Hunting High School

It wasn't until the ghosts who participated in the party returned, put on their armor again, and swayed and rattled around in the corridors, that a group of young wizards in classroom 601 left the teaching building exhausted physically and mentally.

But today's hustle is not over.

Because in just over an hour it will be October 20th.

This is Zheng Qing's eighth Monday at First University.

The young public-funded student seemed to have just realized that he still had a lot of homework to do—although he had the 'reference materials' provided by Dr. Xiao Da, he still could only choose some of the homework to be handed in tomorrow morning as a priority.

For example, Lao Yao's analysis of the mantra of "Haotian Riming". The importance of this incantation was repeatedly emphasized by the professor in class. Various analysis and report assignments on this incantation had lasted for several weeks. Even if Zheng Qing searched his brains, it was difficult to find new words and sentences.

Another example is the "Double Feces Analysis" assigned by Professor Li Qihuang - this is the name privately given by the students. In fact, the professor only asked the students to analyze the relationship between the two herbs of "white lilac" and "jishibai". , whether 'Jiyabai' can be identified as a variant of 'Bai Lilac'.

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Of course, no matter how Zheng Qing struggles, there is always not enough time.

When he rubbed his sore arms, shook his sore neck, and swayed into the tent, the moon outside the window had already set behind the distant mountains, and the whole world was pitch black, as if he had fallen into endless silence.

The young public fee student felt as if he had just put his head on the pillow when Xin Fatty yelled in the dormitory.

"I'm late! I'm going to be late! Get up, everyone!!"

"God, didn't you two go out for morning class today?!"

"It's over, it's over... If you are late, will Lao Yao deduct our credits?"

Zheng Qing listened to Fatty's chatter in a daze, and his dull brain seemed to react for a long time before suddenly starting up.

He sat up with a snap.

The bed beneath him suddenly let out an overwhelmed groan.

"what time is it?!"

The young public fee student poked his head out of the tent, tossing and turning on the bed, trying to put on his robe, his face full of panic.

His eyes hadn't been fully opened yet, one of the two eyelids was drooping, and the other was raised a crack, which looked very ridiculous.

"Ten minutes to eight," Xiao Xiao said with a toothbrush in his mouth, disheveled hair, two big bags under his eyes, and quickly packing homework and textbooks, "If you run faster, you should still have time..."

"It's in time, it's definitely in time." Zheng Qing cheered up, and flicked out a handful of talisman papers from the gray cloth bag next to his pillow: "I still have a few low-quality 'Jiama Talismans' left over from yesterday's practice." Yes, I originally planned to find a way to consume it today...Tie two on your legs, and it will take up to three minutes from here to the classroom!"

The shelf life of inferior talismans is very short, so the price is very low, and there is almost no selling value.

This is also the talisman that Zheng Qing consumes the most on a daily basis-he will sell the talisman above the standard level directly to the wandering bar to accumulate capital for the wizard's upgrade assessment in the future.

"Local tyrant..." Xin Fatty took a few steps, rushed in front of Zheng Qing, grabbed two armor and horse symbols, immediately slapped Own's leg, and then rushed out the door.

From the corridor outside the door came his howling that was gradually receding: "I'll help you get a seat..."

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With the help of the armored horse talisman, several young wizards in dormitory 403 finally sat in the classroom one minute before the bell rang.

As soon as Zheng Qing's butt touched the chair, all the bones in his body, including his spirit, seemed to be sucked away by a mysterious existence, and he immediately slumped on the table.

He didn't even have time to pull out the Dharma book and the textbook of "Standard Spells" from the gray cloth bag.

"I was doing homework yesterday, so I went to bed very late...why didn't you get up this morning?"

"I took a sleeping pill before going to bed yesterday, maybe the 'Lantana Flower' in it has expired, and the medicine is a bit strong..." Xiao Xiao lay on the table, with his head on his arms, his voice seemed husky.

Zheng Qing snorted, indicating that he knew.

He also wanted to take advantage of the few minutes before Lao Yao entered the classroom to take a nap, trying to keep his eyelids from fighting in class.

But this little wish is doomed to fail.

Because of the late arrival today, the 'premium' seats in the back row of the classroom have been snatched up by others.

Xin Fatty only occupies the third and fourth rows in the middle of the lower classroom.

It was a really bad choice for Zheng Qing—the front row was so close to the classroom door that the stick figure behind the door didn't even have to tiptoe to see him.

In view of last night, he had put a tablecloth on stick figure's head, and offended that little man with bad temper and bad personality. So today, when the public-funded students entered the door, they received an endless stream of 'greetings' from 'sticky strokes'.

From the dull hair on top of Zheng Qing's head, to his red eyes, to the cuff buttons on his robe, the stick figures beat around the bush, using all kinds of derogatory words on the sleepy-eyed young wizard.

It wasn't until Class Leader Jiang threatened to throw a piece of chalk at it that the stick figures stopped for a while.

Just stopped a little.

If the people sitting in the front row paid a little more attention, they could still see that stick figure with a bulging bun face, wriggling its mouth made of thin lines, and uttering silent curses.

Although for Zheng Qing, the positions in the first few rows are not so friendly. But for Sheen Fatty, those few seats weren't so bad.

Because the center of the front row is usually the place for the witches in the class, including Li Meng's little Loli.

Sitting behind them, Fatty seemed to have entered the spring ahead of schedule and looked extraordinarily excited.

Li Meng just asked curiously, 'Why are you late today? '

Then I received Fatty's eloquent explanation.

From the fact that Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao didn't have morning class this morning, to the hunting team's test last night until 10:30, and then to yesterday afternoon's decision that the hunting team helped forgive sins in training, the little witch's eyes were straightened and she regretted it—if It wasn't the little stick figure behind the classroom door yelling 'Here comes the professor', Fatty's explanation can be traced back to the opening ceremony of the school hunting meeting last Thursday.

"good morning everyone!"

Lao Yao, as always, pushed open the door of the classroom and strode onto the podium.

He looked in a very good mood, with a smile on his face, and he was even in the mood to make a joke to the boys:

"Moonhunting is the most intensive time of the year for dances... If you can't date a girl during this time, then you are doomed to a lonely life... But as your counselor, I can teach you a little manual."

"This is a unique skill passed down by word of mouth by the old students in the past, and most people don't know it."

The atmosphere in the classroom stagnated and suddenly became subtle.

The witches lowered their heads one after another, with awkward but polite smiles on their faces; the boys all stood up in unison, with their ears pricked up.

Lao Yao coughed softly:

"Well, single wizards can go to the pet garden to see if there are any puppies for rent."

"Then fill out an application form and walk around the campus with the puppy."

"When I saw a girl I liked, I boldly stepped forward and asked politely, 'Have you got a dog? Spring is here, and my little dog is still single...'."

The classroom was silent for a few seconds, and then burst into laughter.