Hunting College

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The time in Fulu class in the afternoon was more difficult than Zheng Qing imagined.

On the pocket watch, the slender second hand is beating from grid to grid. The color of the sunlight outside the window also changed from strong to light, and then the shadows gradually fell behind the teaching building.

In the classroom, almost all the students pricked their ears and stared at the teacher's book on the blackboard, lest there be a line of half-character, and finally went to the examination room to regret it.

Standing on the podium, Teacher Zhang also very earnestly taught the students the key points and difficulties of this year's Fulu semester exam, and occasionally mixed some of her experience and experience from the exam. For many students, she mixed the tips and even More attention than some of the review points.

While sitting under the podium, Zheng Qing wanted to pretend to be listening carefully while looking forward to Dean Yao's message with anxiety. Most of his hopes now rest on Professor Yao.

"As long as Lao Yao cooperates with me to complete this plan, I promise not to drink millet porridge for a month!"

The young public-funded student stared at the blackboard blankly, full of this idea-because Professor Yao's name is'Yao Xiaomi', on weekdays, if the students are dissatisfied with him, they will always yell, three to five In groups, go to the cafeteria or on the pedestrian street to drink two bowls of millet porridge. So millet porridge has gradually become one of the most popular dishes in Jiuyou College.

Not drinking millet porridge for a month is a sign of sincerity in Zheng Qing's view.

Xu Ye heard the prayer from the heart of the young public-sponsored student.

Halfway through the Fulu class, a blue paper crane suddenly wiped the crack of the door and broke into the classroom from outside. Then hovering in front of Teacher Zhang-this is the default classroom order of the First University. During class, if there is a paper crane looking for someone, it must be approved by the instructor.

The chapter lecturer, who was decomposing a high-level talisman for everyone on the podium, was still a bit annoyed after being interrupted by the paper crane. But when she saw the label on the paper crane, she couldn't help being surprised.

"Zheng Qing?" She raised her head and looked straight at the back of the classroom, her tone more gentle than her expression: "Student Zheng Qing...The paper crane that Professor Yao gave you, would you like to take a look now?"

Zheng Qing'hula' stood up at once.

Because he was standing too fast, he accidentally skewed the desk in front of him. The harsh sound of the table legs rubbing against the floor attracted the attention of many people.

"I want...no... take a look." The young public servant nervously helped the big sunglasses on Fu's face, his voice a little high because of the rush. This time, Xiao Xiao, who was sitting next to him, lifted his head from the notebook and took a look at him.

"Do you want it or not." Teacher Zhang listened to the wizard's answer, suddenly a little amused.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, feeling a little blood rising, and an awkward smile appeared on his face, but he still repeated in a very clear voice: "It depends."

The female lecturer on the podium smiled, did not say anything, but let go, letting the paper crane fly towards the back of the classroom. At the same time, she coughed softly, re-attracting the attention from the class that had just deviated:

"Okay, others will look at the blackboard again, and we will continue to analyze this talisman... Student Xin, please turn your head to the front."

"Teacher, I also want to see what is written on the paper crane." Fatty Xin raised his hand with a grin, and said half-complainingly. Under the cover of the desk, Zheng Qing raised his leg and kicked the fat man's ass, motioning him to shut up.

"If the paper crane was given to you by Professor Yao, then I can agree to your request." Teacher Zhang tactfully rejected the fat man's request, then turned around and knocked **** the blackboard, his voice slightly raised: "Come on, we all continue to analyze this'Ping Qi Talisman'."

"I just finished the writing of the word'Shang' at the top."

"Then we look at the lower left of the character'Shang', which is shaped like the character'Go' in cursive script, slightly lifted and connected to the bottom, and then violently lifted a stroke, jumping in and out on the upper right; and on the lower right of the character'Shang', it is a bow. There are seven strokes in total, and the strokes are continuous. You can't lift the pen after writing."

"Why can't you mention the pen?"

"This is related to the two main points when writing the'pingqi talisman'."

"First, in the second step just mentioned, be sure to pick from the upper right; second, we will come to the sixth step in a moment, the horizontal line of the pen must be from the upper right to the lower left, and there may be a blank. , But you can’t connect the pen, otherwise the qi won’t escape.”

"If you just picked up the pen in the third step, then when you close the pen, you will also block your breath..."

On the podium, Teacher Zhang was re-immersed in the rune analysis of the flexing teeth in the blink of an eye. The students in the audience also forced themselves to record the analysis method of the teacher on the stage verbatim after running for a few minutes. According to Mr. Zhang, there must be a question in the final exam that has never been taught in class. Fu Lu, students need to use their brains and find a way to interpret it by themselves.

Including but not limited to the writing points of the talisman, what are the basic runes used, how to combine the talisman, how to outline the talisman, etc. If you just memorize by rote and don't understand the method taught by the teacher in class, then even if you can memorize the entire first-year college "Basic Talisman", it will not help.

Of course, when talking about this matter, Teacher Zhang also deliberately added a sentence that he can proficiently write all the exceptions of the basic talisman. This sentence gave Zheng Qing another wave of envy and jealousy.

Just like now, young public-sponsored students can receive paper cranes grandiosely in class, while other students can only listen to the lectures on stage and can't take a nap.

This is one of the privileges that good students can enjoy.

It's just that Zheng Qing doesn't feel any happiness or ecstatic feelings now.

Because he just opened the paper crane.

On the paper crane, there is only a short line.

"Symptoms are known. Not abnormal. Pay attention to rest. Talk about it after the Sunday class meeting."

One line, 18 characters, plus punctuation, a total of 22 characters. Xu Shi was a little anxious when writing, and the handwriting on the letter paper was a little sloppy, which formed a sharp contrast with the energetic and powerful edition of the professor.

Zheng Qing stared at the letter paper blankly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and was silent for five minutes.

Then he bravely raised his hand.

Teacher Zhang, who had just talked about the sixth step of the "Ping Qi Talisman," had to stop again and signaled the young public to stand up and speak.

"Teacher, I have something to go out." Zheng Qing said bitterly.

"Now?" Teacher Zhang looked a little surprised.

Zheng Qing responded with a wry smile and glanced vaguely at the letter paper on the table. It seemed that I wanted to tell the teacher that I was helpless.

The lecturer on the stage seemed a little frustrated, but did not stop him. He just told him at last: "Well, then you remember to look at Xiao Xiao's class notes after class. There are some new content in today's class..."

As Zheng Qing listened, he lighted his head quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xiao Xiao listened and rolled his eyes without making a sound.

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