Hunting High School

"That stinking old man, he made a mistake in his lecture, but he took his anger out on us!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"It's unreasonable to deduct credits!"

"Insane."

In the cafeteria at noon, several boys from Tianwen Class 08-1 sat at the dining table with dejected faces, stuffing food into their mouths, and angrily discussing Professor Tesla’s brutal behavior.

Zheng Qing sat among several people, listening to these complaints, he stirred the five-bean soup in the bowl with concern, and sighed.

In the alchemy class in the morning, the old-fashioned old professor was very dissatisfied with the performance of the astronomy 08-1 class who didn't understand the class but didn't ask.

Therefore, from the principles of being an alchemist, to the basic qualities that should be possessed in learning alchemy, to what is the correct attitude and requirements for studying as a student of the first university. Professor Tesla roared for more than half an hour, giving each newcomer a spiritual baptism.

At the end of the day, before get out of class ended, the old professor not only asked the students in the class to copy the school motto a hundred times, but also marked off a credit for each of them with a swipe of a pen.

"Fortunately, the school motto only has eight words... and the credits are only deducted by one point." Zheng Qing scooped up a spoonful of beans, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed: "This is only the first month, work hard, It can be made up later.”

"One point was deducted in the first month, boss!" Duan Xiaojian yelled strangely: "I didn't even earn a single credit, so I was deducted as a negative number."

"Didn't Lao Yao say that an invitation letter gives 0.1 credits?" Zheng Qing poked at the crispy rice on the dinner plate, and asked in surprise, "I remember how many invitation letters you received?"

"I lost it." Duan Xiaojian blushed for a rare moment, stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth, and muttered: "It was originally placed on the bed in the dormitory. Received three invitation letters, there is no way to plug a hole for a credit."

Zheng Qing thought of his drawer of invitations, smacked his lips, and finally couldn't bear to tease him.

"It can be lost!" Xin Fatty, who buried his face in the bowl, raised his head, ignoring the dripping soup at the corner of his mouth, and said angrily, "If it were me, I would wish I could keep it in my pocket 24 hours a day! "

"Do you have to eat like this?!" Zhang Jixin, who was sitting on the other side, stared at a pair of bull's eyes and crunched the dried fruit in his hand.

"Otherwise, you feed me?" Xin Fatty threw out the big move without hesitation, making the opponent dumbfounded.

"Is playing bowl flowers so powerful?" Duan Xiaojian curiously poked Xiao Xiao, who was eating quietly, and asked doubtfully, "Is he just pretending?"

"Try this!" Zhang Jixin took a piece of croissant from the table, stuffed it into Xin Fatty's hand, and threatened: "This is not a bowl. If you dare to drop it, I will feed you dirt!"

Xin Fatty sneered, raised the croissant in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then, in full view of everyone, his hand shook violently for a moment as if he had been stung.

The piece of crispy browned bread covered with butter and honey just rolled into the dust.

"It's too exaggerated!" Duan Xiaojian drew a long tone, with an expression of "you must be lying to me": "This is bread, not a bowl, so just throw it away."

"If you don't believe me, you can grab a few flowers and try it yourself." Xin Fatty snorted, his face full of displeasure, and he buried his head in the big plate in front of him again and began to eat.

"'Dawanhua' is just a distinctive name based on its effects. Just like 'Baicaotang' has more than a hundred kinds of herbs, 'Sanwei Bookstore' is not a bookstore with three flavors." Xiao Xiao finally put down the food in his hand , raised his head, and did a little science popularization to the ignorant companions in front of him: "So, the curse of playing bowl flowers is not only for the bowl, to be precise, this curse is for the wizard's hand, or in other words, the wizard' The act of eating with your hands."

"That is to say, is it okay if I don't use my hands to eat?" Zheng Qing is very interested in this detail: "How does this curse know that I am eating with my hands instead of doing something else?"

"Whether you know the curse or not depends on whether you know it or not." Zhang Jixin interjected next to him, "I have an impression of this. Many curses are triggered based on the host's own thoughts. For example, if you want to eat something, you can eat it if you eat it." I will definitely eat it, and the curse will strike at this time."

"Bingo!" Xiao Xiao nodded, with a teachable expression.

"Then suppose," Zheng Qing became more interested: "Assume, Xin Fatty is hungry."

"You are Fatty!" Xin raised his head with grief and indignation: "I just grow stronger."

Zhang Jixin gave an exaggerated 'haha' twice.

"Oh," Zheng Qing changed his words very apologetically, "Suppose, Xin is hungry. Then he picks up a piece of bread. …Well, for example, in his consciousness, bread is a piece of paper, and his mouth is a paper shredder. In this case, the bread won’t fall to the ground, right?”

"Your mouth is the shredder." Sim Fatty finally lost his appetite, pushed away the plate in frustration, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and began to wipe his mouth.

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"Insane." Xiao Xiao looked at Zheng Qing, looking like a ghost: "Are you talking about distorting consciousness? To distort own consciousness for a fart curse... Do you know what you are doing? For wizards , there is nothing more dangerous than distorted consciousness. Don't even think about it!"

"Is it dangerous?" Zheng Qing was a little surprised: "I mean simply hypnotize yourself."

"For wizards, hypnosis can only deceive your five senses, but it can't deceive your consciousness." Xiao Xiao thought for a moment, and forced an example: "For example, the mountain is a mountain, but the mountain is not a mountain, but the mountain is still there. "

Zheng Qing listened to this example in a daze, expressing that he could not understand it.

"If you have time to discuss these messy things, why not think about what Lao Yao's spell is about." Fatty Xin wiped his mouth, knocked on the table impatiently, and shouted: "Or someone hurry up and write Professor Li Qihuang's homework When you're done, let me refer to it."

"If I can still move after the class in the afternoon, I will let you copy it." Duan Xiaojian wailed, and fell into Xin Fatty's arms: "Fatty brother, what are you doing, the teacher in the combat class said this class The class wants me to be his training partner!"

Zheng Qing waved his hand, attracting a group of elves from the cafeteria.

After they cleared away the leftovers on the table, he stretched himself, hiccupped in satisfaction, and sighed: "It's a blessing in disguise, maybe the teacher sees your hard work as a partner and gives you some compensation from the credits. "

Duan Xiaojian immediately straightened up,

"That said, the possibility is quite high!"

The simple-minded young wizard immediately became cheerful again.