Hunting High School

Zheng Qing hastily filled in the names of Jiang Yu and Downton on the voting sheet, then crumpled it into a ball, and threw it away. The ball of paper fluttered in the air, stretched out its slender neck and wings, and turned into a small blue bird. The bird flew crookedly towards the podium.

Similar to him, many students in the class did not waste too much thought on electing the monitor, but focused on another group of paper cranes that rose from the podium and flew to the audience—— Pretending to be their final exam results—this may be Lao Yao’s bad taste. While the students were submitting their voting slips, he also turned everyone’s transcripts into paper cranes and flew off the podium.

All of a sudden, dozens of paper birds flew towards each other in the sky above the small classroom, and from time to time, two of them bumped into each other, struggling clumsily amidst the whispered exclamations of the witches, flapping their little wings hard, and flying toward each other. The target flies away.

Zheng Qing stared closely at the group of origami cranes starting from the podium, watching their number less and less, from dozens to dozens, until the sky above the right rear corner of the classroom, there were only four left .

Then he raised his head and watched the four paper cranes flapping their wings unhurriedly, and landed on the desks of the four hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team.

One of them landed in front of him.

Zheng Qing spread out his palm and stretched it out in front of the paper crane. The paper crane stretched its neck gracefully, pecked at the young wizard's palm, and then spread its wings, which turned into a light blue report card in a blink of an eye.

Then Zheng Qing froze in place immediately.

Because the report card is blank.

Just as he was hesitating whether to raise his hand and ask if he had sent the wrong form, a line of words appeared indistinctly on the light blue report card:

——The 2008-2009 academic year upgrade report card of Jiuyou College, First University.

Neat regular scripts appeared one after another, and then disappeared, replaced by a row of slightly smaller boldface characters——In this report card, the scores of individual subjects are calculated on a 100-point system, and the total score is 900. Grades (20%), final written test grades (35%) and final practical grades (35%) are composed of four parts.

(All the displayed results have been summed up by the final examination review committee. If you have any questions, please contact the counselors, and you can apply in writing to obtain the relevant test papers)

(Zheng Qing’s final grades are as follows)

—— Charms: 95 (9+18+33+35)

—— Talismanology: 100 (10+20+35+35)

- Divination: 89 (6+18+30+35)

——Astronomy: 90 (7+17+32+35)

- History of Magic: 93 (9+18+31+35)

- Philosophy of Magic: 90 (9+16+30+35)

- Potions: 91 (8+18+30+35)

—— Life class: 95 (10+18+32+35)

——Alchemy: 85 (5+14+31+35)

Total score (828 points), comprehensive evaluation (excellent).

Another note: The student did not participate in the practical assessment of the final exam. In view of the fact that he submitted a practical assessment appeal and referred to his multiple practical experiences in the first grade, after the review of the Examination Review Committee of Jiuyou College of First University and the review of the joint meeting of professors of First University, it was determined that the student Students with excellent practical performance will be calculated on the basis of full marks.

Holding this thin report card, Zheng Qing carefully calculated every number on it, especially the last remark, and read it word by word several times with patience. All practical exams were scored with full marks!

No wonder they were able to overwhelm those two guys, Matthew Karen and Downton, and get the quota of public sponsors again.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing subconsciously looked up at the front row of the classroom, where there were two other public-funded students, and they were still ranked ahead of her!

"It's really perverted." The new (old) public finance student murmured to himself. He got thirty-five percent practical grades almost by cheating, yet he was suppressed by those two witches.

"What?" Xiao Xiao tilted his head and glanced at him.

Zheng Qing immediately looked away: "No...it's nothing, I mean, my practice results have taken advantage of it."

As he said, he stretched his neck and looked at Xiao Xiao's report card: "Let me see, what are your other grades... Fuck, ruthless!"

Unlike Zheng Qing, who only got 100 points in Talisman, the string of 100s on Dr. Xiao Da's report card was particularly dazzling, and the lowest score was 95 points, so that Zheng Qing felt that his eyes were covered with just a glance. It was hot and painful.

But he couldn't help but look again.

"Yeah, that's a bad grade." Dr. Xiao Da took off his own black-rimmed glasses, and sighed melancholy while wiping the lenses.

Xin Fatty turned around with difficulty, squeezed to Zheng Qing's side, and looked at the doctor's report card together.

"Fuck, ruthless!" He yelled the same words as the young public-funded student, and at the same time couldn't help shaking his fists in front of the doctor: "Are you still dissatisfied with this? Is it because of the public-funded student quota?"

"You want me to give it to you, no matter what!" Zheng Qing vowed, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth. He really wanted to change the name on Xiao Xiao's report card to his own name.

Xiao Xiao put his glasses on the bridge of his nose again, turned his head to look out of the window, and said in a more melancholy voice, "You don't understand..."

"Don't understand what?"

Zhang Jixin also finished reading the own report card, and just turned around when he heard the doctor's sigh, so he stretched out his hand, grabbed the list in Zheng Qing's hand, looked it over, and raised his eyebrows: "Why is your magic history only ninety-five? "

"Damn it, is ninety-five low?" Xin Fatty yelled strangely: "My magic history score is only over eighty...Ninety-five is almost one of the top scores in the whole grade!"

"No, no, you are different from a doctor." The red-faced wizard flicked the report card in his hand, and gave Xiao Xiao a meaningful glance.

Xin Fatty was only dull for a few seconds, and suddenly realized: "Oh, the history of magic is Mr. Sima's class...you are dead, doctor. With so many perfect marks in other subjects, history is only 95...you are dead gone."

Boom, boom, boom!

On the podium, Professor Yao tapped on the desk with his fingers, attracting the attention of the whole class. The humming whispers in the classroom quickly subsided.

"If you have any doubts about the test results, please report back as soon as possible. You only have one week next week." Lao Yao bit his pipe, but his voice was unambiguous: "At the same time, next week, students who have failed to retake the corresponding courses and submit applications materials, all processes must be completed before the end of next week..."

"Failed?" Zheng Qing looked down at the own test paper, then turned to look at several companions: "What does failing mean? Fail? With such scattered weights, it is very difficult to fail!"

Xin Fatty glanced at him quietly: "Do you know that talking like this is easy to get beaten."

"Then there is the result of your vote just now!" On the podium, Professor Yao raised his voice slightly to suppress the gradually rising waves in the audience. - The two monitors for the 2010 school year are still students Downton and Jiang Yu, everyone welcome!"

Immediately there was sparse and unexpected applause in the classroom.