Hunting High School

Monday afternoon is a talisman class.

As a basic subject for modern wizards, Talisman is a compulsory course, which is taught in Room 101 of the Main Building.

This is a large lecture hall.

When Zheng Qing rushed to the classroom, the huge classroom was already full of students. Because this is a big class, there are several other classes in Jiuyou College who are attending the class together with Class Astronomy 08-1. Looking around, there was a mass of people's heads in darkness.

At the back left of the classroom, Xin Fatty made a victory sign to Zheng Qing.

A satisfied smile appeared on Zheng Qing's face.

In order to avoid Li Meng's pursuit, he asked Xin Fatty and other boys to rush to the classroom first to help him occupy a seat. Then a few minutes before class, he groped into the classroom through the back door.

This plan came from Xiao Xiao's arrangement.

According to his explanation, as the squad leader, Jiang Yu needs to set an example, so he will definitely sit in the first row. Li Meng will definitely sit next to Jiang Yu. If the time of entering and leaving the classroom is carefully planned, several people may not meet once every ten months.

like now.

There are unfamiliar faces in sight.

Zheng Qing sat quietly beside Zhang Jixin, as if a drop of water melted into the ocean without causing a single ripple.

He opened the textbook in satisfaction and looked around.

In the right rear corner of the classroom, Zheng Qing saw a familiar figure - the 'old student' Nicholas who showed them around the campus yesterday.

Nicholas sat alone in the corner of the last row of the classroom silently, buried his face in the thick notes, no one sat next to him.

Zheng Qing was hesitating whether to stand up and say hello, when a familiar howl came from behind the classroom door:

"The teacher is here! Sit down!"

After a while of jumping around, the classroom quickly fell silent.

...

The teacher of the talisman class is surnamed Zhang, and his name is Zhang Huaigu.

Although the name reveals a strong old-fashioned atmosphere, in fact, Lecturer Zhang is a handsome young woman.

Different from Lao Yao Hongliang's tough voice, Lecturer Zhang bit Wu Nong's soft words, which made people fascinated.

It's just that Zheng Qing's mind was completely focused on the red card in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to what the solemn female lecturer on the podium was saying.

The red card is an invitation.

There are no gorgeous decorations on the orange cover, only a heart-cleaning and calming talisman is painted in the center. Under the talisman, there are three large yellow characters of "invitation letter" written with a brush, which looks solemn and elegant.

The background color of the inside is pinkish yellow, surrounded by strange symbols of milky white.

The text is written in small italics with a soft pen, and the content is very concise.

"Dear (Zheng Qing) classmate:

The First University Talisman Association will hold a welcome party and a Hungry Ghost Festival celebration ceremony in Room 301, Main Building (East), on August 15, 2003, Wu Yuanwei Chuang's 63rd year.

Again, we sincerely invite your participation!

First University Talisman Association (chapter)”

Zheng Qing studied the words on the card over and over again, a little confused.

On the way to the classroom just now, a polite sophomore stopped Zheng Qing, said some inexplicable words of blessing, and handed him this red invitation letter.

Because he was in a hurry, although Zheng Qing accepted the card with a smile on his face, he couldn't chat with the senior.

So now, he can only stare at this silent letter in a daze.

"This is an invitation letter!" Zhang Jixin nodded affirmatively beside him: "I have seen similar ones in my brother's drawer."

Invitation Zheng Qing knows what it is.

In the first class in the morning, Lao Yao had repeatedly emphasized that each student was required to get at least one invitation letter during the freshman season. Each invitation letter can be exchanged for 0.1 credits. Originally, he was worried about how to find it, but unexpectedly, after just having lunch, someone delivered the invitation letter to him.

If this card is the invitation letter that Lao Yao needs, then this 0.1 cent is too easy!

"It's not as easy as you think." Xiao Xiao shook his head on the other side, denying Zheng Qing's thoughts: "You are a public-funded student, so you naturally have an advantage over many freshmen. When every club recruits newcomers, it will Priority is given to you worthy students."

The boys around showed signs of approval.

Zheng Qing's face flushed red.

He doesn't like others to specialize himself.

"In addition, no matter what happened to you on the special plane, or the conflict on the pedestrian street yesterday evening, it has already been spread on campus." Xiao Xiao flipped through his notebook and said slowly: "You are considered a famous person now. "

"It's spread!" Zheng Qing turned pale and looked at the others.

"It is said that this year, there is a male student in Jiuyou College who brings his own broom to school." Xin Fatty turned his head and smiled muffled.

"I didn't bring a broom." Zheng Qing looked at Xin's fat face with a silly expression.

Xin Fatty's expression froze, he muttered, turned his head, and ignored Zheng Qing.

Next to him, Zhang Jixin explained: "It means that you are too unlucky."

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes.

Of course he knew the meaning of that sentence, but he didn't like Xin Fatty's smug expression.

"The invitation letter can be cheated." Turning to look at Xiao Xiao, Zheng Qing hesitated and asked, "I mean, since an invitation letter is worth 01 credits, if someone buys it from these clubs or student unions Is it possible to get a large amount of credits with the invitation letter?"

"If you can buy credits, you can also buy jade coins. Why waste jade coins on credits?" Zhang Jixin interjected: "For those wizards who are either rich or expensive, credits are just a piece of cake."

"It cannot be denied that there is such behavior." Xiao Xiao shook his head and added: "But this kind of behavior of buying invitation letters is very rare. Only some freshmen who are in urgent need of credits and have a strong background will make such a move."

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"On the one hand, the price of purchasing invitations is very high. Whether it is a student union or a club, the number of them is fixed. Only a few old students leave each year to vacate a few new students. The number of invitations is very limited. And every year Individuals can only get one invitation letter from each organization. In short, even if you buy all the student organizations, you will only get a dozen credits at most, which is very uneconomical."

"On the other hand, if this kind of buying is detected by the school - which is actually very easy to detect - it means a large penalty point."

"Of course, some students may not really get even one invitation. In this case, they can get one or two invitations through some unappreciated means, and they can't get too much blame."

"You will definitely not have such troubles." Zhang Jixin squeezed the red card enviously, and sighed: "You will only be troubled by more and more invitations."

"If you don't want it, you can give it to me." Xin Fatty turned his head again and approached with a sullen face.

Zheng Qing shoved the invitation letter back into the drawer, and shook his head firmly.

This dead Fatty is definitely not polite, if not a little firm.

Before class, Zheng Qing just took out this invitation letter from his pocket, and Xin Fatty slipped it into his hand.

If it weren't for the other boys watching him covetously, this card would definitely disappear completely in Fatty's USB drive.

Zheng Qing stuffed the gray cloth bag into his pocket, turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao, and planned to continue asking about the invitation letter.

But this thought was rudely interrupted.

There was a clear gasp in the classroom.

Many wailed in despair.

On the podium, the soft-spoken and delicate lecturer just spit out two scary words:

"take an exam!"