Hunting High School

The Ping Qi Talisman was the focus of learning last semester. Everyone in the class memorized the drawing method of this Talisman by heart. It was also tested on the final exam paper, and almost no one deducted too much points from this talisman.

Zheng Qing didn't know why Teacher Zhang asked him to get up and answer such questions.

But that didn't stop him from answering the question.

"There are two key points when drawing Ping Qi Talisman. First, when drawing into the second step, the stroke should be picked from the upper right; Flying white, but not completely connected to prevent the Qi from being locked."

"Also, if you draw up the pen early in the third step, then it is easy to block the air hole when you finish the pen at the end..."

Zheng Qing stood up and talked eloquently. In a short while, he listed the key points, difficulties and error-prone points of the Ping Qi Talisman one by one, speaking clearly and methodically.

Teacher Zhang nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, the answer is very good." Then, the teacher took out the scoreboard and ticked it: "10 rewards, do you have any comments?"

There was an uproar in the audience, and then a burst of laughter.

The uproar was because the teacher's previous question was too simple and not worth ten credits at all, so everyone was surprised by the score awarded by the teacher. The laughter at the back was because the students saw Teacher Zhang's encouraging gesture to Zheng Qing.

Everyone immediately understood that this was the teacher's silent encouragement to Zheng Qing.

The encounter of Zheng Qing on the night patrol at Linzhong Lake on Saturday night has long been rumored, and the preliminary handling opinions announced by the school are also arousing a wave of protests in the school. At this critical moment, it is a great encouragement for all students to have a school teacher stand up and cheer for Zheng Qing.

Even if she just stood in the shadow of her classmates and sneakily made a cheering gesture. Everyone can understand her caution.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but burst into a bright smile.

"Sit down, sit down." Hearing the loud applause in the classroom, Teacher Zhang felt a little uneasy, waved his hands repeatedly to signal Zheng Qing to take a seat, and at the same time raised his voice to remind the students in the audience: "Since everyone has no objections, Then I'm going to start class... anyone didn't bring homework for class?"

"No!" The students shouted in unison.

"Excellent." The female lecturer showed a satisfied smile: "Then let's start with the three sample questions from the last class..."

...

After returning to the seat, Zheng Qing's originally happy expression restrained a little. Because he noticed that Nicholas, who was sitting in another corner, was pale and almost shrank under the table.

This gave him a bad feeling.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Qing gestured to Nicholas' location with his eyes, and asked his own companion in a low voice.

Xin Fatty sighed slightly, and stuffed a piece of Beta Town Post into Zheng Qing's hand.

This page has been folded several times, leaving only a piece of text the size of a block of tofu, some of which were sketched out with a red quill, and a few sentences of "wild birds entering the house" were scribbled next to it. The words are extremely dazzling.

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Zheng Qing knew that this should be the crux of the problem.

"...This first-year student of Jiuyou College who has studied in First University for many years said that he supports the murloc tribe to express their legitimate rights and interests, and at the same time suggests that they (referring to the murloc tribe) should not go to Alpha College."

"'They asked Alpha for support, and this matter changed completely,' the student said: 'Jiuyou students will think that these murlocs are deliberately sabotaging, and want to lower the college's score this year.' (About Jiuyou and Alpha Academy Integral ranking battle, please turn to the third edition of the commentator's article "The First University's integral evaluation system needs to be reformed')"

"'The school is indeed a little harsh on the murlocs, and we think so in private. But we won't say it in public.' The student emphasized, '...Everyone also thinks that if the school takes care of everything, There is no point in the existence of the murloc reserve. In fact, this is impossible.'”

"'Some people want Lao Yao to step down, some people want Lao Yao to go further, to become a vice principal or other positions.' The classmate finally laughed, 'So you see the mess outside, but the essence is quite dirty.'( Regarding the internal power struggle of Jiuyou Academy, please turn to the fifth edition's "Dialogue" column)”

"'Does the yearning for freedom and justice need to consider the timing and position?' Facing the reporter's questioning, the student did not answer directly, but only vaguely expressed that 'the college has a request' and 'I can't say more' .”

"...'Don't reveal my name,' the classmate urges at the end of the interview, 'I'll get points deducted!' It has been widely criticized. Even the own graduates of Jiuyou Academy have repeatedly expressed the harm of the rigid education to the new generation of wizards. Now it seems that this teaching system not only locks up the future of these young wizards, but also Trying to block their current freedom of expression, this is in stark contrast to Alpha Academy (for more discussion on the education system of Jiuyou Academy, please turn to the ninth edition)”

Seeing this, Zheng Qing didn't bother to search for the ninth edition, nor did he have the desire to continue reading.

"Nothing new." The young public finance student sneered again and again, and he rolled up the newspaper and threw it on the ground: "Catching rumors, making a fuss, making trouble for tigers, not distinguishing right from wrong, messing around... sad... why would anyone subscribe to this kind of thing?" !"

"If you don't want to read it, don't read it. Don't throw it away." Xin Fatty cursed in a low voice while paying attention to Teacher Zhang's eyes on the podium: "What a prodigal old woman...the newspaper is not yours."

As he spoke, he bent down with great effort, picked up the ball of paper crumpled by Zheng Qing, unfolded it carefully in the drawer, and muttered at the same time: "I have to return it to others..."

On the other side, after hearing Zheng Qing's sneer, Zhang Jixin also expressed similar views.

"My brother also said that," the red-faced wizard stared at the blackboard, his lips twitched, and whispered, "The only improvement in the Beta Town Post over the years is that it has greatly improved St. Mungo's performance... suffering from heart disease and The number of readers with cerebral infarction is increasing every year."

Hearing this answer, Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing.

Then he immediately straightened his face and turned to look at Xiao Xiao.

"What's the matter with Nicholas?" He glanced at the corner on the other side of the classroom carefully, and sighed: "Why is he so careless..."

Xiao Xiao snorted: "I said it more than once, there are three things that the first university can't touch..."

"Experiments that violate ethics, struggles between associations, and interviews with the Beta Town Post." Zheng Qing raised his hands and rushed to answer, while emphasizing: "I know, Fatty knows, Elder knows, and even Lingo knows . . . but Nicholas doesn't necessarily know. Have you told him?"

"He stayed in school for three years, don't you know about this kind of thing?" Xiao Xiao asked back.

Zheng Qing was speechless for a moment.