Hunting College

"Fuck!"

Seeing Li Meng who fainted, Hilda's face turned green: "No way! So courageous!"

Is this the point? ! Zheng Qing slapped his face, feeling that the whole world was dim.

"Li Meng!" Jiang Yu screamed, ran out of the team and threw on Li Meng.

The freshmen on both sides of the lawn were silent for a few seconds, and then immediately became confused.

Laughing, scolding, worried screams, nervous comfort, all kinds of sounds gathered together to form a huge sound wave, scaring a groundhog resting on the mound not far away and hiding In the hole.

Classes in other practical courses also found anomalies here.

Because of the long distance, those curious faces can only crane their necks, hoping that the light breeze can carry away a bit of news.

But the Alchemy Class 08-1, which is opposite the Astronomy Class 08-1, doesn't need to be so troublesome.

In a short while, the identity of the fainted little witch has spread among the freshmen of the 08-1 class of alchemy.

Li Meng, the daughter of the Li family in Shuzhong, was twelve years old at Fang Fang. She is the second youngest student at the first university this year and a rare witch.

Zheng Qing gloomily looked at the mocking faces opposite, without speaking.

In comparison, he is now more worried about the figure lying on the grass.

He still remembered very clearly.

Half a month ago, when he took a special plane from Chang'an Airport to enroll in school, Li Meng sat beside him. She was the first classmate to greet him and one of the first friends he met in college.

In his impression, the little witch is noisy, familiar, and likes to use the mantra of ‘I’m a college student’ and ‘my cousin is amazing’.

In addition, there are no bad ailments that are unique to the young people of the wizard family. For example, discriminate against wizards who are born in the world of mortals, or regard wizards as turtles and jade, and mortals as dogs.

But not long after entering the first university, Zheng Qing discovered a new specialty of the little witch.

Good dizzy.

The ancients said that those who are good at war have no great merits.

Zheng Qing must admit that those who are good at fainting have bright names.

From the wandering bar on the pedestrian street, to Lao Yao's curse class, to the practice class in Green Valley, just over ten days after entering the school, the little witch has fainted three times.

I even fainted in class the last two times.

This can't help but make people wonder whether a little wizard of this age can adapt to the high-intensity learning environment of the first university.

Zheng Qing looked at the petite figure worriedly.

He can already imagine what kind of rumors will spread on campus after this class.

Hilda, who was beside Li Meng, wanted to cry without tears at this moment.

The self-confidence that originally designed that wonderful opening statement disappeared.

The young practical teacher now only comes up with one word repeatedly in his mind:

‘Fuck! ’

Otherwise, it is not enough to express his inner depression.

When Hilda designed this opening statement, he predicted many situations. For example, the freshman may be frightened and fall, the students will fall into chaos in a short time, and even he is ready to withstand a few spells thrown by the crowd-after all, no one is sure that there are no overreactive guys among the freshmen.

But the only thing he didn't expect was that someone would be shocked by that grimace!

It's pitiful!

In his opinion, there is not much horror about that face except a little disgusting.

Who could have expected that the spirit of a college student would be so fragile!

"Be quiet!"

The annoyed teacher assistant patted the book on his waist again.

A milky white halo rippled from the book, covering all the new students in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Qing was horrified to find that his mouth seemed to be glued together by strong glue, and he couldn't open it anyway.

In just an instant, the lawn fell into absolute silence.

Hilda lowered her head, looked nervously at the little witch who had fainted on the ground, and said quickly: "Don't be afraid, Mrs. Bella is not far away."

This sentence seemed to comfort a few girls who helped, but it was more like comforting himself.

As he said, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, summoning a soft flying carpet, and emphatically said: "Mrs. Bella can definitely help her."

Under the influence of the Silence Charm, no one answered him.

Several girls hurriedly helped Jiang Yu put Li Meng on the flying carpet, and then dragged the blanket in mid-air and ran to the cyan figures on the edge of the green valley.

"You stand where you are!" Hilda hesitated, took a photo of the book, and lifted the restriction on the newcomers.

Zheng Qing opened his mouth, breathed in fresh air, and felt the agitation of his chest. For the first time in his life, he had a deeper understanding of the simple act of speaking.

"I will say hello to Mrs. Bella."

"No one is allowed to move!"

Hilda glanced viciously around the restless figures and warned in a low voice:

"Everyone, stay where they are. Don't whisper or take out your books!"

"Otherwise, the school work committee would not mind a few more students."

After speaking, he turned and chased the flying carpet, and trot to follow.

However, just after the assistant teacher disappeared on the hillside, there was a harsh ridicule from the crowd of Alchemy 08-1 class.

"It's ridiculous." A sturdy boy with a small flat head stood in the team with a grin, unceremoniously despising the teacher in the practice class: "It's just a teaching assistant who dares to use the Silence Curse on the students! The class is over! I must go to the student union to complain to him!"

Zheng Qing noticed that the boy's spread fingers were covered with colorful magic rings.

The stout boy seemed to have some prestige in the 08-1 alchemy class, and other freshmen followed his rhetoric.

"Yes, that is, the copper nails on his face are almost falling off in fright!"

"Using the school work committee to scare people, should I go to the student club to sue him for intimidation?"

"My cousin serves as the minister of the student union. I will take you to find him."

Zheng Qing touched Xiao Xiao next to him with his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Who is he? The guy with a flat head and a magic ring on his hand."

"Andrew Taylor, the young master of the Taylor family." Xiao Xiao scratched his chin casually, as if thinking about something.

Matthew next to him seemed to hear their discussion, and calmly moved closer to the two people.

"The Taylor family is a newly emerged werewolf family in Quebec in recent years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The family has not many businesses, but there is a lot of black money. It is a local tyrant."

"Because they don't have much background, this family doesn't pay much attention to the old rules of Moonxia Creatures, and they are a little mad."

"This family is known for their rebellious style. Their most famous remark is that'the blood feud between the werewolf and the vampire has nothing to do with them, Taylor is just the gatekeeper.' If one day, you see Andrew and the O'Brien family at the first university, Or the people of the Karen family are walking together on their backs, don't be surprised, maybe they are the key to resolve the feud between the werewolves and the blood."

With that, Xiao Xiao turned his head and glanced at Matthew Cullen not far away.

Zheng Qing immediately remembered that there was a noble son of the Karen family in his class.

He turned his head, only to find that Ma Xiu was fiddling with his cufflinks with a serious face, as if he hadn't noticed the conversation between the two.

"No chance." Matthew remembered what he had seen and heard outside the cousin's reception room last weekend, and sighed in his heart: "It turns out that he belongs to the Taylor family... Maybe that's why the cousin doesn't wait to see him."