Hunting High School

What can an octopus do to you?

If someone had asked Zheng Qing this question before, he would have scoffed at it—could those limp, boneless animals still be able to do something to themselves?

For him, it may be meaningful to answer this question by turning it upside down.

In fact, he can do a lot with an octopus.

Such as steaming, braised in soy sauce, sauce fried, dry stir-frying;

Or smoked, braised, stewed, fried, souped, boiled, stewed;

The taste is a bit heavier, wash it directly, and cut it raw for dipping sauce, it also has a special flavor;

When there is enough time, make some small balls and cook a pot of thick soup, which is even more satisfying;

If you don't want to eat it, you can put it in the fish tank and watch them crawl around with their eight legs flapping, just for viewing.

These thoughts were running through Zheng Qing's mind when he was being roughly treated by the octopus administrators at Shushanguan.

A few minutes ago, when the eight-legged Mr. Octopus floated in front of Zheng Qing and asked him to leave the building immediately, Zheng Qing held out a glimmer of hope—maybe the administrator was not as violent as everyone said.

"Wait a minute." He stood up very politely and saluted the octopus administrator: "I'll pack up my books and leave right away."

"Very polite young man." The octopus manager spit out bubbles, and the words he sprayed became rounded: "Then I will be more gentle."

"Be lighter..." Zheng Qing was still chewing on the meaning of this word, and Mr. Octopus explained it to him with practical actions.

In fact, the way the librarian treats students who are stuck in the library because of greed is also very simple.

Knock over, drag away.

Literally.

"A few books fell on the floor, hello!" Zheng Qing shouted as he struggled with the books in his arms.

But apart from the octopus not far above the head, there is not a ghost in the empty library.

"It's okay, my colleagues will clean it up later." The octopus administrator grabbed the young public fee student by the back collar and dragged him to the ground. Sprayed a string of cursive characters.

"You are acting violent!" Zheng Qing complained angrily: "Serious violation of campus management regulations!"

"Go and sue me." The octopus administrator continued to spray cursive characters into the air slowly.

"Beat someone!" Zheng Qing thumped his legs and shouted, "I'm a student of the school! I'm a flower in the wizarding world! You can't do this! I want to see the principal! I want to see the principal!"

The original translucent skin of the octopus manager slowly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even turned black.

"Shut up!!!" Mr. Octopus was steaming on his forehead, he waved his tentacled fist, and gave Zheng Qing another shudder: "I've never seen such a noisy newcomer like you!"

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The hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, Zheng Qing obediently kept his mouth shut.

He soon discovered that it was easier to be dragged along.

Moreover, all the books can be piled in the bosom, without the risk of loss.

So, he shrank his neck obediently, letting the octopus manager use him as a mop for wiping the floor.

"Slow down!" Just after turning a corner, Zheng Qing couldn't help shouting: "Two more books have been dropped!"

"Refused." The octopus spat out two words unceremoniously.

"So, can you stop for a while?" Zheng Qing paused, and asked very sincerely, "The robes are very expensive, can I change into some dirty clothes?"

"Rejected!" The librarian spouted this time with a huge exclamation mark after it.

"Then can you help me get a few books?" Zheng Qing tried to hold all the books he chose in his arms, and asked tentatively: "You have eight arms, and you still have four empty...should be able to carry a lot of things .”

The administrator finally stopped and put his head in front of the bold new student.

Zheng Qing smiled guiltily.

The octokeeper's eyes widened, those bulging, dark eyes gleaming in the dim light.

This time, it wasn't sprayed.

Instead, a circle of huge question marks and exclamation marks sprayed out around it.

Zheng Qing seized the opportunity to hug the rest of the body tighter, while carefully avoiding the string of symbols, so as not to let the ink stains get on his robe.

When he was thrown out of the bookshelf labyrinth, the octopus librarian didn't spit another bubble, turned around and rushed into the depths of the bookshelf labyrinth, leaving only the young wizard who was chattering and complaining.

"Name, class." A stern voice sounded above Zheng Qing's head: "How many times was the alarm triggered?"

Zheng Qing stood up quickly.

In front of him was an old wizard in a gray janitor's attire.

He held a notepad in one hand and a pocket watch in the other.

On the note board, four or five quills are tap-dancing happily.

Around the old wizard, there were four or five red-robed students with dejected expressions lined up, waiting to be punished.

"Zheng Qing, Astronomy Class 08-1, this is the first time I've come to the library." Zheng Qing quickly gathered a few books that had accidentally dropped on the ground in his arms, and replied politely.

"New students." The old wizard's stern face softened slightly: "Didn't you hear the "Shushan Library Management Regulations" before entering the library? Why did you stay there for so long?"

"Understood." Zheng Qing continued to reply honestly: "It's just that there are too many books I like, so I can't help staying for a while."

"The most important thing in the library is not to be greedy." The gloomy-faced librarian looked around at the young wizards who were thrown out, and warned them in a stern tone: "I suggest you not stay in the depths of the library too much, It is not to restrict your learning, but to let you learn better. You must know that a large amount of knowledge is the easiest way to lose yourself."

Everyone nodded and even claimed yes.

After registering their identity information, the old wizard asked these young people to leave the entrance of the bookshelf corridor with the books.

"Remember, if you are thrown out of the bookshelf maze by Mr. Zhang three times in a row, you will be banned from entering the library within a month." Before leaving, the old wizard warned with a straight face: "After two consecutive foot bans, you will be banned." Enter the library within a year. Got it?"

"Who is Mr. Zhang?" Zheng Qing turned his head quietly and asked a fat boy next to him.

"It's that octopus." The boy secretly replied.

"Are there any questions?" The old wizard glared at the two of them.

"Report!" Zheng Qing hesitated again and again, and finally raised his hand: "I have a problem."

"Huh?" The old wizard raised his eyebrows.

"That end...Mr. Zhang," Zheng Qing bit his tongue and pulled back the address: "When he took me out, he used violence against me. I think this is inappropriate behavior."

As he spoke, he pointed to his forehead, on which he could still see clearly visible red marks, which were left when the octopus hit him chestnut.

"First, Mr. Zhang belongs to the ancient school of professors. In the era of his life, students needed to be educated with rulers and wooden sticks." The old wizard glanced at the red mark on his forehead, bent his fingers, and tapped the own notepad .

The dancing quills on the board quickly slipped back into the old wizard's breast pocket.

Zheng Qing thought, this should mean not recording this conversation.

"Second, the bookshelf labyrinth is huge in size and has complicated affairs. Ordinary wizards are not competent, and great wizards have their own responsibilities." The old wizard patiently explained to these young wizards with a straight face: "If there is no Mr. There will be accidents where students starve to death in the library. There was a time when the school arranged ghosts to guard the library. Facts have proved that the dead receive more complaints...mainly in a claustrophobic environment, the horror atmosphere created by ghosts is too strong , seriously affecting students' reading. If you are willing, you can make relevant suggestions to the school, maybe you will like the library guarded by ghosts?"

Zheng Qing's face turned pale, and he shook his head frantically.

An octopus roams the library, he's only going to get knocked a few times.

If it were replaced by a ghost, hehe, that picture would be wonderful if you think about it.

Maybe heart attack rates in schools will skyrocket.

"In the end, Mr. Zhang's methods mainly focus on punishment, and generally do not cause real harm to students." The old wizard concluded: "So, if you still have objections, you can get a form here and appeal. If there are no objections, you can Hurry up and get out of the way! There are still a lot of students queuing up behind."

Zheng Qing sighed, hugged her pile of books, and walked away dejectedly.