Hunting College

　　 "The First University is a great school."

"Her greatness is reflected in the long and long history of the school, in the list of alumni with hundreds of great wizards; in the standards and norms promoted by the school and in the wizarding world, and in the school's unremitting pursuit of truth. In action. Most importantly, her greatness is reflected in your vibrant and energetic figures."

　　 "She is a university and the core of the wizarding world."

　　 "Here, you have to be cautious and learn to be humble."

"Every school worker is not just a school worker who serves you. Every senior senior has something to learn from you. Every professor is a valuable asset to the wizarding world. You can learn from them. As much as possible, it depends on how much you can convey your desire for the unknown."

　　 "Who are you? Why did you come to this university? This is the first question you have to reflect on."

　　 "In the first semester of school, you must establish your own beliefs, build your own worldview, and give your thoughts a solid foundation, so that you will not lose yourself or lose yourself in the following study."

　　 "In the not-so-distant future, you will find that the loss of your heart is a horror that makes you more desperate than death."

　　 "Here, you can learn a lot."

"For example, how to cast spells faster, cast more powerful spells, mix potions with magical powers, outline omnipotent runes, and even penetrate the fog of time and touch the unknown world. If you are lucky, you can still Communicate with the river of destiny and see the truth within your own power."

　　 The classroom is quiet, without a trace of noise.

　　Everyone tasted Professor Yao's impassioned speech just now with a look of awe.

　　 on the podium.

　　Professor Yao looked at the freshmen sitting down with satisfaction, and took out a folder from the bag:

　　 "Now, I'll call you names first, get to know your tender and cute little faces, and then you will introduce yourself in order. You need to quickly get acquainted with your classmates and partners."

　　 After a short pause, he glanced at the classroom majesticly, flipped through the roster, and raised a piece of black-framed gentleman glasses.

　　 "Liu Feifei!" Taking a look at the list, Old Yao gave a full slur.

　　 The sharp-chin girl in the first row stood up cautiously.

　　 "Come ahead, come ahead." Old Yao smiled a few steps to the side, letting the table open, and greeted: "Don't be nervous. Come here, just say a few words."

　　 Liu Feifei held the table, as if she would fall at any time.

　　 She was standing behind the desk, her face flushed.

　　 "Hello everyone!" She bowed vigorously, but did not notice the height of the table, and when she got up, she bumped her head against the edge of the table.

　　 There was a chuckle in the classroom.

　　 "My name is Liu Feifei and I am from Qingzhou, China. I like reading books. My pet is a big snake, very gentle, I hope everyone likes it."

　　 At this point, she glanced at Lao Yao hesitantly, and then planned to step off the stage.

　　 "That's all?" Professor Yao looked very surprised: "Think about what else to say?"

　　 Liu Feifei suddenly realized, bowed heavily, and said loudly:

　　 "I really want to make friends with everyone, please give me some advice in the future!"

　　 After finishing speaking, he straightened up and looked at everyone seriously.

　　 Applause applauded slowly in the classroom.

　　 Old Yao coughed slightly, waved his hand, motioning not to clap.

　　 "Is there anything else I want to say?" He prompted: "For example, your college entrance examination scores, good subjects, etc."

　　 Liu Feifei's face, which had already recovered, flushed again, like a cooked shrimp shell.

　　 "I'm sorry." The little girl bowed again and muttered, "I like to read history books, and I usually help grandma to prepare medicine. There is nothing particularly good at."

　　 "What about the college entrance examination results?" Old Yao emphasized again.

　　 "Achievements?" Liu Feifei glanced at the professor stupidly: "I don't know."

　　 There was a roar of laughter in the classroom.

　　 "I really don't know," Liu Feifei looked at everyone anxiously, and then at Professor Yao.

　　 "Did your interviewer mention it to you?" the professor asked suspiciously, and glanced at the classroom sternly.

　　 The classroom suddenly became quiet.

　　 "When the interviewer came, I went to the mountains to help grandma pick medicine. The notice was given to me by grandma."

　　 "That's it." Professor Yao flipped through his roster and shook his head: "Your college entrance examination score is 500 points, full marks. It's easy to remember. This score is worthy of pride. I hope you will continue to work hard."

　　 A series of gasps sounded in the classroom.

　　 Everyone looked at the thin girl with pointed chin on the podium with incredible eyes.

　　 The buzzing discussion broke out almost instantly, and even Lao Yao's stern eyes couldn't stop it.

　　 "Is she the first public student?"

　　 "Isn't it a boy?"

　　 "What is wrong?"

　　 "It looks too inconspicuous!"

　　 "I know, grandma is right!" Li Meng happily waved to Liu Feifei in the first row: "She had told me that she could meet public-sponsored students on the special plane."

　　 Zheng Qing was also shocked, so much so that he did not hear Professor Yao calling his name twice.

　　 "Zheng Qing!"

　　 "Zheng Qing?!"

　　 "Zheng Qing, call you!" Zhang Jixin pushed him hard beside him.

　　 Zheng Qing stepped onto the podium somewhat top-heavy.

　　 He felt a little dizzy looking at the black head pressed in the audience.

　　 "Hello everyone, my name is Zheng Qing, I come from Pingyang Mansion, China. I like to practice calligraphy and sleep. My pet is a little fox."

　　 Having said that, he glanced at Li Meng's position with a guilty conscience.

　　 Li Meng still pulled Liu Feifei in a low voice with interest.

　　 It was Jiang Yu next to him, squinting, looking at Zheng Qing on the podium, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

　　 "My college entrance examination score is 480 points~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zheng Qing's last sentence is very low.

　　 "How much?" Fatty Xin shouted from the last row.

　　 The classroom was a little quieter, and other students looked at him curiously.

　　 Zheng Qing took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said loudly, "480 points!"

　　 After finishing speaking, he ran off the stage and hid back into his seat.

　　 "Liar!" Li Meng's angry voice sounded behind him.

　　 There was a surprised look before his eyes.

　　 Zheng Qing did not dare to look back.

　　 In the last row, he was greeted by a group of ill-intentioned smiling faces.

　　 "It's hidden deep, great talent." Fatty Xin made no secret of his jealousy, and patted Zheng Qing's shoulder heavily.

　　 "You didn't ask either." Zheng Qing rubbed his shoulders and muttered.

　　 "I'll help you back the pot." Xiao smiled heavily and closed his notebook.

　　 "Li Meng put it on your back." Zheng Qing lowered his voice.

　　 "You should treat." Zhang Jixin nodded solemnly from the side.

　　 "But I am really poor." Zheng Qing complained weakly.

　　 No one cares about his struggle.

　　 "Quiet!" Old Yao snapped his fingers by the window sill.

　　 A string of heavy explosions vibrated in everyone's ears.

　　 "Discuss after class with questions, continue now!"

　　 After speaking, he motioned to Jiang Yu who had just stepped onto the podium to continue introducing himself.

　　 "He absolutely did it on purpose." Zheng Qing's head drooped on the desk, thinking weakly.

　　He needs a good rest now.

　　 Maybe after class, he will face an unavoidable duel.

　　 sighed, watching the generous third place on the podium, Zheng Qing felt that he had no chance of winning.