Hunting College

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When I was young, a year was as long as a lifetime.

In my memory, I always seem to have time to chase and play in the courtyard. I always seem to be lying in front of the table to write the homework that can never be finished-the long winter vacation, the long summer vacation, the long, as if I can never see the head time.

But the older you grow up, the faster time passes.

One hour, two hours, one day, two days, one week, one month, one year, time flows by in the blink of an eye.

The older you get, the stronger this feeling is, as if ‘some existence’ has a constant acceleration in people’s minds, and without everyone knowing it, stealing our time quietly.

Just like now.

After the old professors disappeared, the happy time left for the young students passed quickly. It seemed that just in a blink of an eye, two weeks passed. The calendar turned to the end of November. This was already the fourteenth Monday when Zheng Qing came to this university.

The feeling of winter became clearer.

The cold wind whizzed across the campus, unbridled releasing the power of winter. The plane trees on both sides of the bluestone road became bald, leaving only a few scattered dead leaves on the branches, trembling in the cold wind. There were no birds, no insects, and the tree sperms simply hid in the depths of the tree hole, hid in the thick and warm nest, and dozed lazily.

Under this kind of weather, even the fish people in Linzhong Lake didn't bother to surface and pick up the students accidentally falling into the lake.

The atmosphere of hunting the moon has completely disappeared in Jiuyou College-the bright banners, the signposts, the faded flags, and the shrubs that were once pruned into strange shapes are all gone-not to mention the ones before the month of ten months Even the traces of Thanksgiving last Thursday were almost invisible in that hunting party.

"Dream a thousand years, sit and forget the spring and autumn!" Fatty Xin groaned lazily behind the desk, taking a long time to rest: "The reason why the fairies in ancient times would say such things may be because of their'time acceleration'. To the point of shocking the world... Our night is a thousand years in their eyes!"

"Interesting idea." Zheng Qing muttered, lowered his head and compared the answers to the left and right homework, and said smoothly: "You said you are a Germanic wizard, what do you think of the Rauchi fairy... weird... Yes, fat man, did you make a mistake in the word "樛jiumu"? It's beside the wooden word, not the word. The word next to the word is absurd. The pronunciation is different! It is simply absurd."

He was talking about the classwork left by the teacher of the spell class last week.

Although Lao Yao was not there, the new curse teacher still taught the young wizards of the 08-1 class of Astronomy a deformed spell of the'Binding Curse'-'Nan Yu Xun Mu ( jiu), Leilei'.

Throughout the freshman year, the main teaching idea of ​​the spell class is to understand a basic spell, and then learn the construction principles and transformation mechanism of these spells in the process of its development, transformation, extension, and expansion. This is very helpful for understanding the nature of the spell.

But because the old professors left midway, the last two classes, everyone sounded a little dizzy. As a result, homework seems to be much more strenuous--Zheng Qing believes that in the entire class, except for a few people like Liu Feifei, Jiang Yu, Xiao Xiao, and Matthew, most of the other people’s homework is done after reference to each other. of.

Including himself.

"You can copy spells wrong, what else can you do!" Zhang Jixin laughed at the fat man without losing the opportunity, then turned to look at Zheng Qing: "Have you been leading the work committee of the school recently?"

"Catch the mouse?" Zheng Qing finally lifted his head from the workbook and raised his eyebrows: "Who has time to catch that stuff! Dirty...I can't finish my homework every day."

For some reason, since the school work committee issued a mouse-catching notice two weeks ago, more and more mouse figures have begun to wander around the campus-lakeside forest, lake promenade, petting garden, morning exercise field, etc. Wait. Zheng Qing has every reason to believe that if the entrance control of the Shushan Pavilion is not so strict, the academy's rich collection of books will definitely drop to an appalling level within a week.

"You said that you are a cat and don't catch mice. Isn't it a negligence?" Zhang Jixin said, poking at Dr. Xiao Da who was taking notes on the other side: "Doctor, you said that our hunting team will change the training plan this weekend. How about catching mice... and subsidizing the cost of the team. The hunting team had not prepared leather clothing for winter training before, and I think this is a problem."

"What?" Xiao Xiao seemed to have just woke up from his sleep. He raised his head and gave the red-faced wizard blankly. After a few seconds, he reacted and said vaguely: "Oh, the hunter trained It's something... you find him, he is the captain."

As he said, he pointed to Zheng Qing next to him.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but put his head in front of Xiao Xiao's notebook: "Are you writing a love letter? Too focused too!"

"Pop!" Xiao Xiao immediately closed his notebook forcibly, and even accidentally skewed his glasses a little: "They are all still students! Can you use your heart to study? Don't think about the messy things all day long. thing……"

The young public-funded student was startled by the doctor's slightly agitated behavior, and he couldn't help but leaned back.

When he recovered and straightened up, Dr. Xiao Da had already opened the textbook for the curse class separately, and was preparing for his homework in anger. Several young wizards exchanged glances silently, and a hint of teasing appeared on their faces.

If nothing happens, Dr. Xiao Da should be really writing a love letter. Although he dared to confess to Mr. Sima in the crowd~www.wuxiaspot.com~, in fact, he is still a very sensitive young man.

"Cough cough." The young public servant cleared his throat, glanced at Xiao Xiao's notebook, and finally turned his head regretfully, and looked at Zhang Jixin: "The first suggestion of Elder Zhang is rejected...The hunting team is for hunting demons. Not for catching mice."

"As for the winter clothing issue you mentioned, it can be included in the next hunting team meeting."

"Money is not a problem. There are still a lot of the hunts sold in the Freshman Tournament, enough for each of us to change into a brand new dragon skin hunting outfit...The premise is that if we need to participate in the hunting game."

Zhang Jixin just raised his arms and was about to give a high-five to Fatty Xin, but when he heard the preconditions added by Zheng Qing, he suddenly relaxed, turned his head, and looked at the public student: "What do you mean? What kind of hunting game?"

"I mean, if there are hunting competitions we participate in in winter, then consider winter clothing. If we don't need to participate in any hunting competitions throughout the winter, what use is buying a dragon skin hunting suit?"

Zheng Qing raised his index finger, pointed at the two partners, and shook it unhurriedly.

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