Hunting High School

After coming out of the Qingqiu mansion, Zheng Qing has been feeling a little groggy.

So much so that he almost forgot that there was a practical class in the afternoon.

Throughout the afternoon, his every move had a sense of clumsiness out of control, like a person who walks with a crutch, and when he chanted the mantra in practice class, he could pronounce the simplest "Ge Zhitan Xi" as "Ge Zhitan", The summoned vines were as soft as boiled noodles, and most of the students in the class were paralyzed with laughter.

Of course, his loss of soul also attracted a lot of scrutiny and suspicion.

Until night, lying on the bed, giving some 'anchor' in the pillow Life, re-fixed own cognition.

The short trip to 'shopping for clothes' gave the wizard a huge boost.

Before that, he had confidence in his wallet, which was not rich but still had some weight, and felt that even if it was not as rich as some wizarding families, it should be enough to be a decent person in the wizarding world.

Then, reality pulled his ears viciously, and snarled to tell him what true 'decency' is like.

"Okay, there are no outsiders."

As soon as he returned to the dormitory at night, Xin Fatty couldn't wait to grab the collar of the young public funder, winked and asked, "Why did you go with Councilman Su at noon?"

Zheng Qing was taken aback by this question.

If I remember correctly, he has already answered this question more than once today, including Xin, almost everyone in the class has heard his answer.

"Shopping for clothes?" The boy struggled in a daze.

"I want the truth!"

The fat wizard let go of his hand a little annoyed, looked at Zheng Qing, and made no secret of his doubts: "Just buying a piece of clothing, will you be so out of your mind all afternoon?"

Not a piece of clothing.

Thinking of the long dragon made up of two clothes, Zheng Qing suddenly became depressed again, and said dispiritedly, "I'm really going to buy clothes...the dress for the dance under the moon next week...if you don't believe me, let the doctor do a fortune-telling."

Xin immediately turned his head and looked at the fortune teller at the desk.

Xiao Xiao had been rubbing the crystal ball there for quite a while, and after noticing his companion's gaze, he nodded slightly and replied in a flat voice: "Magic told me that he didn't lie...but you also know that he This man has never been very observant of ordinary magical rules."

Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

The fat wizard waved his hand in a dispirited manner, took out a box of candied fruit from his arms, and lazily moved it to his bed, while reminding the two of them: "By the way, I received a notice from the editorial department in the afternoon that we may not be able to do anything about our anniversary the day after tomorrow." It's a big deal...you can only invite a few guests in a small range at most...so tonight, you have to work harder, after confirming the final invitation list, you have to send an apology letter to other guests who sent invitation letters."

Zheng Qing took the hot towels from the elves, wiped his face, and finally pulled himself together.

"Ah, what a hassle...wait a minute... why did the editorial department notify you about this kind of thing?" He immediately realized something strange in the fat wizard's words.

There were groans of pain from the fat wizard's bed.

Then came his comfortable sigh.

"It's not quite accurate to say 'notification'." Fatty's mouth was filled with candied fruit, and his voice seemed a little vague: "To be precise, it was the 'news' received by the editorial department...the plan just drafted by the Beta Town Management Committee in the afternoon , I haven't had time to issue it yet, but I will inform several newspapers in advance to facilitate the distribution of reports... It is estimated that our store will receive the notification tomorrow morning... Well, it seems that Beta Town has finally realized that something happened in the forest during the winter hunting It’s a terrible thing, so the control measures are temporarily tightened and large-scale crowd gatherings are prohibited, just in case... It’s really hot to eat shit.”

Having said that, he sneered twice, changed the topic, and habitually complained about the Beta Town Post:

"Speaking of eating shit...maybe tomorrow morning, you will see some new reports from the Post - 'The First University is in a panic' 'They hurriedly propped up the school's guardian circle and abandoned a large number of wizards who entered the Silent Forest ''The campus is chaotic''

The spokesperson claimed that no one was injured''This statement is not enough to quell rumors that several students' parents have received Death notices''A senior First University employee who anonymously assessed the situation said the situation is not optimistic''The Wizarding Press Ethics Committee will Protest against First University's move to block news'..."

He squeezed his throat and imitated Ms. Pulitzer's voice. He learned it vividly, especially the choice of words, sentences and tone of voice, full of strong "post" smell, which made Zheng Qing, who was originally depressed, couldn't help laughing .

"You don't need to worry about getting a job after graduation at all."

While joking, he had already strolled to the desk, pulled out a stack of letter paper, and began to draft the format of the letter of apology. At the same time, he asked casually, "Is the Journalism Ethics Committee a subsidiary organization of the alliance?"

"The alliance doesn't have that much energy to set up this kind of organization." Xiao Xiao answered this question. He sat on the other side of the desk and began to screen the list: "...similar to this kind without prepositions, the name sounds like It is a very large organization, and 80% of it is a pheasant platform, the kind of organization that you can join by paying...As far as I know, this news ethics committee is not even an internal unit of the Post..."

"Do you know the interest groups in the class?"

The fat wizard made an appropriate analogy: "Several wizards who are interested in a certain matter form a small group... It doesn't meet the standard of a formal society, but it can barely be considered an organization..."

"How many people can you invite?"

The doctor interrupted the fat wizard, holding the quill in one hand and the parchment in the other, looking at the name on it with some distress: "I feel that everyone above must invite..."

"According to the size of our store and the 'notification spirit', I think it's best not to have more than ten people." The fat wizard cautiously gave own advice.

"Including members of our hunting team?"

"Of course not including..."

"Well...then Li Meng, Lin Guo, and Shi Yuan don't need to take up the quota." Xiao Xiao let out a breath, hesitated for a second, and tilted his head to look at Zheng Qing: "Well, Councilor Su doesn't count. Are you a member of our hunting team?"

"Anyway, she's not on the roster."

Zheng Qing touched his sleeve unconsciously, as if he had already worn two beautiful obsidian cufflinks, and then looked at Fatty uncertainly: "Are there any rules for the news received by the editorial department? For example, the identity of the guest..."

"It's just a small town management committee."

The fat wizard commented in a sophisticated tone: "On the surface, it's okay to be sloppy... The rules are made for ordinary wizards, great wizards! It's Councilor Su! Give them a hundred guts, do they dare to control?"

Dr. Xiao adjusted his glasses and glanced at Fatty: "They really don't dare to control Councilor Su, but they dare to issue a fine to DK."

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