Hunting High School

According to Zheng Qing's thinking, if the hunting team is only training throughout the winter and does not participate in any hunting competitions, there is no need to buy a set of dragon skin hunting suits for each of them - he has never known much about dressing up. Most of them wear a set of school uniforms year after year. Naturally, they know little about this kind of 'image project'.

But now that I have entered university, the previous experience in elementary school and middle school is no longer useful.

Moreover, he obviously didn't know enough about the relevant arrangements of the hunting competition.

"Yes, yes! After a while, there will be hunting competitions." After hearing what his captain said, Xin Fatty hurriedly turned his head, leaned forward, and said with excitement on his face, "Ten At the end of February, around the winter solstice and before Christmas, the school also has the tradition of 'winter hunting'."

"The hunting range of winter hunting is mainly on the outskirts of the Silent Forest and on both sides of the Silent River that flows around the school. The purpose is to clean up some monsters that sneak out from the depths of the forest to hunt wild food. Such as black beasts, 朏朏fei, 狌狌sheng, roe owl , mandrill, red tongue, water tiger, boat ghost, wind raccoon, two-legged worm lizard (Amphis pinna)..."

"If you're lucky, you can catch two frozen soundless birds, or dig out a nest of cattails from a tree hole." Zhang Jixin smacked his lips, his face full of memories: "My brother participated in the winter hunting last year. Then I brought back a nest of cattails for my cousin, which made that girl very happy."

"Unlucky, you might encounter thestrals." Xiao Xiao's voice suddenly sounded from the side, looking a little creepy: "As far as I know, there are many animals in the Silent Forest that are more unlucky than black crows... you I would never want to participate in such an event.”

Zheng Qing was a little moved when he heard Fatty and Elder's introduction. But then he was poured cold water by the doctor, and suddenly he became sober—he immediately realized that he was now in a wizarding university, and words such as bad luck, curse, etc., which he could not care about before, were all in this world. A true existence.

Seeing that his captain was about to give up his mind, Xin Fatty frowned, and immediately made a move to retreat.

"Of course, not all hunting teams can get the quota for 'Winter Hunting'." Fatty squeezed his fat chin, paused, and added: "In principle, the school only accepts registered official hunting teams to register ...However, if an unofficial hunting team is 'extraordinarily good', there is a certain possibility of getting an invitation letter. That's why I said forgiveness has the opportunity to participate in this hunting competition."

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"The first place in the freshman competition is definitely an exceptional condition." Zhang Jixin made an assist very safely.

"Well, I hope so." The young public finance student obviously lacked the vigor and vitality that a real young man should have, shrugged indifferently, and looked at the two extremely active companions in the front row: "As long as you don't go to the woods It’s enough to catch mice. Then, the qualifications of the ‘Winter Hunt’... or, the question of whether we can participate or not, will be followed up by the two of you.”

"If you really want to participate in that kind of winter hunting, you have to come up with a really strong reason and convince everyone at the hunting team's plenary meeting—just convincing me is not enough..."

Before the words were finished, the stick figure behind the door suddenly screamed: "Class is on! Class is on!"

"Boys, sit down quickly!"

"Shut your beaks! The teacher is here!!"

"Sit down quickly..."

Fatty turned around and looked at the stick figure in surprise: "Why is that guy starting to shout again... Hasn't it been quiet for a long time?"

No one answered his doubts.

In fact, all the young wizards sitting in East 601 classroom obviously have such doubts. Since the professors were busy with other things and a substitute teacher took over the class, the teaching discipline has declined significantly—correspondingly, the "usefulness" of the stick figure who was originally responsible for reminding before class is not so prominent.

In layman's terms, those stick figures posted behind the classroom doors have been "semi-unemployed" for almost half a month.

But soon, everyone's doubts were resolved.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the classroom door was pushed open from the outside.

A long-lost tall figure rushed in from outside the house, carrying a gust of winter wind, which froze the hearts of the young wizards in the classroom.

"Damn it!" Fatty blinked, but didn't react for a while, and moaned in a low voice: "What's going on..."

"What's the situation?" The tall figure on the podium seemed to hear Fatty's muttering, raised his head, looked around with a smile, and finally fell on Fatty: "This is the situation... I heard that you have been very chic recently, The substitute teacher Zhang said that the atmosphere in the classroom is very active, and the completion rate of extracurricular homework is also very touching."

"Given that we are still a school, learning is the most important job of the school. After serious discussions between the vice-principal and the deans, including me, and because the current situation has eased, starting this week, Your former professors will return to the classroom one after another."

"If there are no accidents, from now until the end of the semester, I will continue to teach you Charms."

"Oh, and the philosophy of magic."

Professor Yao supported the edge of the desk with both hands, and leaned forward slightly, with a big red pipe smoking wisps of smoke stuck in his breast pocket—a completely familiar yet unfamiliar scene.

The students seemed to have not woken up from the sudden bad news. They all stared blankly at the professor. No one spoke, and no one said 'welcome after a long absence'.

This made Lao Yao feel a little bit unhappy.

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Lao Yao straightened up, grabbed the pipe, stuffed it into his mouth, and exhaled a thick puff of smoke.

As soon as he said a word, there was thunderous applause.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome!"

"Professor, we miss you so much!!"

"Compared to you, that substitute teacher's lectures are so poor that he didn't understand several knowledge points at all!"

"Professor, if you're not here, I don't think I can even use magic!"

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched. Hearing the strange welcome speeches in the classroom, he couldn't say anything. In all fairness, how many of these welcome speeches were sincere and how many were frightening were hard to quantify.

Like Xin Fatty, who sat there and belittled the substitute teacher for the sole purpose of giving him a reasonable explanation for his previous two poor assignments.

Apparently, Lao Yao also knew the tricks of these little guys in the hall.

He folded his arms and leaned against the blackboard, smiling and watching everyone express their panic/joy. After a few minutes, he raised his arms and pressed them down.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's all be quiet." (To be continued)