Monster Hunting High School

"You are so brave, really."

"I didn't expect you to give a gift to the monitor so openly... This courage far exceeds my expectations of you. I admit that I was wrong... Have you chosen your epitaph?"

"Before choosing an epitaph, you have to give Congressman Su an explanation."

"Tomorrow, tomorrow at the latest, this matter will definitely be reported in the gossip tabloids outside the school! This kind of news can sell at least four or five golden beans! If you find the right way, the price will be even higher!"

"Before explaining to Qingqiu Mansion, I think he should find a way to deal with the anger of Congressman Su's supporters... You know, there are also those white robes of Alpha with us in class in the afternoon... You didn't see Andrew Taylor Is your grin almost reaching your ears?”

"Is he laughing?"

"The contradiction between Alpha's conservatives and reformists is increasingly intensifying. Only foreign enemies can temporarily unite the white robes. This emergency is very important to Soprano now. Unfortunately, Brother Scumbag is about to become Alpha The adhesive.”

In dormitory 403, several of Zheng Qing's roommates were talking about the scene in the afternoon practical class.

The young public-funded student sat at the desk with a dull expression. His eyes occasionally drifted to the bed, and he immediately looked back as if he was electrocuted. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of monster he would encounter in his dream after the afternoon scene fermented overnight.

We can't just sit back and wait for death.

After a simple calculation, the wizard breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes gradually became firm.

"Fat man!"

He first looked at Xin and asked very sincerely: "You said that message can sell at least four or five golden beans...meaning, can you find the 'right' way?"

The fat wizard nodded in confusion: "At least I can be considered a senior media person."

Snapped.

Zheng Qing snapped his fingers and pointed at the fat wizard very simply: "Okay, I authorize you to sell this news, and the proceeds will be divided in half... If you can 'rationalize' the news a little bit, for example, say one more sentence 'It's normal for classmates to give gifts' or add some information, such as 'Zheng Qing and that little red riding hood also had an affair', then all the money from selling the information will be yours."

Fatty Xin raised his eyebrows very high.

After a long while, he gave the young public-funded student a thumbs up: "After a long illness, you have become a good doctor. You really understand the game of public opinion... What if I add a few more horse girls or ghost girlfriends to you?"

Without saying anything, Zheng Qing raised his hand and popped out two coins and gave them to the fat wizard.

The fat man put it away with a smile, and it was not too little.

"Wait a minute, brother scumbag, when did you find a Little Red Riding Hood girlfriend again?" Classmate Dylan, whose head was hanging on the edge of the coffin, had not yet understood what was going on, and his eyes were wide open.

Dr. Xiao Da adjusted his glasses and gave a summary answer to Mr. Vampire Werewolf's confusion: "Public opinion is easily disturbed, and so is the public's perception... When a person who is usually 'clean' in public opinion and has the Order of Merlin , government-funded student, and many other titles with no background, suddenly a lot of messy and unsubstantiated tidbits were exposed. The public's attention was easily diverted from the tidbits to why this happened. on things.”

“And it’s easy for the public to deduce relevant reasons for the ‘victims’.”

The fat wizard was already lying on the desk and started writing a letter. He added without raising his head: "For example, some big shots who are jealous of Brother Zha's relationship with Councilor Su are spreading rumors. For example, there are witches who are overestimating their abilities and want to take advantage of Councilor Su's corner. ...Wait...The truth is just drowned in the pollution of countless noises."

In fact, Zheng Qing had deeper considerations on how to deal with this unexpected incident - the relationship between him and Jiang Yu could never be discovered by others, and it was better to detonate it early than to constantly find ways to hide it.

As long as the first round of rumors loses the trust of the public, even if similar news breaks out again in the future, the harm to himself and Jiang Yu will be greatly weakened.

Dylan, a student from Starry Sky Academy, is obviously not used to these twists and turns.

He turned to look at Zheng Qing, wanting to ask something, but was surprised to find that the young public-funded student was changing into his robe, looking like he was about to go out.

Before he could speak, Zheng Qing pointed to the boxes stacked in the corner of the room—those were the batch of Christmas gifts that he hadn't had time to open at noon—and said, "You can help open those gifts while I'm away... …Be careful and take precautions.”

As he spoke, he slapped two dozen evil-proof charms on the desk.

"And you?"

Mr. Vampire Werewolf looked at his pocket watch: "It will be six o'clock soon. At this time, there will be no room in the library... Or do you have the courage to go to the study room now?"

"I'm going to give Poseidong a Christmas gift." The young government student replied in a muffled voice, hiding most of his face under his hood, turned around and pushed the door open.

It's freezing outside.

Although it was late winter, the sky was still slightly bright in the evening. Because of the snow, the sun could not be seen all day today, and the sky was covered with thick clouds. Even so, Zheng Qing still saw a circle on the edge of the clouds. Eye-catching sheen.

Every cloud has a silver edge.

This sentence flashed through the wizard's mind - everything has a good side, and there is a glimmer of light in the darkness - this was not blind optimism, and the results of previous divination also gave him great confidence.

Creaking.

The shoes stepped on the snow, making an icy sound, just like the light between heaven and earth, pale white with a hint of chill. The young public-sponsored student lowered his head, hung up his armor and horse talisman, and hurried to Qingqiu Mansion.

As soon as I passed the garden, I saw Poseidong holding a thick reference book and doing homework by the window. The light outside the house passed through the colored glass window, as if it had been coated with a layer of glaze, and every tip of it was covered with glaze. They are all very attractive.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a polished and clear gem.

When Zheng Qing pushed the door open and entered, the little fox was lying in front of the book, his ears twitching slightly, but he didn't even look at him. This surprised the wizard greatly. When he walked in and took a look, he found that the little thing's nose had been stuffed into the gap of the book folder, his eyes were squinted, and he was taking a nap while reading.

He pinched Poseidon's ears. The little fox knew that the wizard was harmless to him, so he shook his ears very perfunctorily, got rid of those annoying fingers, and continued to enjoy reading comfortably.

"Where's your lady?"

Zheng Qing looked back at Su Ya, who was supervising Bo Saidong's reading, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself - this little fox was also a little dazed, with its big fluffy tail hanging from the skirt. He didn't know if it would show to the head maid Su Man. Now, she has to be punished to wipe the floor again.

"Little... miss?"

The confused fox maid suddenly woke up, looked around in panic, and shouted at the same time: "Miss, I didn't sleep! I was just a little distracted just now!"

But she mistakenly thought Su Shijun was here.