Hunting High School

Unlike the questions raised by the two public-funded students of Jiuyou Academy who were too macroscopic, the questions raised by the students of Alpha Academy were much more specific-but these questions were also very sharp.

For example, Andrew asked 'whether the 1862 Emancipation of Goblins reduced the productivity level of the wizarding world', and a boy named Julian asked 'how radicals, conservatives, diehards and other wizarding factions faced dimension in the first half of the nineteenth century Rise of Schools'.

Anyone with a little background in history knows that the behavior of wizards enslaving goblins in the 18th and 19th centuries is one of the few dark histories in the history of magic, and the rise of the Dimensional School has completely broken some wizarding genres that have been passed down for thousands of years. foundation.

Although the wizarding world does not restrict the research on related history and theories, taboos are very common in daily life.

Many young wizards are very interested in these black histories, but limited by their ability, very few of them can understand the meaning between the lines in the history books.

Hearing someone ask this kind of question, the drowsy students tried their best to gather their spirits and looked forward to Mr. Sima's answer.

Regarding Andrew's question, Mr. Sima gave a 'no' conclusion, and gently suggested that he check the 'Hundred Years Wizard Productivity Yearbook (Bai Ding Calendar 1800-1900)', and at the same time clean the relevant data, make a table and present it before the next class hand in as his homework.

For the second question, Mr. Sima made a long list of books for Julian, including "Confessions", "Memoirs of St. Ellen's Island" and other works written by many great wizards who were impacted by dimensional thinking at that time. Study them thoughts and behaviors, and encouraged this alpha boy to complete a 30,000-word paper on this topic in the next semester.

With the "defying the law" of these students, the other students are obviously much better behaved.

The questions they asked became very simple.

For example, Jiang Yu asked "whether it is true that daddy went west to Hangu Pass", Tang Dun was very interested in "the mystery of the life and death of the moon girl Xizi", and Xin Fatty, who has a very strong vision, naturally followed the teacher's advice. Meaning, ask the question 'is Su Daji still alive'.

It seemed that Mr. Sima's reserved smile was much brighter when a student finally asked about this topic.

Even after Xin Fatty said that he had benefited a lot, Sima Damei generously rewarded Fatty with a credit on the grounds of "encouraging this positive learning attitude".

This matter made Xin Fatty smile proudly for a whole noon.

"If you keep laughing, eighteen folds will appear on your chubby face!" Zheng Qing contemptuously said after class, "Isn't it just a credit... It feels like you're about to fly."

It's a pity that he didn't see how far Su Daji's life and death problem could reflect Fatty's positive learning attitude.

"Jealousy, Hongguoguo's jealousy." Xin Fatty shook his stubby fingers, shaking his head again and again: "Speaking of flying, I think Xiao Xiao is more likely to fly...Of course, he is more likely to be beaten into the air."

Hearing this, Zheng Qing couldn't help turning her head around, and gave Xiao Xiao a concerned look.

This not tall First University special student who likes to wear a pair of black-rimmed glasses and often holds a thick notebook, did a shocking thing in the history class that just ended.

That was when get out of class was about to end.

Almost everyone in the classroom has already asked the question.

Xiao Xiao was the last student to stand up.

"Xiao Xiao." Teacher Sima flipped through the roster in his hand, with an encouraging smile on his face: "This year, the special enrollment of the first university... I have heard of you for a long time, I don't know what excellent questions you have brought to everyone. ?”

"I have been thinking about a question for a long time, but I have never had an accurate answer." Xiao Xiao stood up slowly, pushed his glasses, put his hands on the table, and said in a very firm tone: "So I want to ask Mr. Sima here. just to confirm."

And what Dr. Xiao doesn't know!

Zheng Qing turned his head with great interest and looked at the short boy beside him.

As a master who solves everyone's doubts on weekdays, Xiao Xiao seems to know everything. Even if some questions were not answered accurately on the spot, he would dig into the library and try his best to find detailed explanations.

Because there were so many questions answered, the students in the class gradually attached the title of 'doctor' to Xiao Xiao.

Knowing from the past and the present, reviewing the old to learn the new, and broadly knowledgeable, he is called a doctor.

Although it was less than a month since the school started, Xiao Xiao's nickname spread quickly, and it was very rare to be recognized by most people.

Now, this well-recognized 'doctor' actually has something he doesn't know.

His question caught the attention of the vast majority.

"Let's hear it?" Teacher Sima seemed to be very interested and nodded.

"Dare to ask," Xiao Xiao paused, turned his head and looked around, and found that many people were staring at him, and immediately shut up.

Aware of Dr. Xiao's uneasiness, more and more people turned their heads and waited for follow-up questions.

The curious and expectant gazes around him became more and more intense.

Xiao Xiao was silent again and again, finally took off his glasses, looked towards the podium, and asked loudly: "May I ask Mr. Sima how old he is, is there a good man?"

Zheng Qing was stunned for a long time, then turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao who had taken off his glasses with a shy and formal expression on his face. The red-hot Teacher Sima.

It was quiet in the classroom, without a trace of sound.

Even the wind outside the window stopped the noise and rested in the warm sunshine.

Only a few seconds passed.

There was a commotion in the class, whistles and applause were heard endlessly, and the whole floor was boiling.

The atmosphere that Professor Sima suppressed with point deductions erupted in an instant, which caught her off guard.

Zheng Qing looked at this little guy with admiration, and felt that his figure had never been so stalwart.

"It's too arrogant, it's too powerful!" He murmured, and followed everyone to knock on the table vigorously.

"Quiet!" Xiao Xiao screamed, but this weak voice was quickly drowned out by the roaring applause of others.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, listen to the teacher's answer!"

"Yes, yes, the teacher hasn't answered yet!"

Suppressed by the air of Eight Trigrams spreading everywhere, the classroom finally fell silent.

Mr. Sima Yangyun recovered after a short period of embarrassment, and smiled with a flushed face: "This is another issue that has little to do with history."

"Sir!" Andrew roared in a rough voice: "This question is related to the history teacher...so it is related to history!"

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Many people applauded loudly.

For the first time, Zheng Qing discovered that the rude little Young Master of Taylor's family was also somewhat quick-witted.

"Besides, Mr. Xiao, these are two questions." Mr. Sima knocked on the desk vigorously, trying to contain the renewed atmosphere: "I only agreed to answer one of your questions before."

"Doctor! Choose one!" The noise rang out again.

"Choose the second one!"

"Xiao Xiao!!! Choose the first one!"

"Choose one! Choose one!" The cheers of the students merged into raging waves, forcibly destroying any obstacles in front of them.

"Then, choose the second question," Xiao Xiao asked dryly, "Do you have a lover, sir?"

"Not yet." Teacher Sima answered with a smile, knocked on the table, and quickly arranged: "That's all for today's class, see you next week!"

Saying that, this lady who has always been elegant, calm and composed fled with her handouts in her arms.

I didn't even have time to assign homework after class.

The atmosphere in the entire classroom exploded, gradually converging into two words:

"Xiao Xiao!"

"Xiao Xiao!"

"Xiao Xiao!"

Zheng Qing yelled especially vigorously among the crowd.