Hunting High School

Until the class meeting started and Lao Yao's projection appeared behind the desk, Dr. Xiao Da still couldn't decide which brush to use to consecrate Own's new Dharma book.

It's just that Zheng Qing doesn't care about the doctor's writing anymore.

He cared more about the professor standing on the podium tonight—in fact, before the old Yao projection appeared, the young public finance students had silently prayed hundreds of times, hoping that it was the real professor who came to the classroom meeting tonight.

Because he has a very important matter that needs to be applied to the professor in person, and on that matter, a shadow can play a very subtle role.

Just like Zheng Qing is determined not to admit any accidents caused by the shadow he cut off—whether it blows up another laboratory, or makes a certain cat’s belly bigger in the relevant department, it will be honest with us Zheng Qing, a student at the school, does not have any connections.

So, when he noticed that the professor standing on the podium tonight was a projection, he couldn't help but sighed in disappointment.

"Don't worry, the projection of the legendary wizard is not comparable to your shadow. Any application we submit to him can be regarded as an application to the professor himself." Xiao Xiao compared the lines on the two brushes in his hand while Casually comforted.

"I hope so," the young public grant student muttered, looking down at the application materials in front of him.

The materials are from the Forgiveness Hunting Team, including the archives of the owner of the hunting team, the Forgiveness Knights, the records of the hunting team in the Federation of Societies and the Hunting Committee, all the achievements of the hunting team since its establishment, the honors it has received, and the records of every member of the hunting team. Hunter details, etc.

These materials need to be reviewed by the professor later, and there should be no omissions.

When Zheng Qing recited the resumes of the members of the hunting team for the ninth time, the class meeting was finally over. The young public fee student cheered up, stretched out his hand, took the pile of materials into his arms, and then walked towards the classroom like a frightened rabbit. He rushed out, trying to stop the professor's projection before it disappeared.

"Professor! Professor Yao, please wait a moment."

The wizard waved his arms and yelled softly, and finally stopped the professor who had gradually faded at the corner of the corridor: "Please wait a moment, there is something I hope to ask for your help."

The professor's projection turned around in surprise, glanced at the young public finance student, and stopped.

What stopped at the same time was his gradually fading figure.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." He smiled in relief, and his figure became solid again: "Is there any problem with the homework of the Charms class? Or the homework of the philosophy of magic? Or do you have to ask for leave tomorrow morning?"

Zheng Qing shook his head quickly.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with homework or asking for leave." He handed the thick stack of materials to the professor, calmed down a little, and then added: "It's the school hunting meeting... this year's hunting competition student union The rules have been changed, and the participating hunting teams need to find a mentor... Our Forgiveness Hunting Team hopes that you can serve as our mentor, so..."

He rubbed his hands together with a simple smile on his face.

The professor raised his eyebrows in surprise, and simply flipped through the documents in his hand.

"Are you asking me to be the instructor..." Before the words finished, the professor stopped abruptly. The professor tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to others, but there was nothing in the direction of his ears.

Zheng Qing quietly held her breath.

He guessed that the person communicating with the projection should be the professor's body.

"...I'm sorry." Soon, the projection returned to normal, and he shook his head apologetically at the boy: "Teacher, you may need to find other professors..."

"Professor! Professor! Please think again!"

Hearing the news, the young public finance student became anxious, and quickly recited the speech he had prepared before: "The forgiveness hunting team won the championship in the freshman competition of the school hunting meeting last year, and you gave us the award at that time; , the task completion rate of forgiveness is also the highest; and this spring resisted the black tide in Beta Town, forgiveness was awarded the Medal of Honor by the Beta Town Management Committee... and the black prison, during the battle of the black prison, our hunting team Beside you, only our student hunting team is present in the whole No. 1 University! For this reason, we have also won the league award

The Order of Merlin..."

"I know I know."

The professor's projection raised his hand and pressed down again and again, finally shutting up the boy who was still thinking about it, and then he smiled wryly: "I also agree, Yuzui is a very good hunting team...but as a member of Jiuyou College Dean, the few of us are the instructors of our respective teams by default."

"School team!" Zheng Qing opened his mouth slightly, and immediately realized the most powerful hunting teams in the school.

The professor added: "Although in many cases the 'default' thing is not inflexible, but after the notice came out on Friday afternoon, Zhao Qiao contacted Ontology immediately and submitted the relevant application. Furthermore, you I also know that I've been very busy recently, and I'm afraid I won't be able to devote too much energy to the guidance of the hunting team... The Jiuyou Academy team is a mature hunting team, and it may be more adaptable than you without me, a bad old man, pointing fingers way of guidance."

Zhao Qiao is the captain of the Jiuyou Academy team, together with Zhang Jixin's big brother Zhang Shuzhi, and the werewolf Erwin Hoffman of the Judgment Hunting Team, they are also known as the "Three Masters of Will"—of course, starting from this semester, the title of "Three Masters of Will" Probably no one calls anymore, because Zhang Shuzhi has become a brand new 'will'.

Zheng Qing sighed angrily.

In fact, after receiving the paper crane notification from Jiang Yu immediately on Friday, he had considered whether to apply to Professor Yao immediately, but at that time there was no unified concept within the forgiveness team, and the upcoming weekend made people feel uncomfortable. Habitual laziness, procrastination and delay, opportunities pass away in vain.

"So," Professor Yao's projection raised his arm, patted the boy's shoulder, and said in relief, "I'm sorry I can't help you with this matter... But you still have many choices, such as Professor Yi in the divination class, or Professor Li of Potions, they all have very rich hunting experience, and they should have plenty of time."

Zheng Qing managed to cheer up, and smiled at the professor: "It's okay, Professor... Excuse me."

As he spoke, he took the application materials handed back by the professor and bowed lightly to express his gratitude. The professor nodded slightly, and in the next second, his figure suddenly dispersed. When the boy raised his head again, the professor's figure had disappeared without a trace, only a little light blue starlight suspended in mid-air, slowly moving one by one. off.

When Zheng Qing returned to the door of the classroom, the other hunters of the forgiveness hunting team hadn't left yet.

"How is it?" Xin Fatty asked hastily.

Jiang Yu also looked over with concern, only Dr. Xiao Da, holding his brand new scroll of bamboo slips, seemed to be stroking his lover.

"It's over," Zheng Qing shrugged and said freely, "Old Yao and the other deans are the 'appointed' instructors of the academy team... We can only find other professors."

"Just know!"

The fat wizard waved the feather pen in his hand indignantly: "This terrible world... even in Jiuyou College, it is difficult to find the real 'justice and equality'!"