Hunting High School

When they said the last sentence, the two of them had already circled back to the front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The gentleman stopped, stretched out his hand and tapped on the mirror.

A little light blooms from the endless darkness, the starry sky is receding, and the world is spinning. In just a moment, the mirror reflects the history of the world for hundreds of millions of years.

Volcanoes, glaciers, cyanobacteria, trilobites, dinosaurs, erect apes, caves, stone tools, shells, bronze, jade, pyramids, the Great Wall, legions with spears, knights all over the mountains, candlelight and axes in the palace, laughter and cursing in the market , criss-crossing alleys, sailboats among the raging sea waves, twisting gears, overflowing steam, lightning and flint, heavy traffic, rockets breaking through the atmosphere, and then a starry sky.

Like a loop.

It seemed like just a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time.

Countless ordinary but extraordinary pictures were clearly reflected in Zheng Qing's eyes, making him hold his breath involuntarily.

Mr.'s voice sounded from an extremely distant place, directly shaking his heart:

"...all the extraordinary are born in the ordinary. Don't be fooled by the ordinary and chaos in front of you."

"It's like a foreign general was assassinated, a few old people were infected with wind and cold, a few locusts crawled out of the soil after a heavy rain, the stock market suddenly melted down, and a big earthquake happened on the other side of the earth... etc. These are extraordinary. Things are very far away from you, so far away that your ordinary and ordinary life has hardly changed."

"Until a storm of butterfly wings blows over your head."

"You sit on the shore, watching the stormy waves, holding a diary in your hand, and recording today's boring and dull life. You think this kind of ordinary is eternal."

"Until the next big wave comes up and sweeps you into the bottom of the ocean."

"You have finally surpassed the ordinary..."

"It was just a moment."

"Do you still remember what happened when it snowed heavily last winter? You were also by Linzhong Lake."

"That was a major event worthy of being recorded in the history of wizards, but the entire wizarding world was as peaceful as ever. But for you, there was only heavy snow and a cool lip in Linzhong Lake that day..."

Zheng Qing frowned, thinking carefully about every word the husband said, and didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment or blush because of the last example the husband gave.

"You mean," he thought about his words, and replied very cautiously, "do you want me to pay attention to the subtle and ordinary things around me?"

"No," the gentleman shook his head: "I just want to tell you, don't be fooled by everything in front of you."

"Those who know don't confuse." Zheng Qing repeated the four words Mr. said before, just like all good students who perform well in class.

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The gentleman smiled, and repeated the same: "Those who know don't confuse."

"Then how should I be a 'knower'?" Zheng Qing asked a specific question.

"It requires long study and rich accumulation." Mr. did not give a specific method, but he gave two examples: "You can start from two small perspectives...such as yourself, such as the first university. "

"Myself?"

"What do you think of the forbidden curse seed on your body?"

"I..." Zheng Qing felt stuck for a while—the trouble of headache, the coveting of demons, the coveting of the council under the moon, that seed brought Zheng Qing too much trouble. But at the same time, that seed gave him great courage in many things.

"It's somewhere between likes and dislikes." The wizard finally gave such an answer.

"Like it or not?" Mr. shook his head: "These two words are too superficial. To be precise, you don't hate that power, on the contrary, you like it very much. But because you don't know enough about it, you feel fear again. "

fear.

Zheng Qing chewed on the last words given by Mr., and unexpectedly found that they fit Own's mood very well. Fear of troubles caused by this power, fear of being unable to control this power and causing troubles to others.

"I'm just...just..." he murmured, not knowing where to start.

"This is not something to be ashamed of," said the gentleman in relief. "The control of the unknown is the eternal pursuit of mankind. At this level, you are just an ordinary wizard."

Self-analysis is always very difficult.

"What about the First University?" Zheng Qing switched to another "small angle" mentioned by the husband, trying to lighten the topic: "How do you think the conflicts in the school should be handled?"

"How to deal with it?" The gentleman stretched out his hand and gestured, as if drawing a big circle: "What you see is the conflict between the colleges, what I see is everyone sitting together, drinking tea and chatting."

"Before the establishment of the four academies, more wizards died in the battle of faith every year than in the hunting grounds or even in the war with demons."

"Right now, nine deans are sitting here, Alpha's dean is sitting there, and people from Atlas and Starry Sky are also sitting down... All parties take their own actions based on their own needs, and the result is The big result is still sitting together."

"Seize the main contradiction and the main direction of the contradiction."

"As long as the goal is the same, Jiuyou will not harm Alpha, and Alpha will not harm Jiuyou. They have the same enemy, monsters; they also have the same pursuit, the new world."

"Occasionally Jiuyou criticizes Alpha, and Alpha refutes Jiuyou. This kind of belief dispute is already within the controllable range. This kind of debate is allowed, and it cannot be disputed."

Zheng Qing's eyes lit up.

There is a feeling of enlightenment in the bottom of my heart.

The problem that has troubled him for a long time, he found the direction of the answer in a few words. Yes, the conflict between Jiuyou and Alpha, in the final analysis, is only a matter within First University.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing immediately remembered the rumors circulating in the school.

"Sir, which one do you think, vice principal Shi Hui or Ruoyu, can become our new principal?" Many students in the school have discussed this question.

No one can convince dissidents.

"New... new principal?" The gentleman blinked, as if he was a little caught off guard.

"Assumptions, just assumptions." The boy said happily, then glanced left and right, and said in a low voice: "Actually, everyone knows that the principal has not been in the school for a long time, and the dummy used for the opening ceremony last time..."

The gentleman took a serious look at the boy.

"I think today's class was a failure." He commented.

Zheng Qing felt a little baffled.

The gentleman sighed, did not explain his comment, but answered the boy's question seriously:

"Evaluating the ability to manage a school depends on how he handles uncertainty, not how he handles certainty. From this perspective, Ms. Shi Hui and even Professor Yao are more qualified than Sir Ruoyu.

But the school is not a country, and the principal is not a politician. It is true that we need to refer to political skills to handle affairs to some extent, but more, we need a teacher who can teach and educate people.

Therefore, in the next semester, Ms. Shi Hui should gradually withdraw from the daily management work of the First University... She will enter the Wizards Union and serve as the new speaker of the Grand Wizards Conference. Professor Yao will replace Ms. Shi Hui as your new vice president. "

There is a wealth of information contained in these words.

The wizard's eyes lit up.

"Then Mr. Ruoyu will become our new principal?" Zheng Qing asked, and he was already thinking about whether to disclose this news to Xin Fatty—but he doubted whether Fatty would have the guts to publish this source in the school newspaper unknown message.

"Ruoyu? No, no, he is only suitable to be the vice principal."

The gentleman shook his head, and his tone was very kind: "There is no flexibility in handling affairs, and the treatment of the next month's parliament is too gentle. There is no way for you to be the president of the First University."