "Wait, did he just roast Nicholas LIVE? " @LegendWatch101: "I heard someone plans to skip years. Imagine going through year three exams for at least four majors, as a year one student. If she succeeds, I'm quitting my job and becoming a fan full time." @ ProudlyAnOmnioraAcademyAlumni: "Oh my gosh; The MC's senior Axel! He was my crush back in school | wonder if he's still single." @CarlFanAcct999: "No Prince Carl? Tragic. But I'm still watching." @JustHere4: "Someone said there's a year one trying to do the impossible today? I'm READY."

"Ah yes," the MC smiled, clearly loving the chaos. "To our online audience, thank you for joining us. Please m e remember to keep your reactions wild but respectful. Unless you're related to Nicholas, then I totally understand." He leaned slightly toward the mic with a grin, "—and to the person who just asked if I'm still single... inboxafter the show." He took one last tic pause, then lifted his hand toward the stage.

"Let the 2025 Talents Exam of Omniora Academy... BEGIN!" Cheers erupted from the audience, and the hall vibrated with anticipation.

The MC took a long, theatrical pause after his announcement of the event's commencement. His eyes sparkled mischievously as he scanned the packed audience.

"Ah... but before we begin the first performance, it seems I missed a tiny detail." He held up two fingers an inch apart, grinning like a fox with a secret.

"Now, I know sof you thought you would just stroll in, impress a few judges, and get on with your day...

Ο but no-no no, this is Omniora Academy. And when Omniora does something, we do it loud." A low murmur spread through the crowd. Phones tilted forward. The cameras zoomed in. Everyone leaned just a little closer.

"So... allowto introduce a few late arrivals."

He raised a brow tically.

"Coming straight from active duty, in full uniform I might add) General Somto White, known across the continent as the Steel Wall of the East, and coincidentally, one of our very own alumni!"