Hunting High School

In the end, Zheng Qing did not set off an identity revolution in the elf world.

He also failed to ask the gypsy witch out of the foreign students' dormitory building.

Therefore, after patrolling on Saturday night, instead of going back to the dormitory to rest, he went straight to the Shushan Pavilion, sat at the desk where Irene was tutoring homework, and prayed that he could see that beautiful figure here.

Maybe because he fell asleep during the prayer, or maybe his prayer was not so formal, God gave up the hypocrite in a fit of anger.

From morning to afternoon, during Zheng Qing's sleep, her eyes were dimmed, half of her body was numb, and she didn't even have a good meal. However, there were people coming and going in the Shushan Pavilion, but the witch never appeared.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The hour and minute hands of the clock have met and missed more than ten times.

It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, the sky darkened.

This Sunday, according to Lao Yao's rules, there will be a regular class meeting in the evening.

Looking at the blue sky outside the window, the young public fee student who had nothing to gain, sighed deeply, finally stood up, and left with a tired heart.

The classroom for the opening meeting is located in East 601 of the main building, and it is also the classroom for magic lessons on weekdays.

When Zheng Qing arrived, it was nearly seven o'clock, and most of the students were seated. Because Professor Yao hadn't come yet, the classroom was full of noisy atmosphere.

Pushing open the classroom door, the young public-funded student ran straight to the back of the classroom with his head down. Out of his corner of his eye, he caught sight of the wine-red, fuzzy shadow behind the desks against the wall. Intense fragrance.

His eyelids felt tingly.

"Why are you here so late!" Xin Fatty raised his arms, waved his hands vigorously, and greeted carelessly.

"I've read too much in Shushanguan." Zheng Qing muttered, sitting down on the empty seat next to Xiao Xiao, and sighed deeply.

"The person is over there," Xiao Xiao said with trembling lips, "Aren't you going to do something?"

Zheng Qing slapped his head on the desk.

"Not in the mood." He hummed in a muffled voice.

"I remember you said that you don't want to be in the future, because you will regret today's shrinking." Xiao Xiao's voice was a little louder, and Xin Fatty's ears trembled in the front row, and his head was tilted back.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, but still didn't look up.

"Some people, some things, if you miss it, you will never go back." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, hesitated for a few seconds, and added: "Unless you can surpass the Realm of the great wizard, maybe there is time to reverse the time." An opportunity to regret across time and space.”

"What kind of Realm is the Realm beyond the Great Wizard?" Zheng Qing raised his head, a little curious.

"Is this the point?!" Xiao Xiao's eyes twitched.

Xin Fatty's shoulders shook violently.

"Boom!"

The classroom door slammed violently, which interrupted Zheng Qing's thoughts and shocked the noisy classroom.

Professor Yao raised one hand in the air and was still pushing the door, but seeing his dull expression, he was obviously startled by the loud noise.

The whole classroom was silent.

"Go...to...!" The stick figure behind the door screamed at the top of his voice, "Wei... Wu...!"

"Noisy." The expression on Lao Yao's face finally eased, he tapped the paper with his pipe, and scolded with a smile: "Is it your fault!"

"You are wronged, my lord, the villain is wronged..." Jian Bihua howled in a high-pitched voice, splashing and rolling on the paper.

The students roared with laughter.

Lao Yao didn't speak any more, just smiled, shook his head, and strode up to the podium.

"It's always so energetic." Zheng Qing rested his chin and watched the little man get up and sit cross-legged in the corner of the white paper, and put the hat on the ground upside down, like a beggar who started work.

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"That's not vitality... that's called madness." Xiao Xiao hummed in a low voice, "If you can only stay on one piece of paper every day, maybe you will be even crazier than it."

Zheng Qing thought about that restrained and boring day, and suddenly shivered, and quickly drove those negative emotions out of his mind.

Then he noticed a detail.

"Who drew a hat for him!" The young public fee student stared at the simple, embossed hat on the white paper, and bumped Dr. Xiao next to him with his elbow.

"I don't know...maybe it's a kind lady." Xiao Xiao's lips twitched, warning: "If you don't want to be called up by Lao Yao to recite your 'One Week Life Report', then shut up!"

Zheng Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at the podium with a guilty conscience.

I don't know which senior's bad idea, the school seems to think that letting students make simple life notes every day, and then compile them into a book, can effectively exercise their spiritual quality.

Ever since, Jiuyou College resolutely implemented the school's suggestion.

At the regular class meeting every Sunday, Lao Yao would ask the students to hand in their notes for the week—if a student's performance "surprised" him, he would ask the student to stand on the podium with a smile on his face. Emotional recitations to myself for a week each day.

"This week is the last Sunday in September." On the podium, Professor Yao's deep and powerful voice sounded slowly: "It has been a month since you entered the First University."

"Everyone should have gained something, more or less."

"Maybe it's a spell, maybe it's a potion, maybe it's a few talismans, a few runes...Of course, it could also be friendship or love."

The classroom immediately became a little uneasy.

Everyone is communicating with obscure but clear eyes.

"I'm very happy to see you all working hard to grow on this campus."

"I also very much hope that in the days to come, you can maintain this positive spirit and go further on the road of owning."

Zheng Qing's ears automatically filtered Lao Yao's bureaucratic clichés.

With his head down, he copied the spells of the binding spell over and over again in his own dharma book, using mental fatigue to relieve the anxiety deep in his heart.

I do not know how long it has been.

Until Xiao Xiao pulled his arm.

"What?" Zheng Qing turned his head in surprise.

"Listen carefully," Xiao Xiao motioned him to look at the podium: "Lao Yao started to talk about the work schedule for next week."

"What's there to listen to..." Zheng Qing muttered: "The schedule is fixed...Every week is a cliché."

Then Professor Yao's next sentence made him widen his eyes in surprise.

"Next Monday, we will hold the opening ceremony."

"The location is in the first hall... Does anyone know where the first hall is?"

Everyone shook their heads quickly.

"The talisman class on Monday afternoon will be cancelled. According to the usual practice, we will arrange for you to make up this talisman class in the practical class on Friday afternoon...Everyone, please note clearly on your own schedule...I will discuss the details of the opening ceremony tomorrow Let Downton and Jiang Yu know after the morning Charms class... Do you have any other questions?"

"Professor, why did the opening ceremony take place so late!"

"Who is hosting, is it the principal?"

"There is even a special opening ceremony... I thought the old man had already held it for us after we got off the plane."

For a while, many people started discussing this topic in a hurry, and the classroom suddenly fell into chaos.

"Quiet!!" The pipe in Lao Yao's hand slammed heavily on the table.

The original calm was immediately restored in the classroom.

"Since there are no other questions, let's adjourn the meeting!"

"be safe!"

Immediately in the classroom there was the sound of rattling when tables, chairs and benches were moved.

"Zheng Qing, stay here for a while." Lao Yao snapped his fingers and stopped the public finance student who had just stood up.

After several companions sent the most sincere blessings with their eyes, they disappeared into the classroom in a flash.

"I have a few things to inform you." Lao Yao bit his pipe, pressed his shoulder with one hand, walked out together with him, and said slowly:

"At the opening ceremony tomorrow, the Wizards Union may come to give you an award in recognition of your outstanding performance in the Four Seasons Workshop... You have to be mentally prepared. If you speak at that time, don't be too nervous."

"Also, the results of your physical examination at the school hospital came out. Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, let's find time to discuss this issue... Like I said, your headache is a big problem."

"But it doesn't matter, this is the first university after all, there is no problem that we can't solve..."