Hunting High School

"Why did you give me this?" Zheng Qing took the thick and bulging newspaper curiously.

Before he opened it, the rich aroma of ink came over his face, making him frown.

In Zheng Qing's view, the world of wizards is a world full of contradictions and paradoxes, of course, all of which stem from the unscientific nature of magic.

In the world of ordinary people, various electrified devices have been widely used in Life. TV, computer, mobile phone, people have a lot of means to collect information of different dimensions.

But in the wizarding world, wizards still stubbornly use ancient magical techniques to achieve the same effect.

For example, paper cranes that convey information, roll-up banners with 'animation' effects, or newspapers and magazines that insert 'small videos'.

If a hundred years ago, these almost miraculous magic techniques would have amazed and worshiped ordinary people without talent.

And now, if these magic artifacts are left in the Baiding world, they may explore this unknown civilization with great curiosity and enthusiasm—no fear, no worship, and only a curiosity about the unknown.

Open the newspaper, in the huge photo on the front page, a black wizard is standing behind the podium and waving his arms vigorously. His expression is a little excited. Next to the microphone on his podium, there is a suspected head- ——Because the newspaper was mosaiced, Zheng Qing is not very sure about it.

The headline has a striking black headline: "The Pan-American Wizarding Election is in full swing in Washington, and Barack and Willard are fiercely debating the demon-related bill."

"I've always wondered why the photos in the newspaper can't speak, and it's not as good as my TV." Zheng Qing swiped the black wizard's arm aside with his fingertips, revealing a beautiful long-haired witch behind: "Besides, it wasn't just now Are you discussing the student union exam... why did you give me this newspaper? There are exam questions on it?"

"I remember we discussed this issue on the special plane." Xiao Xiao first answered Zheng Qing's first question: "At any time, in human society, the power of tradition is very strong...Under the same convenient conditions, you can't Count on wizards who are used to spells and spells to replace unfamiliar electronic products."

"Even if the magic is more complicated and backward, don't expect them to change anything." Dylan poked his head out from behind the curtain and complained: "You haven't lived in the blood castle, it's like a living history Museum. You can see the old vampires in the era of King Arthur wearing shabby sackcloth and full of black teeth, and you can also see the female aristocrats in the Elizabethan era who used whalebone skirts to stretch their own waist into a Calabash, and you can also see the vampires in the 1970s. A hippie with iron rings and copper nails all over his face, walking like he has been hit by a 'tamping spell'."

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"Just like Assistant Teacher Hilda?" Zheng Qing squinted at Mr. Vampire Werewolf's head hanging on the edge of the coffin.

"Worse than him." Dylan shuddered and shook his head.

"As for the pictures in the newspapers that can't speak," Xiao Xiao raised his voice slightly, pulling the conversation back to Zheng Qing's question: "Personally, I think it's because too much magic is superimposed on this simple paper, which will cause the 'spell to be empty." Eclipse phenomenon'... This is a state of magweave instability."

Zheng Qing shrugged.

Although he didn't quite understand it, he probably understood that stacking too many spells would lead to unstable magic. Maybe the newspaper will detonate at high temperature, the picture will freeze at low temperature, and the sound and picture will jam at normal temperature.

These situations are not difficult to understand.

"You haven't explained why..." Zheng Qing lifted the newspaper in Yang's hand, creating a strong smell of ink.

The elves vibrated their wings and moved away from their master in disgust.

Tuantuan moved its claws out, blocking its pink nostrils.

"Why did I give you the newspaper?... This is because the student union's new recruitment exams pay close attention to such things as current affairs and debates." Xiao Xiao patiently explained: "According to the explanation of the student union, what they need is to be able to keep pace with the times." The young blood...not the poor old master and the ghoul."

This explanation is slightly stylized, but flawless.

"Actually, I think they are just too lazy to come up with new test papers." Xin Fatty sneered from the side: "It's like the last essay question, with a slight modification of the question stem for you to analyze and analyze. It doesn't take a minute to write the question, but you have to It takes half an hour to answer...a set of models can handle ten years of problems."

This reason is very convincing.

Zheng Qing didn't continue to discuss the student union exam with the two of them. He quickly flipped through the newspaper in his hand and saw many interesting news topics.

In addition to the debate on the demon-related bill on the "News Headlines", in the "News Background" column, there is a statement about the "Blood Parliament" protesting the atrocities committed by werewolves in Romania! ', in the 'Economy Section' there is news about 'Donghua's heavy equipment settled in South America', in the 'Entertainment Section' there is a gimmick about 'the premiere of a ghost concert in Mangshan or a show of soul music', in the 'Exotic Style' The column has a novelty hunt involving "the shadow of a dark wizard on the Gold Coast, and mysterious curses spreading in dozens of villages"; even the "in-depth column" has a series of tracking about "the opportunity to attack the first university, the past and present life of the banshee Nikita".

If he hadn't opened this newspaper, Zheng Qing would have never known how wonderful the world of wizards is.

As if in an instant, his vision passed through the narrow First University, left the closed Phuket Island, and came to a new and strange world.

Just like how he felt when he walked into the Huizi collection for the first time.

Joy, shock, bewilderment, and faint bewilderment.

"What kind of newspaper is this?" Zheng Qing reopened the front page of the newspaper, and his eyes fell on the title at the top of the front page.

Beta Town Post.

"This is a relatively serious newspaper that represents the mainstream views of the wizarding world and has readers covering the entire wizarding world. Of course, some of its views have always been criticized... For example, this newspaper has inherent prejudice against Jiuyou Academy."

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, and changed the topic: "You are a wizard who lacks common sense, which is not good for your future development. So taking this opportunity, there is no harm in reading more current affairs reports now."

Zheng Qing nodded again and again.

"Did you think of any... omissions?" Xin Fatty suddenly spoke from the side, interrupting Zheng Qing's thoughts of continuing to read the newspaper.

"Omissions?" Zheng Qing frowned, looking displeased: "About the student union exam?"

He took out the crumpled letter paper and read it again.

"Not yet." He replied confidently: "If you mean the question of 'Pavilion No. 11', I think I have the ability to find this place."

Zheng Qing emphasizes the meaning of "I have the ability".

"Really not?" Xin Fatty's face seemed to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum.

It's a confident smile.

It can be seen that he really noticed some omissions in Zheng Qing.

Xiao Xiao also raised his head and looked at Fatty curiously.

"You have overlooked the most important point," Xin Fatty rubbed his chin, looked at the confused Zheng Qing, and said with a malicious smile: "Weekend afternoon... your time has been booked out... If you don't mind, I can help Elena is a big beauty to help with homework."

"Oh, no!" Zheng Qing groaned, smeared the newspaper on his face, and fell headfirst on his own six-poster bed.

The elves who were taking a nap on the cat's back thought that something had happened to their master, screamed Xixi, flapped their wings and rushed into the tent.