Hunting High School

Monday, January 5.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Han.

Yi, accepting lottery, asking names, offering sacrifices, marrying;

Avoid, market opening, burial, grave repair.

None of the taboos are related to the exam. It seems that it is indeed a good day for the exam. From a metaphysical point of view, this day is fair to everyone. At the very least, no one will use the excuse of being sensitive and taboo to perform abnormally.

This day is the first day of the first final exam of Jiuyou Academy of First University.

Early in the morning, the atmosphere in the academy had already become extremely depressed.

From Feiyuan for morning class, to the cafeteria for breakfast, to the bluestone path under the tree-lined road, every passing figure has a hurried footsteps, expressionless; or lowered their heads, holding small pieces of paper in their hands , muttering words, trying to struggle one last time before entering the examination room.

This situation makes Zheng Qing feel mixed.

The good news is that everyone's attention is on the exam, which will naturally reduce the attention on his newly promoted "Grand Arcana-World", which greatly reduces his external pressure.

What is worrying is that the tense state of others has deeply infected Zheng Qing. Originally, his mentality was relatively relaxed, but under the influence of other people, he also became nervous unconsciously.

like now.

Because the first test was the written test of Charms, so early in the morning, he took the notes of the Charms class and began to recite the words. He didn't even put it down during the morning class. The international standard of the book and the principle of using the book are only at this time, he will have a deep envy and hatred for Dr. Xiao Da.

In the entire 403 dormitory, or in other words, the entire Astronomy 08-1 class, perhaps only Dr. Xiao Da was able to experiment with the subtle differences in the release of different spells in the usage book before the written test began.

"I really want to dig out your brain and cook it." The young public finance student said so.

Dr. Xiao Da squinted, glanced at him, and reminded: "You are a pure-blooded human being, and you don't have the ability of a zombie or a vampire... I don't think you can get a good grade in the exam by eating my brain."

"That is to say, if I eat, I can get a good grade in the test, right?" Dylan, who was eating with them in the cafeteria, interjected with a smile.

Zheng Qing twitched the corners of his mouth: "Isn't the exam method in your college fighting? What use do you want his brain... If you really have that idea, the Elder's brain is more suitable for you than the doctor's brain."

To eat Zhang Jixin's brain?

Dylan grinned, but didn't respond. His brain is broken to do this. According to the fiery temper and short-term protection habits inherited by the Zhang family, if Dylan really did something, his two beautiful little fangs must have been pulled out before he ate the stewed brains.

"Can we talk about some light topics during the meal?" Xin Fatty grabbed the red skin buns, mouthful, mouth full of oil, and complained angrily at the same time: "I don't have any appetite for what you're talking about."

The other three squinted at Fatty in unison, expressing deep doubts about his statement of 'no appetite'.

But watching Xin Fatty eat did make Zheng Qing feel a little bit more appetizing.

He couldn't help following Fatty, picked up a red skin bun on the plate, and the meal on the exam day was also very particular, just like this kind of red skin bun, which is the staple food for breakfast in the cafeteria today. The steamed stuffed buns are served on a plate made of willow branches, six in a plate.

Steamed buns symbolize blessings and are also known as "lucky packets"; while a plate of six symbolizes six or six Dashun.

Every student must eat at least one plate of lucky buns.

After all, this is a university for wizards, and the science of mystery has always had a huge market among students. It is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not, which is the unified attitude of all people in the face of mysterious learning.

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Even the master chefs in the cafeteria of the school will defend this tacit practice.

Although it is not allowed to add Felicity Agent to porridge or soy milk, the chefs in the cafeteria still carefully prepared a "special" breakfast suitable for candidates.

In addition to 'Fu Bao', there is also 'Fu Soup'.

The so-called 'Fu Tang' is a small can of indigo-colored viscous liquid, which looks like soy milk made from peas or raw Luohan beans mixed with unknown herbs, and it is soy milk that has not been filtered out.

"Futang can help us neutralize the messy spirit... Before the exam, our spirit needs to be in a very pure state... This state can increase the sensitivity of our soul, improve the reaction speed, and help us prepare to grasp the magic spell Subtle changes in the process."

When it comes to eating, Xin Fatty seems to be an artist, sitting at the dining table, explaining today's breakfast to his companions, and talking eloquently: "False seeds are the protagonists of blessings, blood noodles are ancient panacea... and this Fu Tang, carrying the blessings of countless candidates in history!"

It took Zheng Qing a lot of effort to resist reminding Fatty that this morning he took the written test of Charms and hadn't reached the practical subjects yet, so he didn't need to spend so much effort to 'purify' his spirit.

"The so-called 'Fu Tang' is actually a nutrient solution mixed with soy milk, egg white, rosemary, mint and agaric. It can slightly improve your concentration and keep you awake." Dr. Xiao Da said in Whispering to the side, quietly explaining to Zheng Qing.

At the end, he added: "Oh, by the way, if you are not confident, I suggest you add some condiments to the soup... Many people like to add a few spoonfuls of incense ash from Wenquxing Temple, which is said to be very effective... If You have no way, I can get someone to help you get some out of the Atlas school."

As an academy based on 'faith', Atlas Academy has never lacked various gods.

Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously, showing his own attitude.

"If you have connections, you can buy some goods and put them in d&k to sell," he seemed to think of something, and added: "Since the winter hunting, the school no longer requires everyone to hunt mice or corpse beetles, and the business in the store has been going all the way. Rather depressed."

"That kind of thing, let's talk about it after the exam." Xin Fatty interrupted the public fee student's chanting harshly, and emphasized: "The most important and only thing we need to pay attention to now is the exam!"

Zheng Qing shrugged and glanced at the breakfast in front of Fatty.

It can be seen that Fatty believes in the 'tradition' or 'folk remedies' that Xiao Xiao just mentioned. He even reconfigured his own breakfast according to body weight, referring to some popular sayings in modern mythology.

For example, the portion of 'Fortune Soup' placed in front of Fatty was more than three times that of other people.

"Maybe you should prepare a urine bag before you enter the examination room." Zheng Qing finally reminded Fatty.