Hunting High School

Dr. Duzem's reminder is very pertinent.

On Monday night, Zheng Qing fell into another nightmare in his sleep.

So much so that in the divination class on Tuesday morning, he had to wear two huge bags under his eyes, trying to keep up with the rhythm of Professor Yi's lecture.

But it is futile after all.

As the course that emphasizes the most logic and calculation ability in all university courses, Zheng Qing cannot expect that the divination class can be mastered with only hard practice like the charm class, nor can it be expected that this class can be mastered without studying like the Talisman class. Lock in the full marks at the end of the term.

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He only hoped that he could reach the average of the class in this course, no matter how bad he was, he would reluctantly accept it if he could pass.

However, the vocabulary in the professor's mouth is so difficult.

Just a little distraction, and the rest of the course will become an incomprehensible bible like adding a quantum key.

As a result, many students in the class are hovering between bewildered and stunned, and some have given up treatment, staring at the blackboard dully, feeding time to bugs—only a few people can wake up Keep up with the rhythm of the professor's lectures, such as Liu Feifei, the chief student of the college.

This does not include Zheng Qing.

Although he is also a public-funded student, compared with the chief student who works hard and holds textbooks twenty hours a day, he can be called a disgrace to the public-funded student.

Zheng Qing rubbed his tense face, very suspicious that yesterday's school cleaning did not clean up the squirming slobs in the campus, otherwise his time would not always be short of minutes and seconds.

Thinking of this, the young public finance student couldn't help rubbing Own's ears again.

He got nothing but redness from rubbing his ears.

On the podium, the thin professor held a three-foot-long thin bamboo pole and folded his arms. His voice was flat and without ups and downs, as if he was reciting a hypnotic spell.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, changed his sitting position, turned his attention to the professor's face, and tried to concentrate.

This method is very effective, and there is no sudden loss of his time.

But this method is very easy to distract people.

The professor's cheekbones were low, and his narrow chin was devoid of stubble, only a few deep wrinkles. His thinning hair could not cover his shiny scalp, nor his broad forehead.

The professor's eyes are very small, and always give people the feeling of squinting. His thin body is wearing a large black robe, and he looks like a big horse monkey.

Big horse monkey.

Zheng Qing held back a low smile.

Dr. Xiao Da who was sitting next to him glanced at him, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Zheng Qing's laughter was so abrupt in the quiet classroom that even Professor Yi stopped his lecture and glanced at him.

The tip of the bamboo whip he held in his arms trembled slightly, as if he was about to try.

The public-funded students immediately buried their heads in the book "Basic Easy-to-Learn First-year University" on the desk and remained motionless.

Then, for the first time, he noticed that the author of the book was Yi Jiazi.

Yi Jiazi is Professor Yi's name.

On the podium, the professor did not pursue Zheng Qing's misconduct, but restarted the singing ceremony of the hypnotic spell. It's just that Zheng Qing still didn't dare to look up.

He lowered his head, his thoughts were wandering, and he quickly returned to the first divination class.

That was the easiest divination class he had ever attended—at least in that class, he understood every word the professor said.

After the freshmen introduced themselves for half a class, the professor stood on the podium and began to give lectures in a strong nasal voice:

"I am your divination teacher, you can call me Professor Yi."

The bamboo whip in his hand whizzed in the air, and he slammed on the desk in front of him.

The elves on the blackboard blocked their ears with experience, covered their heads with translucent wings, and looked at the terrified young wizards under the podium with a smile.

"My teaching method is very traditional!"

"There is no point of knowledge that a whip can't teach. If you whip a few more times, you will understand everything!"

"Don't talk about rights, freedom in my class!"

"Go out if you don't want to attend class!"

"In my class, you can choose to be whipped by my whip to move forward, or you can choose to be hanged by me and choose a kind teacher to teach you again!"

"But I believe that in the entire First University, there is no better divination professor than me."

Under the podium, the young wizards of Tianwen Class 08-1 stared tremblingly at the bamboo whip in the professor's hand, fearing that this grumpy 'little old man' would whip it over.

Although he is called a little old man in private, in fact Professor Yi Jiazi is not old.

He is very young, not tall, and a little hunchbacked, with a typical Asian face. He looks like he is in his early twenties, not much older than Zheng Qing and the others, but his yellow skin and premature aging The top of his head has seriously affected his appearance, making him always look a little prematurely aging, making him look decades older than his actual age.

Perhaps the professor wanted to appear more mature and dignified.

The ochre-yellow bamboo whip was very effective in helping him achieve his goal.

In Prof. Yi's class, even if they are as lively as Li Meng and as active as Xin Fatty, they are honest and well-behaved, and they dare not go overboard.

"The so-called divination is not about seeing the trajectory of fate from the crystal ball in the legend, nor is it judging the future of events based on the cracks in the tortoise shell, nor is it relying on the seventy-eight tarot cards to explain your life."

Seeming to be very satisfied with the performance of all beings, Yi Jiazi's face softened a little, and the nasal sound in his voice became much more generous.

Elena raised her chin in dissatisfaction.

The professor didn't think it was disobedient, but nodded slightly to the gypsy witch, and then continued to outline the points to the young wizards in a flat tone:

"Divination is a rigorous science."

"We don't rely on guesswork to determine, we rely on calculations to measure."

"Everyone's life is determined. If you want to see a person's life clearly, it depends on whether you can control his life."

"Having full and complete information...not just domination as most people understand it."

"If you know a person's personality, a person's preferences, and a person's access to resources. Then you can easily judge what kind of judgment this person will make under a condition. This judgment combines whether he Will you be furious when judging, whether you will be biased when judging, and whether you will compromise when judging.”

"All these judgments will lead to a definite result."

"Life is the process of combining countless judgments, and the uniqueness of countless results."

"Different judgments will lead to different results, and will create different lives; countless judgments will be intertwined to form this magical world."

"Different lives, different worlds, different dimensions."

"The truth is hidden in it."