Monster Hunting High School

"...I know that some students feel that the practical class is not very helpful for the registered wizard assessment; some students think that they have achieved good results in the school hunting party and winter hunting, and have already obtained enough practical points, and feel that the practical class is not enough It's important... These are all correct, but I want to remind you that at the end of a school year, the practical score needs to include the teacher's classroom evaluation... I believe you don't want me to write in the evaluation such as 'late for class' Things like 'not paying attention in class' or 'eating in class'."

These words were said by Assistant Teacher Hilda in front of everyone at the beginning of the practical class.

When he said these words, Zheng Qing was standing behind the team of Astronomy Class 08-1, closing his mouth tightly and slowly moving his cheeks, just like the way the fat dog at home used to eat secretly.

Hearing the calm warning from the teaching assistant, the young government-funded student subconsciously tried to swallow the food in his mouth, but ended up choking on the coarse food and turning red.

Perhaps Hilda thought this was a sign of shame for the wizard, and she looked back with satisfaction.

Then he cleared his throat and continued: "The old year and the old semester are coming to an end. Regarding the content of this semester's final exam, I want to emphasize one point, that is, the 'real questions' from last year and earlier are for you It’s meaningless. The essence of practice lies in experience. Everything you have learned in this green valley is compared to the risks outside the school..."

boom!

A red figure jumped out of the void and hit the snowdrift not far from the teaching assistant. It made a dull impact and scattered snowflakes, interrupting the teaching assistant's passionate speech.

The round pumpkin car's butt was pointed upward, and its wheels spun helplessly in the air.

Everything looked so familiar.

Zheng Qing looked at this familiar scene, and a not-so-good idea suddenly came to his mind.

call!

A big red hood and four chubby rabbits emerged from the snowdrift, puff puff puffing, spitting out snowflakes in their mouths. Under the hood, there was a white and transparent face that Zheng Qing was very familiar with.

Although she hit the ground with her face many times in a row, her face was not damaged at all and was still so delicate and cute. It's just that at this moment, Zheng Qing couldn't feel the slightest bit of 'cuteness', and he didn't feel the joy of 'encountering' an acquaintance at all.

Because it was less than half an hour since he and this guy parted ways!

"It's Little Red Riding Hood!"

There were witches in the crowd who were inexplicably surprised. Although these elves were hired by the school to act as Santa Claus to deliver gifts, in fact very few people could see these dwarf elves in red cloaks and red hoods actually appearing in front of them. Some people can only receive Christmas presents popping out of the air and see a flash of red pass before their eyes.

The witch's scream immediately ignited the atmosphere of the audience, and exclamations came one after another:

"A real little red riding hood!"

"I've never seen Little Red Riding Hood alive!"

"The rabbit that pulls her cart looks so fat... I mean, it looks so well-raised!"

"Why don't those rabbits chew on the pumpkin cart?"

"Didn't you say that the school hired them to deliver gifts this year?"

The buzzing questions and whispers among the young wizards came to an abrupt end with the birth of the last question, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange quiet atmosphere. Many young wizards and witches seemed to become confused at the same time. They smiled solemnly, with straight faces, but panic and nervousness were revealed in their eyes.

People who choose to let Little Red Riding Hood help deliver gifts most likely do not want others to know that they are delivering gifts. Therefore, every wizard who gave a gift was silently praying that the pumpkin cart did not contain his own gift.

Zheng Qing pinched the Ziwei Jue with his left hand, crossed the index and middle fingers of his right hand to make a cross, and muttered the words "Ami Tofu" in his mouth. He tried his best to shrink behind Zhang Jixin's broad back, hoping that Little Red Riding Hood couldn't see him.

Assistant Hilda's face went from angry, to surprised, to narrowing her eyes maliciously, with an enigmatic smile on her face. The whole process only took a few seconds.

Then he blinked and didn't say a word. He just quietly jumped to a big bluestone next to him, sat on the stone with his legs drooped, and held a juicy carrot that he got from somewhere in his hand. He started chewing.

The crisp sound attracted the envious eyes of the four big rabbits. They raised their ears, swayed their short tails, and looked eagerly at the delicious food in the hands of the teaching assistant, with fawning expressions on their faces.

"Ah, sorry!"

"There is an urgent item here that needs to be delivered as quickly as possible...so I'm sorry to bother you!"

Little Red Riding Hood bowed and apologized very politely. After standing up, she took out a long piece of parchment in her hand. She stepped out on her two short legs, dragged her wide cloak, and shuttled through the crowd like a butterfly, muttering in her mouth. : "Jiang Yu, Class 08-1 Astronomy, Jiuyou College, First University...ah, that's you, right?"

She stood accurately in front of Jiang Yu, looked up at the tall witch, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out her hand, and a beautifully wrapped gift box flew out of the pumpkin cart:

"Please sign for your Christmas gift!"

The witch frowned slightly and put away the gift box with a hint of surprise - Zheng Qing was a little unsure whether she had glanced at him just now, but now was not the time to care about this detail.

Because after giving the gift, Little Red Riding Hood did not leave immediately. Instead, she stood there and looked around, then jumped up to a young public-funded student with a pale face. She jumped up happily and slapped him on the face. In the knee socket.

"How's it going? I told you that I deliver gifts quickly! And I will never deliver them to the wrong one!" Her tone was very proud, and she looked proud: "I even jumped in the queue for you!"

The tone behind the words is that you have made a lot of money.

Regardless of the white robe or the red robe, or the teaching assistant sitting on the big bluestone with his legs crossed - all the wizards looked at this scene, with expressions on their faces.

Zheng Qing only hated that her slap was too weak and did not send him flying into space.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The young public-funded student thanked him in a low voice and sincerely, but his eyes were a little erratic and looked very insincere. However, as an elf, Little Red Riding Hood did not understand this slightly embarrassing emotion. After receiving the wizard's thanks, , jumped back into the pumpkin cart with satisfaction, swung the reins, and drove the rabbits to disappear into the air.

The red shadow just disappeared.

The crowd suddenly erupted into chaos.

Ridicule, teasing, questioning, and even anger.

It was as if huge stones had been plunged into the cesspit, and the overwhelming number of flies vibrated their wings, and a buzzing sound swept through, noisy to everyone's ears.

"Young, so energetic, the whole world is jealous of it." Hilda stood up, jumped off the big bluestone, wiped the radish foam from the corner of her mouth, and used a sentence from Samuel Coleridge with great emotion. poetry.

Zheng Qing didn't find it poetic at all.

Just wanted him to shut up.