Hunting High School

With this episode, the initially tense atmosphere in the classroom became much more relaxed.

After the original nervousness of meeting the legendary boss subsided, many people quickly regained the feeling they had when communicating with the professor last semester.

"Professor, you... have you really been promoted to legend?"

"The promotion is not over yet, and we are still working hard." Professor Yao put the pipe back into his mouth, and replied humorously: "So you don't have to change your pronunciation to 'you', and I don't care if you use 'you' like before. of."

There was a burst of echoing laughter in the classroom.

"Old Yao, what does it feel like to be a legend?"

"Fu..."

Professor Yao clicked on his pipe, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "It's not impossible to say, but it's like talking about the sun and moon Samsara to mayflies, and talking about winter snow and cold to summer insects." Shuang, even if I tell you about my own experience in detail, you still won’t understand it, and it will instead hinder your future choice of path, creating something like a ‘knowledge barrier’.”

"Then don't talk about it!" Immediately, a classmate stopped him loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes, I still want to become a great wizard!" Others also clamored.

Lao Yao raised his hand with a smile, and the noise in the classroom immediately quieted down: "Teacher, so preaching and accepting karma to solve doubts. Although I can't explain it to you in detail, it's okay to give a chestnut... It feels like In the past, I projected it to give you lessons. Although it looked real, my heart was empty, and I could clearly feel the illusion of the projection. But now, even the projection is real.”

As he spoke, he raised his arms and shook his wide robe sleeves, as if he wanted to prove something. But including Zheng Qing, most of the young wizards in the classroom couldn't see anything, they could only express their own awe with unaware eyes.

Only classmate Li Meng eagerly stood up and leaned towards the table, as if wanting to grab the sleeve of the legendary wizard's robe through the narrow aisle.

Jiang Yu grabbed the nape of her neck decisively.

Professor Yao smiled kindly at the little witch, and looked at the other students in the class: "Okay, there is still a lot of time for chatting, everyone just came back from the trial today, it should be very hard, and there are many insights, our class meeting this time Don't take up too much time, just talk about a few things, don't affect the start of school tomorrow."

"First of all, for the trial before the start of the school, the final summary work will be submitted by the school working committee. You have a week to complete your respective trial reports, and the squad leader will collect them at the regular meeting next Sunday..."

There was a moan in the classroom.

Trials, everyone still likes it very much, it can be regarded as a safari organized by the school; but writing reports, no one likes it. In particular, it is a painful torture to write a report with a prescribed format and theme.

Old Yao turned a deaf ear to the complaints of the young wizards, and raised his voice a little: "The second thing is about the selection of the class leader. When the class leader was selected last school year, you were not familiar with each other, so we approved the future choice through divination... Once, everyone has enough time to vote and choose the person you think is more appropriate..."

"What else to choose? Downton and Jiang Yu are doing very well!" As a fan of Downton, Duan Xiaojian immediately clamored loudly, causing other people in the class to echo him.

Even Zheng Qing nodded slightly, subconsciously agreeing with him.

"That's what I said, but the procedure can't be messed up." Professor Yao bit his pipe and looked around with a smile: "Of course, on the basis of compliance with the procedure, we can speed up the pace a little, such as omitting the steps of participating in the speech... Has anyone volunteered to be the monitor of Tianwen Class 08-1?"

The classroom was quiet. Both Downton and Jiang Yu looked at the blackboard without squinting. The others quietly looked around, as if they wanted to see who would have the courage.

For nearly a minute, no one spoke.

Actually is not that everyone does not have the courage, but on the one hand, the two monitors have done a good job, few people would think that they are better than them;

, but at the same time it will involve a lot of energy and affect daily learning.

For the students of Jiuyou College who pay attention to exams, this effect is very noticeable.

"Since no one volunteered, let's go straight to the process."

Professor Yao had an unexpected expression on his face. He patted the podium, and a stack of light blue mulberry paper flew up in the air, paused in mid-air, and flew towards everyone in the hall like snowflakes: "...this is a secret ballot , you just write the name of the class monitor you choose on it. Just like last semester, there are still two class monitors, one for boys and one for girls."

Zheng Qing looked at the thin paper floating in front of his eyes, and when he raised his hand, the thin paper automatically fell in front of him. The light blue paper is smooth and noticeable, only the size of a palm, enough to hold two names.

Zheng Qing raised his head and looked left and right. Many people had already grabbed their quills and started writing quickly.

"When you are selecting monitors, I will first announce the list of publicly funded students for this school year."

Standing on the podium, Professor Yao didn't waste a second, making full use of the leisure in the rustling, and happily said: "Students who won the 2009 public-funded students of Jiuyou College-Liu Feifei, Jiang Yu, and Zheng Qing, this Three students, everyone can applaud and encourage. We will issue the transcripts later. Students who have doubts about their grades can appeal to the school after the meeting..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and almost everyone turned their heads to look at Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao beside Zheng Qing.

"What?" Zheng Qing looked up blankly.

He hadn't finished filling in the names of the two monitors, and most of his thoughts just now were thinking about the paper mouse he threw out, and he didn't pay attention to what Lao Yao was saying on the stage.

He was very sure that the mouse had climbed up the corner of a witch's robe, and that witch must have unfolded the letter. But she didn't respond at all, and she didn't even return the mouse to herself.

"You're still a public student!" Xin Fatty turned her head enviously, and patted Zheng Qing's shoulder vigorously: "I thought Xiao Xiao could take your spot away."

"I think so too." Zhang Jixin chimed in.

Zheng Qing turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao—in fact, he also thought that his quota of public-funded students would not be guaranteed this year, especially because he did not take the final practical part of the exam due to physical reasons, which made him lose his biggest advantage over Xiao Xiao. However, Dr. Xiao's written test results made the students of the whole grade daunting.

Almost every subject is full marks.

"As a special recruit, student Xiao Xiao does not participate in the selection of public-funded students. Everyone needs to know about this." On the stage, Professor Yao seemed to know the reason for the hustle and bustle in the classroom, and immediately gave a supplementary explanation.