Hunting College

"No, I still want breakfast."

Zheng Qing won't give up a longer period of stability just because he hit the Grand Canal for a while, and immediately stretched out his hand to grab the paper bag: "It's hard to get enough water to relieve the hunger and fire. Lao Yao's class is very magical, and he must have some hard stuff to fill his stomach. "

As he said, he put the cup of milk tea on the table, took a few coppers from the gray cloth bag and stuffed them into Fatty Xin's pocket. This is the cost of the buns, eggs and soy milk in the paper bag.

While plugging the Tongzier, Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of the note board and quill on the desk of the fat wizard, and his face was somewhat clear: "I know you want to use this morning's question as an opportunity to interview the legendary wizard... , I thought you would occupy the first two rows of seats. I was shocked. I didn't sleep well with my homework last night, so I just pointed to the old Yao taking a nap in class today."

"I don't know how much hard work..." Fatty Xin murmured, shaking his pockets, listening to Tong'er clinking in it, and gave Zheng Qing angrily: "I want to sit in the front row too. ! But God knows what those witches are going crazy, so they came to take up their seats early in the morning. When I arrived, there were only the back seats left in the classroom."

Unexpectedly, a casual sentence would poke someone again.

Zheng Qinggan laughed twice and picked up the parchment in front of Xin: "You listed the questions above, or do you mean the editorial office of the school newspaper?"

"Both, both."

The fat wizard was holding a quill and scratching his chin. While staring at the figures coming and going at the door of the classroom, he casually replied: "The questions I thought of, the questions from the editorial department, and I was in the classroom in the morning. I put my arms around a few ears and listened to other people's summaries...Well, everyone can learn from the best. Only when thoughts collide with each other can the brightest sparks come out."

It's worthy of a brain that is used to writing reports, and you can say a beautiful sentence when you open your mouth.

This thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind, but his eyes didn't stop, and his eyes quickly scanned the strange questions listed on the parchment:

"How many wizards were killed in the Battle of the Black Prison? How many demons were killed?"

"Did the principal really find the lair of the ancestor of the demon? Did you catch the biggest demon?"

"I heard that the depths of the starry sky also participated in this battle, isn't it true?"

"The powerful magic damage is so large and the coverage is so wide, how did ordinary wizards survive the battle of legendary ranks?"

"Are registered wizards useful in such battles? What about weaker wizards?"

"Is the Hell World still a prison for the demons? Why didn't we meet those demons in the proving ground? Where are they locked up?"

"It is said that Senator Su Shijun also participated in the battle of the black prison. Did Duke Milton and Prince William fight on the battlefield? What about Senator Su's legendary husband? Did he go to the battlefield?"

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The previous questions are quite normal, they are all concentrated on the gossip between the battle of the black prison and the high-level wizards, but gradually, as the line of sight moved down, Zheng Qing gradually raised his eyebrows:

"...According to reliable sources, the underground rat clan of the First University also participated in the war in the dark world. It is said that this is related to the promotion of the rat fairy to the legendary rank. I asked whether the school will deal with the two rats in Beta town accordingly. People? What is the alliance's attitude toward this?"

"When the Black Prison War broke out, the town of Beta, located on the outskirts of Alpha Castle, was once again attacked by the dark tide gushing from the Silent Forest, and a large number of magical creatures that did not belong to the Silent Forest appeared in the dark tide, such as the Shantak bird, Gouge giants, ghouls, ghosts, cold spiders, etc., ask, is there a relationship between the two? How does the school deal with this accident?"

"Before the Black Prison War broke out, it was confirmed that there had been a small-scale high-intensity conflict in Linzhong Lake of Jiuyou College. The conflict caused a partial collapse of the Guardian Circle of the First University. It is believed that some students were deeply involved in related practices. , Asked, how does the school view this conflict? Will it deal with the relevant students?"

Seeing this, Zheng Qing couldn't help it anymore, raised his head and glanced at the fat man: "You think our life is too happy, so do you want to add some blockage to everyone?"

"How to say?" The fat man didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"here!"

The young public-funded student grabbed the parchment and patted it in front of the fat wizard’s three-layered chin. He asked in a very small but very fast voice, “It’s so easy that Linzhong Lake didn’t get the school to deal with it. Special stabbing? Do you think the'stay in school' on my back is a joke?"

While speaking, he subconsciously looked around, as if afraid that others would listen.

Fatty Xin glanced at the problem with his fingers, with a trace of suspicion on his face, and shook his head: "This is your fault. Do you think that this can be done by closing your mouth? Impossible. It's like An explosive talisman thrown into the water, if we don't break the spell on it while the talisman is out of flame, when it recovers, it will still blow us away."

Having said that, he comfortably patted Zheng Qing

On the shoulders: "Trust me, maybe you are more good at teasing girls or shooting guns, but I am more professional than you in handling public opinion!"

Although Zheng Qing felt that Fatty Xin's last sentence was a little weird, but it was not the time to get tangled, he patted the pig's feet on his shoulder, and his attitude was a little anxious: "You know, the shot I shot that day was Forced!"

"I know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you know, the doctor knows, the elder knows."

The fat wizard poked himself in the chest, and then clicked around: "What then? Oh, maybe the squad leader also knows, is there any more? Nothing...Others can only see someone breaking the school's guardianship Array, in full view, this matter cannot be concealed, and a statement must be given."

"so?"

"So, if the school does not intend to pursue your troubles-according to my observation, since the school has allowed you to go to class safely for a week, there is a high probability that it really does not intend to trouble you-then this pus will be pricked out by us. The initiative is still on our side. Your shot, your position in the battle of the black prison, and even the two rat men in our shop, deserve a reliable statement..."

At this moment, the stick figure man behind the door suddenly shouted, "Professor is here!"

The atmosphere in the classroom was suffocating, and everyone looked towards the door.

Zheng Qing took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"It's just after eight o'clock, half an hour before class, why did Lao Yao come so early?" He wiped the case of his pocket watch with his cuff, his face full of suspiciousness.

"Isn't it better to come early?" Fatty Xin cheered, patted the parchment beside his hand, his face eagerly: "I was worried about these too many questions before, and Lao Yao couldn't answer..."

"Why haven't the doctor and the elders come yet!" Zheng Qing glanced at the empty seats beside them.

Before the words finished, a thin figure in a black robe appeared at the door of the classroom. It's just that it's not the old Yao that everyone expected, but Professor Li Qihuang in the potions class.