Hunting High School

Normally speaking, to be blessed by a great fortune-teller, even verbally, is something to be very happy about.

But Zheng Qing is not happy at all now.

Especially "my family knows my family affairs", if the news reported by the Daily Bugle really spreads, it will not be solved by a little verbal blessing.

Annoyed by this matter, the young public-funded student followed the student council officer out for a while before suddenly realizing the content of what he just said.

"Mailbox? Exploded?"

After Zheng Qing followed the tall and thin wizard out of the teaching building, he asked with a blank face: "What mailbox? My mailbox? Why is the mailbox also exploded?"

He cared a little about words like explosion.

"Oh, 'mailbox' is the internal parlance of the Student Union."

The officer of the student union who led the way was very enthusiastic and explained in detail: "Generally, emails sent to students outside the school will be checked by the school to confirm that there is no danger—such as some evil spells, poisons, or other illegal materials—and then send them to the students. Transfer it to the students. The temporary storage point in the middle, we call it the 'mail box' in private, is actually a few large cabinets in the student union office, and each student can be assigned to a grid in the cabinet."

"The explosion means..."

"Under normal circumstances, those grids can hold hundreds of letters, or hundreds of paper cranes. No matter how stuffed it is, it's more than enough." Speaking of this, the secretary of the student union shook his head and looked amazed: "This morning, I don't know why, Thousands of letters and origami cranes poured in from outside the school, all for you...continuously, incessantly, your "grid" will be filled up in a short while... We found a few grids temporarily , are also full... This is still the result of eliminating many 'dangerous letterheads'... There is no way, the boss has ordered the person concerned to deal with it personally..."

Hearing this, Zheng Qing paused, and a bad thought came to his mind.

"You," he tried his best to suppress his emotional fluctuations, and inquired in a casual tone: "did you see the content of those letters during the inspection? What do those letters want from me?"

"I don't know."

The officer of the student union shook his head, and patted the wizard's shoulder comfortingly: "The letters are all checked by magic, and there is no one peeking at them. You can rest assured about this... Moreover, a student's mailbox in history was suddenly blown up." It's not the first time it happened... We guess, maybe the Excuse Hunting Team performed so well in this school cup, so they have a large group of fans... Oh, I haven't congratulated you yet, congratulations to the Excuse Hunting Team for winning this year Excellent results! How did you do it? And the Battle of Hell at the end of last semester, as far as I know, in the entire First University, you were the only hunting team that participated in that battle..."

Zheng Qing smiled very reluctantly.

His intuition told him that the flood of letters today was by no means congratulatory words—and he couldn't even imagine what he would be in when the Daily Bugle report spread.

The tall and thin wizard next to his ear was still chattering about the great achievements of the Forgiveness Hunting Team, and from time to time, he would politely ask if the Hunting Team had any plans to recruit new players this year or next year? Will you consider the incumbents of the Student Union?

Zheng Qing said haha, walking fast.

The office building and the teaching building are next to each other, but one building runs east-west, and the other runs north-south. After leaving the teaching building, passing through the winding path in the small garden in front of the building, you will directly arrive at the entrance of the office building.

The student union office is on the first floor of the office building.

Zheng Qing has been here more than once, such as participating in the interview of the student union, such as going to the office of some professors, and submitting some registration materials for the Excuse Hunting Team, and so on.

Therefore, he is also very familiar with the parrot on duty in the lobby on the first floor.

"Long time no see!" Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the young public finance student added some bird food to the parrot's food box and said hello, "Are you on duty today?"

"Long time no see!" The parrot squatting on the main branch raised its paws, fisted with the wizard, also put on a familiar look, and sighed: "No

The method is born to work hard..."

The officer of the student union looked at each person and bird with a strange expression on his face.

After exchanging greetings, Zheng Qing took the sign, and when he followed the tall and thin wizard to the student union office, the tall and thin wizard asked in a low voice, "Can you tell which one of them is which? How about teaching me?" I've been in the student union for almost a month, and I still can't tell what they look like..."

In the last sentence, he was a little frustrated.

Zheng Qing patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Actually, I don't know each other either... Except for the three-headed honorary student union president, the other birds look exactly the same to me... They are all green parrots."

"Then you..." The tall and thin wizard was stunned for a moment.

"It's polite to say hello, and you won't lose a piece of meat when you say hello." Seeing the office in front of him, the young public finance student didn't have any more energy to laugh, and ended the conversation very concisely: "It won't hurt. "

...

Behind the two wizards.

Hallway entrance.

On the parrot stand in the hall, a green parrot squatting on the auxiliary branch raised its head curiously, looked at the parrot on the main branch, and quacked: "Dage, do you know the student who just greeted you?"

"He just went in and out temporarily, and he didn't have any detailed identification information. How would I know who he is!" The parrot on the main branch rolled its eyes, raised its claws, and picked the bird food stuck in the crack of its beak.

"Then you..." The parrot on the side branch froze for a moment.

"It's polite to say hello, and you won't lose a piece of meat when you say hello." The parrot on the main branch spread its wings, patted the head of the parrot on the auxiliary branch confidently, and taught: "There will be no harm."

...

Zheng Qing didn't know that there was a parrot learning from behind him.

He was standing in front of the cabinets in the Student Union's office, looking through the window at his 'mailbox', which was full of various envelopes and paper cranes, all motionless.

A witch opened the cabinet door, took out a stack of envelopes, randomly picked out one, and handed it to the young public finance student.

"You do a random check first," she explained routinely: "If there is no problem, sign this receipt... Then you decide whether to open the letter here or take it back to the dormitory."

"It's safer to open letters here." The tall and thin wizard who brought Zheng Qing to the office suggested very kindly: "The school's monitoring circle can shield all risks..."

Looking at the way his eyes were shining, Zheng Qing very much suspected that he only wanted the contents of the letter from Eight Trigrams.

"Didn't you say that these letters have been checked? Why are there risks?" The young public finance student frowned.

"Just in case," the tall and thin wizard laughed, and took out a red envelope from the stack of envelopes and handed it to Zheng Qing: "Look at this..."

Zheng Qing took it apart smoothly.

boom!

The moment the envelope was opened, it made a very loud sound, as if a whale was hiccupping, and then a huge mouth was squeezed out from the envelope. With one mouth, the huge roar shook the whole office. :

"how dare you!

! "