Monster Hunting High School

Professor Monteria wasn't the only teacher to express dissatisfaction with classroom discipline this week.

On Wednesday morning, Sima Yang Yun also lost his temper for a rare occasion.

"Zheng Qing! Xiao Xiao! You two stand up and listen to the class!"

The History of Magic lecturer closed the lecture notes in his hand with a 'snap' sound. The gloomy look on his face was like the dark clouds before a summer rainstorm. The air pressure in the entire classroom suddenly dropped, frightening the two wizards to stand up with a snap.

Zheng Qing was mentally prepared for being called on because he practiced dance moves at the Qingqiu Mansion last night until midnight, causing him to suffer from severe sleep deprivation. Before entering the classroom in the morning, he reminded the doctor that he would most likely doze off in class. , hoping to get a little preferential treatment with the help of the doctor's 'special relationship'.

Now it seems that I didn't get the preferential treatment, but I became the chicken that was killed to scare the monkeys.

He glanced at the short wizard beside him.

Xiao Xiao was called out, most likely because he wrote homework for other subjects unscrupulously in the History of Magic class - Zheng Qing suspected that the doctor had started to take private orders for homework or papers again - heavy reference books were clearly laid out on the table. Anyone who is not blind can see that he is not doing his job properly.

"The final exam is in one week. Don't think that it's just the final of last semester and you can be unscrupulous!"

She glared at Xiao Xiao fiercely, spelling out the word 'unscrupulous' very clearly, then changed the subject and glanced at the others: "Besides, you are students of Jiuyou Academy, not Alpha or Atela. Students, Christmas is not that important! Test scores are the most important thing! Can receiving a bunch of roses on Christmas help you enter the third grade?”

"cannot……"

There was a slightly messy and weak voice in the hall.

"Louder!" the witch raised her voice.

"cannot!!"

The classroom of Astronomy Class 08-1 was immediately shaken and rumbled.

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"Did you offend her yesterday?"

As soon as get out of class was over, Zheng Qing couldn't help but rub his sore legs and complained to Xiao Xiao: "If you have any housework, settle it in private. Don't bring your emotions to class...it will hurt innocent people."

He practiced dance steps for too long last night, causing his legs to still feel a little sore, and then Sima Ti slipped and stood for most of the class. Zheng Qing felt that his legs no longer belonged to him.

Hearing the complaints of the young public-funded student, Dr. Xiao Da adjusted his glasses and glanced at him through his nostrils.

"Are you innocent?"

The disdain in the doctor's eyes almost spilled out of his glasses, and his tone was full of annoyance: "You can just sleep when you go to bed. The sound of snoring scares away the birds outside the window. I poked you three or four times, and you snored loudly." It’s even bigger! You have the nerve to tell me that you are the one who got involved! If you hadn’t been sitting next to me, would I have been picked up together?”

"I can testify to this," Fatty Xin turned around impatiently with a look of gloating on his face: "I mean, Duan Xiaojian was doing his homework in Potions just now in class, but he was not affected."

Zheng Qing wants to say something else

Boom, boom, boom!

Suddenly there was a dull knocking sound on the glass.

Several young wizards turned to look out the window and saw a blue paper crane hovering in the air with its wings fluttering, its sharp beak tapping the transparent glass hard.

Zheng Qing recognized it at a glance as the paper crane from Qingqiu Mansion - he had entertained these little guys a lot recently.

"Zhihe? Looking for you? Why don't you open the window?"

A pleasant voice came to my ears. It was Jiang Yu. She came to the back row to collect homework. Zheng Qing couldn't help but greet the Goddess of Destiny's family seriously from the bottom of his heart.

The fat wizard and the doctor looked at each other with a tacit understanding. After handing in their homework, they packed up their things and left without stopping for a second.

Zheng Qing hurriedly opened the window and grabbed the grumpy little paper crane in his hand. He didn't even have time to watch his two unloyal companions slip away. He looked at Jiang Yu with a dry smile and changed the subject: "I'll give you the homework later." No, I haven’t finished summarizing the impact of the Knights Templar on the early banking industry...I just don’t have enough time these days.”

He tried to replace the topic of paper cranes with a slightly less bad one.

This method has been tried and tested time and time again.

But immediately, the witch told him with reality that changing the subject was not always a good thing.

"not enough time?"

She raised her chin slightly, exposing her white neck, and a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Are you preparing for the moonlight dance tomorrow night? Or, are you going to participate in Alpha's Christmas Eve moonlight parade?"

The little paper crane in the palm of his hand kept squirming, and finally succeeded in getting its pointed head out of Zheng Qing's fist, and then began to peck his fingers hard.

Physical fatigue, mental pressure, and itching in the palms of his hands were so intertwined that for a second, Zheng Qing felt like he was "tired" and "about to be destroyed."

"More than just prom."

Zheng Qing spoke dryly. The young public-sponsored student saw this very clearly and could never deny it, but he could not fully admit it either: "In the past two days, including the Seven Deadly Sins, Wandering Bar and other places, there have been many reports about the Crow. Clues, in order to identify the truth and falsehood, everyone worked very hard. "

Since he sold the information to the Seven Deadly Sins, with the small actions of the 'devils', more and more organizations have noticed the anomalies during the winter hunt covered up by the First University, and gradually there are voices starting to demand the Trident Sword or Dan Hag. Involved in relevant investigations.

After the noisy public opinion spread to the campus, the few crow clues that were originally few began to spring up like mushrooms after rain. From a suspicious crow calling in a grove in the school, to a dead crow outside Alpha Castle, to rumors from unknown sources that wizards wearing crow masks will cause havoc on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

After hearing that the topic was related to crows, the witch finally turned her attention to 'business'.

"Indeed, there are too many clues to catch the wind, and the student union can't bear to be disturbed."

She nodded slightly and told Zheng Qing a new message: "Because of the bad impact of the 'crow incident', the student union has temporarily issued a notice prohibiting anyone from wearing crow-like masks for this Christmas Eve masquerade party and subsequent parades."

Zheng Qing was full of approval and nodded repeatedly.

Not cold.

The witch spoke again, changing the topic: "The neck of the little paper crane in your hand is going to be broken by you... Open it quickly and take a look. Is there any shameful news?"

Zheng Qing swallowed quietly and honestly opened and dismantled the paper crane under the sharp eyes of the girl.

Thank God.

Su Shijun's letter did not mention her hair highlights, nor did she talk about the collision during the dance last night. She simply reminded the boys not to forget to practice table manners to avoid being picked on by those little boys under the moon.

"Let's have dinner together at noon. I can help you check it." The witch casually made a little suggestion of her own: "My etiquette under the moon is definitely better than yours."

The wizard naturally followed the advice.