Hunting High School

After Life class on Thursday afternoon, the young public-funded students didn't even have time to go to the cafeteria, so they rushed into the library and went all out to complete the homework that had fallen in the past two days.

Professor Emma asked each student to copy five hundred runes with the attribute of "fire", Mr. Sima asked everyone to complete a 10,000-word paper on a designated topic, and Professor Li of Pharmacy asked everyone to collect 500 grams of moon-watching sand In addition, everyone is also required to complete a 3,000-word analysis of Mochizuki sand medicine at the same time.

Poor God, Zheng Qing never knew that wizards could analyze so much nonsense from rabbit shit.

It wasn't until 10:30 in the evening, when the librarians began to clear the venue, that Zheng Qing was able to imitate thirty runes, and at the same time sorted out the references in "Summary of New World Expansion in the 16th Century".

To be precise, Dr. Xiao Da helped find the relevant historical reference books. With the help of Zheng Qing's Talent who got lost in the bookcase maze, if he was asked to search for those materials himself, the octopus guarding the maze would definitely reward him Several fists.

Roughly speaking, most of Zheng Qing's free time on Saturday and Sunday would probably be spent in the library.

But that's not the only worry.

A sick leave request for Saturday night night patrol was denied. The people in the office of the school working committee said in a very official tone that 'according to the relevant management regulations of First University', 'according to the relevant data provided by the school hospital', 'it does not meet the relevant leave standards' and 'therefore it will not be approved'——so Zheng Qing had to Squeeze out more precious make-up time and join Saturday's patrol mission.

In addition, since the Life class on Thursday afternoon, people have been asking Zheng Qing about the reason for his fainting. Maybe everyone regards this as a little relaxation in the boring study. All kinds of rumors and rumors about the incident were flying everywhere.

Some people said that Zheng Qing had just been discovered to have the physique of a spirit witch. We all know that a spirit witch has a very sensitive physique and is prone to fainting. Of course, Li Meng scoffed at this statement.

It was also said that this was the aftermath of Zheng Qing being attacked by the banshee Nikita on the admission plane. The weirdness of the monsters' methods is nothing more than this, which always makes the wizards hard to guard against.

But the most widely accepted version is that the people of Alpha Academy did something wrong.

The secret resentment between the ninety-nine young public welfare students and Mr. Soprano of Alpha seems to have spread overnight. Even many students of Alpha College are skeptical about this matter-everyone knows, Soprano Nuo's temper has never been magnanimous.

Those spreading the narrative detail how Alpha students broke into Jiuyou's dormitories, stole Zheng Qing's hair, and cast curses on black-market voodoo dolls.

This statement was so true that people from the Student Union of Jiuyou College came to Zheng Qing to verify the authenticity of the matter.

"Don't worry, if Alpha's cubs really come to our academy to play wild, Lei Zhe will teach them how to be wizards!" The officer of the student union vowed to pat his chest before leaving.

Zheng Qing sent off the secretary of the student union with a smile, denying all the rumors spreading in the school.

Maybe it was really the arrogant little Young Master of Taylor's family who used a little trick on himself, but before completing the deal with Soprano, Zheng Qing didn't want to cause more complications.

He still has one of the most troublesome things to face.

Elena.

I don't know if it was because of the deduction of credits, but the gypsy witch's attitude towards Zheng Qing suddenly became much colder.

Since he was discharged from the hospital and returned to class, the conversation with Elena did not exceed ten sentences in total.

All day on Friday, no matter whether it was alchemy in the morning or practical class in the afternoon, the communication between the two people was always limited to a few words of 'OK', 'Thank you' and 'You're welcome'.

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"If it goes on like this, I'll go crazy!" Zheng Qing walked around in the dormitory, scratching his hair angrily.

"Where's your paper crane?" Xiao Xiao tilted his chin and glanced at him: "It shouldn't matter if this kind of thing is explained clearly."

