Hunting High School

All public-funded students of First University must participate in the "Campus Cup" dance on Saturday night.

Zheng Qing only found out about it in her Life class on Thursday afternoon.

Although the Life class is only scheduled for half a year, and there is only one class of three and a half hours per week, for students in the first half of the freshman year, this course is almost as important as Talismanship, Astronomy, and Divination. What a difference.

This is because most of the students in First University are the first time to leave their parents to live independently, so the school has the responsibility to teach everyone some life-like magic that is used in daily life-such as common escapism, communication spells, and repair spells. , and cleaning spells, etc. - making sure no one is running around the campus in a dirty gown because they can't do laundry.

That's a disgrace to all wizards.

In view of the importance and necessity of this course, First University included it as a compulsory course for the whole school, that is, a general education course that is fully prepared in the schedule. This means that every incoming freshman must get a passing grade in this course.

The class of Life class is located in West 402 of the teaching building. It is a small classroom, but it is also a professional classroom.

In addition to the desks, chairs, benches and blackboard desks required for normal classes, there is an independent washstand next to each desk and three brass faucets that provide clean water at different temperatures.

In late autumn, the afternoon sun is no longer so glaring.

Because the tall glass windows cut off the cold wind outside the house, the whole classroom can only feel the warmth of autumn, but not the bleakness of autumn wind. This made Zheng Qing who was standing in front of the washstand feel very drowsy.

Especially when the autumn wind was blowing on the window, the glass and the window edge made a rhythmic clicking sound, like a continuous hypnotic spell, which aggravated his feeling.

"I think you should ask Professor Tian for a sick leave. Your face looks ugly." Xiao Xiao stood beside Zheng Qing, his lips moved slightly, and suggested in a low voice: "If you fell asleep standing up, the professor might not be happy of."

Professor Tian is the professor of the Life class. She is an old woman with a kind face but a stooped back.

She is always used to walking around the classroom slowly with a cane that is thick at the top and thin at the bottom. With the monocle held in the other hand, she carefully looks at the learning results of each student.

When encountering unfavorable situations, she is always unafraid to wave the cane in her hand and 'beat' the backs of these young wizards hard. Although it hurts, it will not hurt at all-and the professors' joint meeting seems to turn a blind eye to this situation , The school also turned a deaf ear to hundreds of complaint letters every year.

This made many young people in the Life class angry, but also a little more fearful.

As a public student of Jiuyou College, Zheng Qing has never been subjected to Professor Tian's cane, and he does not want to make the professor angry because of a stupid insistence.

Hearing Xiao Xiao's reminder, the young public fee student blinked vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and tried to open his eyes.

On the podium, Professor Tian was writing mantras on the blackboard slowly with his back facing everyone.

"Forget it." Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gave up the idea of ​​disturbing the professor's interest, shaking his head: "Maybe it's just a little late for training yesterday... just take it easy."

There are less than three days until the Freshmen Hunting Competition.

With the help of the Judgment Hunting Team and Deng Zi, the Excuse Hunting Team spent almost ten hours on training every day. Except for the seven or eight hours of class, eating and homework, the time left for the apologetic hunters to sleep and rest is hardly five hours a day.

This almost abnormal training program has lasted for almost a week.

"There are three more days, it's okay if you keep going." Zheng Zheng stared blankly, feeling that he could faint in class at any time.

"Everyone is training in the same way. The Judgment also provided us with energy potions...but your situation is particularly bad." Xin Fatty in the front row tilted his head back and guessed in a low voice: "Could it be Because your shadow was cut off?"

Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose, lowered his head, and glanced at the soles of his feet.

The afternoon sun shines through the tall glass windows and casts on the floor, leaving a swaying, water-like halo. Standing in the halo, no matter if it is a table, chair or bench, or a student or a professor, all will leave a dark shadow behind.

Except Zheng Qing.

Last week, when he was visiting Su Shijun's dimensional evolution laboratory, his shadow was 'deceived' by a contract from Su Damei. This has made the young public finance students feel uncomfortable recently.

"It shouldn't be." Zheng Qing hesitated, and whispered: "Didn't Dylan say that? Without shadows, you will only feel slightly allergic to sunlight, and there will be no other negative effects..."

As another shadowless member of Dormitory 403, Mr. Vampire Werewolf has considerable say in this regard.

"You are different from him," Xiao Xiao shook his head: "Vampires are born without shadows...and you have a shadow, but the shadow is 'deprived'... who knows if this kind of magic will have any negative effects Woolen cloth?"

"Maybe you should talk to Su Damei about this matter." Zhang Jixin finally couldn't help it, and turned his head, eagerly looking at the public finance student: "When are you going? I can be your bodyguard!"

"There's still me, there's still me!" Xin Fatty said repeatedly, not to be outdone.

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, and he smiled weakly twice.

"Let's wait until the Freshmen Hunting Competition is over." He sighed slightly: "Anyway, there are only two or three days left, and I can still hold on with this time... The big deal is that I won't go to the dance on Saturday night. Get some more sleep."

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"It's fine not to go." Xin Fatty squeezed his chin and nodded thoughtfully: "Ever since Lao Yao warned everyone not to make trouble at the dance on Monday, I always have a feeling of trepidation ...I always feel that something is going to happen. It doesn’t matter if you don’t go, or you don’t go.”

"Boom boom boom!"

There were a few heavy wooden sticks hitting the ground on the podium.

"The young gentlemen sitting in the back, please keep quiet." Professor Tian looked at the wizards with a smile, and stomped the cane in his hand heavily, attracting the attention of the students.

The heads of the others turned back in unison, looked at the wizards, and then turned back in unison, looking quietly at the professor on the podium.

Professor Tian seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't walk down from the podium angrily and beat up a few wizards.

"Today we learn a 'cleansing spell'...the 'College Cup' dance is coming soon, I believe everyone wants to clean up and dance in the moonlight with their own partner... instead of wearing smelly robes, like It's a dung beetle crawling out of a cesspit."

As she spoke, the old woman stomped the cane in her hand again.

In the washbasin in front of everyone, there was a pile of dirty and smelly robes.