Monster Hunting High School

Seeing Andrew, Zheng Qing's first reaction was a little confused - has it reached this level? ——He thought Andrew was sent by the school to be a security guard for him.

But immediately, the boy woke up and denied his guess.

This is the First University, one of the safest places in the wizarding world. Even if there are some fanatical "witch hunting" enthusiasts among the demons, they will not do anything wrong to a budding young hunting team here. A sensible move.

Besides, there are members of Yu Zui all over the four colleges. There is no reason to only assign "security guards" to himself, and it is impossible not to communicate with himself, the captain of Yu Zui, in advance.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it was necessary to send security guards, First University would not have to call in someone with the Three-pronged Sword.

You know, the person who is in charge of the school's work now is old man Ruoyu, and the director of Sancha Sword is Ms. Shi Hui's disciple. After Ms. Shi Hui resigned as the vice president of First University, it was rumored that many of Sancha Sword's cooperation with the school were facing suspension and Cleaning up is absolutely impossible.

With this inhuman embarrassment, the young public-funded student quickly ran out of the classroom.

Andrew was holding a cigarette in his mouth and holding a magazine in his hand with the busts of the seven members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team printed on the cover - Zheng Qing noticed that the magazine was "The Glorious Road to the Hunting Team", which was a well-established magazine. The hunting competition publication has a very wide influence in the entire Wizards Union.

He didn't even know when Yu Zui was published in such a professional publication.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Commissioner."

The tone of the young public-funded student was slightly confused. Although he knew Andrew, he didn't have much contact with him. He didn't know why the commissioner of the three-pronged sword came to the door of the classroom: "...Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Good afternoon." The chubby Mr. Commissioner wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What a damn weather... Qiuhuhu is really awesome. It's already October and it's still so hot!"

Zheng Qing looked at the sunshine outside the window. It was indeed bright, but it was autumn after all, and it couldn't be said to be very hot.

"It's really not cool enough."

The boy sipped his eyes and glanced at the magazine in the commissioner's hand: "Sorry, this is a classroom, there is no coffee or tea to serve..."

Zheng Qing remembers clearly that when he first met Andrew, the Trident Swords commissioner talked with his guide about betting on the World Cup - at that time they were discussing the Venus and Flamingos. Who has the better odds - The boys were very impressed by everything that happened that day.

"I didn't plan to drink coffee when I came to the teaching building." Mr. Commissioner laughed and thrust the magazine in his hand into the wizard's arms, along with a green quill.

"This is……"

"Do you still remember the first time we met?" After Zheng Qing took the quill, Andrew's hand wrapped around his shoulders, and his tone was very warm: "...At that time, I thought you had an extraordinary temperament, and I wanted to take a photo with you. Look...look, how long has it been before your hunting team has already boarded the "Glory"! In my impression, yours is the first student hunting team to board the "Glory" so quickly!"

Zheng Qing blinked.

If I remember correctly, it was after Thomas mentioned that he was a public-funded student that the little fat commissioner showed similar enthusiasm as he does today. But at that time, it was more like he was taking the opportunity to talk to Thomas, and he was just a compliment.

"Then this is..." The young public-funded student raised the quill in his hand.

"Oh, sign Thomas's autograph." The pudgy wizard wiped the sweat from his forehead again: "He has been busy on a business trip recently. He heard that your hunting team performed very well, so he asked me to ask you to sign... Whatever you write Just ask for something...that’s me, I know I can find you at the door of the classroom.”

He looked pleased with himself.

Zheng Qingxu looked at Andrew with eyes: "If I remember correctly...Assistant Hilda has already asked Mr. Thomas for his signature, and it is the signature of all the members of the Forgiveness."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Several students from Astronomy Class 08-1 left the classroom, greeted the public-funded students at the door in a friendly manner, and looked curiously at the short, fat wizard standing by the window.

"That guy," Mr. Commissioner said without any embarrassment on his face, "that guy Hilda likes to pull off tiger skins. I suspect he ate a blackmail animal when he was a child..."

The False Beast is a magical creature that looks like a rabbit. Its meat is delicious, but people will tell lies after eating it. Zheng Qing had only seen relevant introductions in books, but from what Andrew said, it seemed that such creatures could still be found.

"So, what about the signature?" Mr. Commissioner looked at the young public-funded student eagerly.

"my pleasure."

Zheng Qing grabbed the quill, opened the title page, chose a blank space and signed his name. After hesitating for a few seconds, he added another sentence - 'This is dedicated to Mr. Andrew, who made me know for the first time The World Cup was held on October 16, 2009, at the entrance of 503 East of the teaching building.

Then return the magazine to Mr. Commissioner.

"Thank you very much." Andrew took the magazine, rolled it up, and stuffed it into his arms. He stared at several young wizards passing by and smiled kindly at them. He didn't speak again until no one was around: "... Too much It’s not easy. After watching hunting games for so many years, this is the first signed magazine I have saved.”

"Thank you." Zheng Qing's voice was a little weak.

He really didn't know how to face this situation.

Just at this time, several other hunters from You Zui walked out together, with Xiao Xiao in front, Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin following closely behind - as for Jiang Yu, she was still in the classroom giving Li Meng exercises to do after class.

"What's the matter?" The doctor stopped in front of the two of them.

"These are the members of the Exoneration team. They are all really talented." Andrew opened his arms and smiled exaggeratedly: "If I haven't admitted my mistake, you are Xiao Xiao, the school's special admissions student who serves as a fortune teller? What's next? Are those two students Zhang Jixin and Xin?"

The doctor noticed the badge on Andrew's chest and narrowed his eyes.

"The man with the three-pronged sword found himself at the door of the classroom," he said softly, "This is not a good sign."

"As expected of the fortune teller who forgives sins... But things are not that bad," Andrew laughed dryly: "To be honest, the bureau knew that I knew classmate Zheng Qing, so they sent me here... If anyone else comes, It is inevitable that there will be some rumors... You know, during the school hunt, there is never a shortage of dark topics in the Beta Town Post. "

"He just wants an autograph." Zheng Qing was still a little hesitant.

Xiao Xiao ignored his captain's slowness and looked directly: "What do you want to know?"

"I just want to know how well you master the second-order battle formation."

"for example?"

"For example, how long have you mastered this battle formation? In addition to Bofu's battle formation, have you mastered other second-level battle formations." The commissioner of the Three-Forked Sword lowered his eyelids and his voice became softer: "And... Before the competition on Tuesday night "Have you ever conducted hunting team training or other activities?"

Zheng Qing finally tasted that something was wrong.