Hunting High School

The white robe who questioned the venue of the meeting only fired the first shot of the quarrel.

Immediately afterwards, a red robe from Jiuyou College stood up and expressed deep concern that the student representative of Alpha College was one more than the representative of Jiuyou College, while the other white robe pointed out that the students of Jiuyou College represented majors Insufficient in nature, the selected personnel are not proficient in the "Wizard Code", unable to understand that the "representative group" does not mean that the number is equal, and one more student representative of the Alpha Academy is precisely the subtlety of the institutional arrangement, and so on.

Representatives from both sides were chatting back and forth on both sides of the meeting room, and they were very lively.

Representatives of Starry Sky Academy, which has always liked to fight, and Atlas Academy, which has always been good at debating, sat in the middle of the conference room, looking left and right, their necks were twisted, but they all kept their mouths shut. It looks like watching a play.

The host on the rostrum had to hit the gavel in front of him hard, shouting at the top of his voice to barely control the gradually collapsing situation.

During this process, Zheng Qing kept silent and had a cute smile on his face. And Soprano maintained his usual gloomy demeanor, sitting behind the table like a king.

"Today is just an informal hearing, and I invite all of you to come and do a brief review of the accidents that happened some time ago! It doesn't involve any voting or declarative documents! Don't get entangled in such details!"

The wizard in charge of the hearing on the rostrum appeased the red robes and white robes on the left and right loudly, but his answer did not satisfy everyone.

"The number of people involves basic fairness. This is not a detail, but an element!" A red-robed man shouted.

"Student Soprano was deliberately attacked! It was not an accident!" Another white robe was not to be outdone.

Zheng Qing exhaled slightly, quietly took out his own pocket watch, and glanced at the time. In the afternoon, he still has an optional murloc language course, and he hasn't had lunch yet, so he doesn't have much time to waste here arguing with other people. It's just that as a party involved, and a party who is currently in a slight disadvantage, turning around and leaving not only means that he gave up defending his own rights, but also means that after offending Alpha College, he gave his own college a slap in the face.

He didn't want to be a student who was isolated by two colleges at the same time like Nicholas' classmate.

"Quiet." A handsome wizard sitting in the middle right of the rostrum said softly. His voice was not loud, but it immediately had an astonishing effect—all the representatives of the Alpha Academy shut their mouths.

Zheng Qing knew that wizard and had dealings with him before. He is the chairman of the Alpha College Student Union, the president of the Hemophiliac, and the current Lord Augustus.

Sitting in the middle left of the rostrum was another tall wizard with a serious expression. Although Zheng Qing is not familiar with him, as a student of Jiuyou College, he can still recognize Lei Zhe this year.

Unlike Augustus, Lei Zhe just quietly glanced at the left side of the meeting room, and the original menacing aura of the red robes subsided.

As expected of the two most outstanding student leaders of the First University, Zheng Qing secretly admired in his heart, but couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if he sat behind that rostrum.

Sitting in the middle of the rostrum was the host of the meeting, a young wizard in a yellow robe, with a pair of half-rimmed glasses and a fair complexion. Zheng Qing remembered that he was the chairman of the student union of Atlas College, but could not remember his name.

"Very good," the host cleared his throat. "Since everyone has reached a consensus, let's start now. According to the usual practice, we should first introduce the identities of everyone present."

"But since it is an informal meeting, and we are all acquaintances, we can simply skip this step. The six people on the rostrum, including me, are representatives sent by the presidium of the First University Student Union. They are ranked in no particular order, everyone. I also know each other..."

"Seven!" A sharp voice suddenly interrupted the host's voice: "There are seven representatives on the rostrum!"

It was the three-headed parrot who spoke.

The host glanced at it and immediately changed his words: "Yes, yes, we have a total of seven representatives who are responsible for supervising the entire hearing process."

The three parrots nodded in satisfaction.

The host lowered his head, adjusted his glasses, and continued: "Today is April 29th, Wednesday; it is now 11:45 noon; the upcoming event is 'April 11th, Saturday night. , an accident' hearing near Linzhong Lake. Both parties involved..."

Having said that, the host raised his head and glanced at the individual seats on the left and right sides of the rostrum: "One is Soprano from Alpha College."

Soprano stood up and bowed politely to the rostrum and the student representatives under the rostrum.

"...and Zheng Qing from Jiuyou Academy."

Zheng Qing stood up awkwardly, imitating Soprano's appearance and nodding to both sides.

"Very good," the host nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the student representatives in the audience: "Now I announce that the hearing will officially start, and the first round of questions will be conducted by Colmar. Students who have questions can ask the elf's plate Put a note in it, and after being confirmed by the members of the presidium, join the second round of questioning."

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As he spoke, the host pointed to a large group of green radishes hanging from the ceiling.

It was only then that Zheng Qing noticed that there were a group of elves in gray uniforms clinging to the left and right of the green radish, dragging palm-sized small plates woven from vines in their hands. The team floated lightly over the heads of the student representatives, while another group of elves distributed paper and quills.

"Are these quills sent to us?" Zheng Qing heard a red robe wizard not far from him whispering to another wizard next to him.

"Yes," his companion's voice was also very low, "but I think we can see what other people do... I remember the senior said that the quills given out during the student union meeting couldn't even write 10,000 characters, and the tip of the pen was too thin. going bald."

Listening to these interesting conversations, Zheng Qing secretly laughed in his heart, and the nervous feeling aroused by the host also dissipated a lot involuntarily.

He glanced at Soprano.

The fat wizard sat behind the table with a blank face, crossed his fingers on the table, and stared at his own fingers. On the window sill behind him, through the thin curtains, the heads of two mice were faintly exposed.

But before Zheng Qing could carefully discern whether there were really two mice there, Senior Sister Kerma had already started asking him questions on the rostrum.