Monster Hunting High School

Sunday night.

Before the class meeting begins.

Zheng Qing was the first student to arrive in classroom 601 in the east teaching building.

Because there was no one in the classroom, the little stick figure looked very lackluster. He just glanced at the young teaching assistant and was minding his own business on the white paper, holding his potato-like head and arranging a few sparse hair on his head. hair.

The reason why Zheng Qing came to the classroom so early was that it was already close to three o'clock in the afternoon when he left the teaching assistant group's conference room. At this time, he rushed back to the dormitory. After completing one or two assignments, he had to rush to the teaching building. It will waste half an hour.

For Zheng Qing at this time, nothing is more precious than time.

Furthermore, during the nearly six-hour meeting from morning to afternoon, Zheng Qing spent most of his time studying in a state of higher efficiency than usual. The result of this period of intense study was to walk out of the conference room and bathe in the Under the bright sunshine in the afternoon, he had a strong feeling that if he returned to the dormitory now, he would definitely fall asleep directly.

Going to the classroom can avoid this situation to a certain extent.

But obviously, Zheng Qing overestimated his perseverance and underestimated his fatigue.

Sitting alone in the classroom before finishing an assignment—to be precise, just after his quill left the first line of words on the parchment—the young wizard fell into a drowsy state. Fortunately, he fell asleep. Before that, he had always had an invisibility charm hanging on his body, so he didn't have to worry about being bagged in his sleep.

In the groggy state, the familiar voices of my companions could be faintly heard in my ears——

"...The Star Hunting Team said that if you participate in the competition, in addition to hunting and tickets, we will also have a share of other income including gambling, game peripherals, etc... Of course, we will share it with other hunting teams. …”

"...Then the fewer hunting teams that join, the more money they can get?"

"...This is not necessarily true...the more hunting teams that participate, the more supporters from different hunting teams will come. With more viewers, the odds for hunting games and gambling will be larger, and the income will be more. "

"...Does forgiveness also have supporters? How come I've never heard of it!"

"...How come your words sound so much like what Brother Zha said! He doesn't know why he can understand it. After all, most of his energy is on how to seduce the beautiful witch. As the main hunter of the Exoneration Hunting Team, you are another member of the hunting team. You don’t even care about the hunting team’s supporters? How embarrassing for your brother! Handling the relationship between the hunting team and its supporters is a skill that every successful hunting team must master!”

"...Isn't it the hunting team manager who is responsible for this kind of thing?"

"...Hunting team manager? Ours? Lin Guo? Are you kidding me?"

How presumptuous!

Zheng Qing opened his eyes in a daze, wanting to see who was so bold. Not surprisingly, he saw the fat wizard's oily face. At this moment, he was holding a manuscript in one hand and a donut in the other. While having afternoon tea, he reviewed the manuscript. Under the command of his eyes, several quills of different colors danced happily on the parchment, outlining a series of circles and dots of different colors, as well as deletion symbols.

"Nonsense." He muttered, his voice a little hoarse and low because he had just woken up.

The quills dancing on the parchment all staggered. The fat wizard tightened his grip on the donut, glanced quickly left and right, and finally landed on the aisle, lowering his voice:

"Brother Zha is here?"

"He has always been here." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, rolled up the wiped bamboo slips in front of him, and indicated with his eyes: "He was here before I came."

"Can he hold back his silence for so long?" Fatty Xin suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiao Xiao with a look of complaint on his face: "Why didn't you tell us earlier!"

"He must have fallen asleep." Zhang Jixin rubbed his chin and accurately estimated the truth of the matter.

"You didn't even ask me." The doctor spread his hands.

This small corner suddenly fell into silence. At the same time, on Zheng Qing's seat, the mottled light and shadow shivered and retreated, revealing the yawning figure of the young public-funded student.

"I've heard you say bad things about me behind my back." Zheng Qing rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"That was an illusion you had in your dream."

The fat wizard calmly stuffed the crumpled donut into his mouth and changed the subject in a vague voice: "How was your day today? What was the content of the special meeting of the teaching assistants? Is there really a secret weapon? Don't be careless. , the doctor we signed the contract can testify to."

Zheng Qing's expression froze slightly.

After a while, he answered honestly: "I don't know."

"Don't know what?" The fat wizard frowned.

"I don't know how my day was, I don't know the content of the special meeting, I don't know if there is a secret weapon." At this point, the young assistant couldn't help but yawned again, and the corners of his eyes felt sour.

Several companions looked at each other.

At this time, Xiao Xiao seemed to remember something, took out his black-shell notebook, flipped through a few pages, and tentatively looked at Zheng Qing: "Jiguang Pianyu?"

"Golden Jade Pearl." After Zheng Qing answered lazily, he asked in surprise: "I should have asked you to answer the password... Don't you think this operation is too troublesome and refuse to execute it?"

After Zheng Qing came up with the idea of ​​using a 'meeting code' to identify his identity last weekend, several wizards in Dormitory 403 thought it was interesting at first, but they only lasted less than five days before they complained and protested against this cumbersome security measure. Due to pressure, Zheng Qing no longer forced everyone to remember the constantly changing passwords in the past two days, so he was quite surprised when he heard Xiao Xiao read out the last password he used yesterday.

"Isn't it because of safety reasons that you refused to answer Fatty's question?" Xiao Xiao obviously misunderstood the meaning of Zheng Qing's answer just now.

"of course not!"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile, but immediately noticed the doctor's drooped eyelids, and quickly stopped his smile, and quickly explained: "I really don't know... I have had a hard, fulfilling, and relaxing day today, so I don't know what to do Describe; we were assigned a little "little hand task" at the special meeting, and no other substantive content was mentioned. I spent most of the time in the conference room doing homework; and the secret weapon, answered in the words of Lao Yao It's 'I know you've all heard a lot of rumors, this or that, but I need to tell you very clearly now that what you've heard is incomplete'..."

"Lao Yao presided over the special meeting of the teaching assistant team?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and interrupted Zheng Qing's words, his tone unable to hide his surprise.

"Yes." Zheng Qing nodded and counted on his fingers: "In addition to Lao Yao, there are also Qian Jiuzhou, deputy director of the school working committee, Sister Margaret, deputy dean of Atlas, and Simon, deputy dean of Starry Sky Academy. Professor, Alpha Vice-President Professor Charles...and all members of the Teaching Assistants.”