Hunting College

At the end of the plenary meeting of the Knights of You Sin, Deng Xiaojian's reply letter to Zheng Qing also flew back.

In the letter, the sophomore and senior student of the Star Academy readily agreed to the request of the young public student.

What is particularly satisfying is that Deng Xiaojian mentioned in his reply that his hunting team has just finished pre-match intensive training, and the players just need a period of soothing preparatory training.

"Maybe we can help your hunting team conduct'person-to-person' training. I believe my companions will be happy to meet you young and outstanding wizards."

Holding the letter paper, Zheng Qing read Deng Xiaojian's reply aloud, with a bright smile on his face.

"That's it!" Zhang Jixin slapped his hands excitedly, his red face gleaming under the white light tube: "Maybe we can still borrow their training ground... the coach, the training ground, plus the formed team... …We have built the most basic framework."

"Which hunting team is the'Deng Zi' you mentioned?" Xiao Xiao was obviously more interested in the identity of the new hunting team coach.

This question made Zheng Qing's mouth dumbfounded.

Thinking about it carefully, he never seemed to pay attention to this matter.

Therefore, the young public-sponsored student could only explain vaguely: "...He is from the Star Academy, sophomore this year. His cousin and our family are neighbors, and the herbal medicine shop opened on the Hui Zi Ji... The team only needs to conduct some basic training, any experienced hunting team will do."

This sentence is true.

Dr. Xiao Da noticed the embarrassment of the public-funded students, shrugged, and did not continue to inquire.

"Remember your mission!" Before leaving the house, Zhang Jixin shouted again in a loud voice: "Tomorrow, I will discuss with the'Deng Zi' to determine the training time and content... If we need to make other preparations, we must make advancement Flying paper cranes."

"Okay, no problem." Zheng Qing said haha, enthusiastically sending several members of the Knight Order out of the dormitory door.

"Also," Zhang Jixin stood on the door frame, showing his head, and added: "Jiang Yu or Liu Feifei...You take the time to chat with them. There are many things about the hunting team manager, and you must make sure as soon as possible."

"No problem, okay." Zheng Qing laughed, and sent the responsible hunter out of the dormitory, and then closed the door with a snap.

In the dormitory, Fatty Xin had buried himself in the bed, squinting, as if he was asleep.

The orange cat litter was beside him, grouped into a ball, purring for a long time.

The elves flew around, picking up the paper **** that fell on the ground, sorting the overturned books on the desk, the broken paper scraps, and the disposable cups that were used.

The bronze mirror hung under the ceiling slowly rotated at a constant speed, and a dim yellow light flashed from time to time on the mirror surface.

"I always feel that I am not suitable to be the captain of the Knights... or the captain of the hunting team." Zheng Qing fell on his bed, humming weakly, and said to Dr. Xiao Da who is still energetic in the dormitory. : "How about you come to be the leader of Youxin? I think you must be better than me..."

Originally, Xiao Xiao was lying on the table and was struggling to write a book. When he heard the idea of ​​retiring from public funds, he was stunned, but he didn't speak for a while.

Instead, the bewildered Fatty Xin spoke first.

"No, no, no." The fat man waved his stubby arms, arched into the bed, and said vaguely: "The doctor is more like a staff officer... just an assistant, a military adviser... don't think about these things. No, go to bed, there will be a lot of trouble tomorrow...whoo...whoo..."

With that said, he went to sleep.

"Or Zhang Jixin is not bad." The young public-funded student still lacked confidence and sighed and said: "Although the elder's temper is a bit grumpy, his words are still contagious... and he is very organized."

"So he can be an excellent hunter, not the captain of the hunting team." Xiao Xiao seemed to have finally reacted, and said slowly: "Just like I am not good at speaking, and my ability to act is also weak... the same elders. It's not suitable for some detailed planning or sorting out tedious information."

"...I'm not good at anything." Zheng Qing declared weakly.

"You don't need to know these. You only need to be responsible for coordination and arrangement." Xiao Xiao turned his head, buried himself in his notebook, waved his hand and said, "Just leave the rest to everyone's work together... just like The fat man said, you should go to bed early, there are a lot of things waiting for you tomorrow."

In other words, does his captain act as a mediator? Zheng Qing squinted and pondered to himself, that his usual task is to laugh and say ‘OK’ during a meeting, and wipe everyone’s **** after the meeting.

Hey, I don't know why, there is always a subtle feeling of being pitted.

The young public-sponsored student was thinking wildly and fell asleep in a daze.

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When the knights of the Knights of Eugene gathered in the 403 dormitory for a meeting~www.wuxiaspot.com~Alpha Academy, in the lounge of the Karen family.

Sir Friedman Black Cullen is taking his cousin, Matthew Cullen, to admire the night moon on a remote terrace protruding from the castle.

The fence of the terrace is carved from a whole piece of white marble. The magnificent carvings gleam with soft light in the moonlight, which is mesmerizing. It is said that when the terrace was first opened, the Karen family stuffed every column with a wailing demon soul.

From left to right, there are a total of 72 columns.

Then there should be seventy-two demon elves buried inside.

Matthew Cullen didn't know if there was a demon soul in the pillar. But the vivid faces that surfaced on the pillars, those beautiful lines that seemed to be real, and the complicated details that could almost be fake, seemed to prove something on the side.

Matthew stared at a pillar carved into the shape of a witch, and looked carefully at its profile. He always felt that she was somewhat similar to the gypsy witch in the class.

Until his cousin broke the quiet night.

"...I have arranged it for you." Sir Friedman shook the Burgundy cup in his hand, staring at the bright red liquid in the cup, and said slowly: "Alpha College is a freshman this year. There are quite a few outstanding newcomers. You can form a hunting team with them to participate in this year's newcomer competition..."

"Rookie match?" Matthew was a little surprised: "Is it necessary to participate in this kind of peripheral event?"

"It was originally unnecessary." Sir Friedman turned his head, his azure blue eyes looked a little deep in the moonlight: "But since Seprano intends to show the limelight in this game, I naturally can't let him specialize in beauty. before."