Zheng Qing lowered his head in frustration, took out a piece of crumpled letter paper from his arms, and spread it on the desk.

Xin Fatty quickly jumped up from the bed and climbed onto it.

This is a reply letter.

There is only one word on it:

"It doesn't matter."

"Oh, no..." Fatty clicked his tongue again and again: "She didn't even use an exclamation point... That means, she's not interested in your explanation at all!"

"How many letters did you write in total?" Xiao Xiao squinted his eyes, looked at the reply letter, pondered it carefully for a while, and then asked again: "Don't tell me you only flew a paper crane."

"Five seals." Zheng Qing slapped on his own six-poster bed, moaning weakly.

Dr. Xiao was finally speechless.

"I think it's your fault." Dylan finally couldn't lie down in the coffin anymore. He opened his red curtains, poked his head out, and analyzed slowly: "Apologize for this matter." How can I use paper cranes to do it for me?"

Zheng Qing immediately raised his head thoughtfully.

"Before you flew the paper crane because you had other things and couldn't get away, so it was inconvenient to contact her... What about now? You use the paper crane to send messages because you dare not see her!"

"There is an essential difference!"

"Yes, yes, that's what I thought just now." Xin Fatty hurriedly supported Mr. Vampire Werewolf's point of view, and shouted loudly: "Apology, apology, what's the use of just apologizing? Where is the ceremony!"

"You mean, let me buy her a gift?" Zheng Qing couldn't help thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"And you can't simply and rudely say 'Ah, Elena, I bought you a gift, here's an apology'... The only result of doing so is being cut into a stick by her with Tarot cards!"

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"Then what should I say?" the public fee student humbly asked.

"Ahem, as an eighteen-hundred-year-old man, I have some life experience to tell you." Dylan coughed twice, and said in a rough voice: "During negotiations, under no circumstances, do not Directly reveal own intention."

Zheng Qing looked blank.

"Dead wood can't be carved!" Dylan reminded with a helpless face: "I remember that gypsy witch gave you a tarot card before?"

"That's right!" Zheng Qing nodded again and again, and suddenly realized: "That card was originally used to help me sleep... but after using it for a while, the blessing on it seems to have faded."

"Well," Dylan nodded in satisfaction, "Then you know what to do."

"I'll ask her to change a new one!" Zheng Qing took out the knight card from under the pillow, and raised his hand confidently: "If she changes it for me, it means it's all right!"

There was no sound in the dormitory.

Even Dr. Xiao Da looked at him with strange eyes.

"If she doesn't change it for you, are you still planning to rob!" Dylan finally couldn't help but roared, "It's you or her that will pay!"

"I apologize." Zheng Qing replied weakly.

"This kind of person can find a girlfriend..." Xin Fatty wailed, and fell headfirst on the own bed, refusing to look up again.

The orange cat stepped on his back comfortingly, stomped his feet, and flicked his tail.

"You should return the gift." Dr. Xiao adjusted his glasses, and reminded calmly: "Reciprocity is reciprocal, since she gave you a card, then you should return her a gift... Such an excuse would be more difficult than straight-up. It's much better to go up and apologize."

"As expected of a doctor... You should learn more!" Dylan praised Xiao Xiao and yelled at Zheng Qing, "Can you be more mature!"

Zheng Qing nodded again and again without any objection.

"Then what should I give?" Before the topic ended, he asked everyone for their opinions again.

"Eat!" Xin Fatty's voice muffled from under the pillow: "There is no choice more touching than delicious food."

"Books!" Dr. Xiao Da also gave own advice: "Jacques Rousseau's "Confessions" is a very good choice."

"If you plan to live alone, then go buy it according to their opinions." Dylan sighed wearily, expressing deep concern about the future of the wizards in this dormitory: "If you even ask yourself what gift you want to buy For others, I can only say that you are not suitable for this girl."

Zheng Qing closed the curtain silently, locked herself on the bed, and said nothing more.