Monster Hunting High School

When the wheels of history rumble past, ordinary people rarely perceive this from the subtle changes in daily life. Because most people are like dust in the ruts, the lucky ones may rise to a high place with the turning of the wheels and take a look at the starry sky above their heads; the unlucky ones are crowded in the ruts from beginning to end, and their ears are full of trivial matters.

Zheng Qing felt that the 'little quarrel' provoked by the Beta Town Post probably fell into this category.

Since the brief attack on Friday night, throughout the weekend, Saturday and Sunday, the sky has been clear, the wind has been gentle, and the campus has been peaceful and healthy.

So much so that when Zheng Qing was walking on the tree-lined road of the academy, he always felt as if he had been hit by a powerful confusion spell and couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality - he bet that many people in Jiuyou Academy have already We know that Lao Yao is a real monster, but no one seems to care about this.

No one is worried about whether their head will be bitten off by the professor on the podium when they are taking magic philosophy, and no one is worried about whether a war between legendary wizards will break out in the sky above Jiuyou Academy.

More people are paying attention to the monthly exams in the first month of this semester for some subjects, or the homework assigned by professors after class, as well as the school hunting party that will be held next month.

Zheng Qing felt that even the buns provided in the cafeteria were missing one filling, which caused a greater commotion than Lao Yao's incident.

This secret feeling of contradiction tortured the young public-funded students until the regular meeting on Sunday.

"Did you feel that it was a little quiet in front of the teaching building today?" Zheng Qing was thinking about Lao Yao and felt that something was wrong around him every moment.

Dr. Xiao Da can always give appropriate explanations for the sensitivity of young public-funded students.

"Oh, that's because all the frogs in the pond in front of the teaching building are almost gone," the doctor answered unhurriedly, holding his black notebook: "Haven't you noticed that since the wizards of the North District started to acquire frogs? , Are there a lot less yellow-skinned frogs in the entire school? ...And even if they haven’t been captured, it’s time to find a mud hole to crawl into.”

Zheng Qing was stunned, stopped, and quickly counted a few times with his fingers in his sleeves. He was speechless - it was true that he was 'sensitive and slow'.

Several familiar witches passed by Zheng Qing while laughing and joking. After noticing the witch's appraising eyes, they suddenly became quiet, lined up in a row, and walked into the teaching building as quietly as quails.

Zheng Qing had an unreasonable guess that what they were whispering about was about Lao Yao, and he couldn't help but get sulky. Did they think that the students in Lao Yao's class were also monsters, and would bite them with open mouths without warning?

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Xiao's figure had disappeared around the corner of the hall on the first floor. The wizard quickly ran a few steps and followed him.

"Do you think other people look at us strangely?" After he caught up with Xiao Xiao, he gasped and whispered in the doctor's ear: "Even if Lao Yao is a monster, what does he have to do with us? relation……"

Dr. Xiao Da sighed deeply.

"I think your problem is bigger than Lao Yao." He grabbed the thick black notebook and looked like he wanted to slap Zheng Qing on the forehead but was worried that he couldn't reach it, his face was full of exhaustion.

"My question?" Zheng Qing was a little confused.

"Well, your question." The doctor quickened his pace a little, and his voice was almost a whisper: "Don't you think it is very troublesome that the silence contract is useless to you? If some dark wizards know about your talent for deception, … I doubt how much longer you can stay in school.”

Zheng Qing laughed twice and finally dropped the topic.

There is really no way to explain in detail the reasons for the invalidation of the silence contract. As for the dark wizard abducting him to commit fraud, Zheng Qing thought it was more like a joke and there was no such possibility at all.

The regular class meeting on Sunday night is held in the Charms classroom, Teaching Building East 601. When Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao walked into the classroom, most of the class had already arrived.

But unlike the usual noisy scenes, today's classroom seemed particularly quiet. Every student who walks through the door will receive the attention of more than twenty pairs of eyes, which makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

"Another old Yao's brat has come in!" The little stick figure behind the door said hello in a strange voice, biting the word "Yao" in Old Yao into a flat tone, which obviously meant something.

Zheng Qing tilted his head and glanced at it.

The little stick figure bought a piece of armor and a sword from somewhere, and was walking around gracefully along the edge of the white drawing paper - the so-called armor is actually a square made of a few simple lines, and the sword There were only two intersecting lines, and Zheng Qing doubted whether its sword was really sharp.

Noticing the wizard's gaze, the little stick figure became furious.

"Lift up your Dharma book, you little bastard!" It waved the two thin strings, and made a "swish, swish, swish" sound in its mouth. At the same time, it could take the time to yell and curse: "I'm supporting you. The backbone of a university, the first university will never sink!”

Zheng Qing really admired this little thing's skill in using both mouths.

After greeting the stick figure in a friendly manner, the boy turned back and looked at the first row of the classroom.

Li Meng seemed to have fleas crawling on his body, twisting around in his seat. When he saw the wizard, he immediately waved happily and winked, as if he wanted to come and chat soon.

Zheng Qing noticed that Jiang Yu seemed to be helping the little witch check her homework, with frost on her face. She immediately gave up the idea of ​​saying hello and slid over quietly, completely ignoring classmate Li Meng's eyes.

It’s not that I don’t want to help, it’s that I can’t help. Take care, take care.

Carrying the resentment of the little witch, Zheng Qing happily came to the "exclusive seating area" for the wizards of the Exoneration Hunting Team, which was the corner on the left back of the classroom by the window.

Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin were whispering something, looking mysterious.

"Brother Xin came very early today," the young public-funded student said in a friendly manner: "Didn't your brother ask you to help organize materials in the office?"

Zhang Jixin didn't say anything, but just made a gesture of approaching towards him and Xiao Xiao.

"What's going on?" Zheng Qing was curious and leaned over: "What are you talking about?"

The fat wizard looked around intelligently.

"Old Yao is still the dean of Jiuyou College," he lowered his voice and spoke quickly to his two companions: "This is the latest news received by the editorial department. Tomorrow there will be an article signed by Old Yao on the front page of the school newspaper. The article…can never be wrong.”

Zheng Qing didn't react for a moment.

"Isn't this a normal thing? It's just a 'rumor' and it has been confirmed." He waved his hand nonchalantly: "Can you still get rid of a legendary wizard's job just based on rumors?"

"No, no, you didn't understand what I meant." The fat wizard interrupted Zheng Qing and emphasized slightly: "I mean, Lao Yao is still the dean of Jiuyou College... This means that the originally scheduled vice-principal , It’s not Lao Yao!”