Monster Hunting High School

As the end of the semester approaches, throughout the sixteenth week, Jiuyou Academy is under an invisible but extremely heavy pressure. In addition to the review plans arranged by professors of various subjects in class, students immersed in studying can also be seen everywhere in the library and study rooms.

For this reason, starting from this week, the school working committee also deliberately postponed the closing time of the library and study room, and after communicating with the dormitory supervisor Ni Wuye, relaxed the access control of the dormitory door, allowing some students to return to the dormitory later. .

But this is the first time that the secondary class time is occupied by the main class time.

"Although it is a compulsory course for the whole school, the teaching content of the practical course determines that it relies on other courses." Xiao Xiao had a bowl of millet porridge in front of him and was slowly stirring it with a long-handled silver spoon. The rice paste on the surface of the porridge is slowly broken up.

While stirring, he explained calmly: "... This can be seen from the arrangement of teachers for practical classes. As far as I know, there is no well-known professor responsible for teaching practical classes. If you If you check the class schedule, you will find that almost all practical class teachers are young teaching assistants assigned by the school.”

The light yellow millet porridge swirled under the stirring of the silver spoon, forming a funnel-shaped vortex. Xiao Xiao nodded with satisfaction, put away the spoon, picked up the bowl, and added the last sentence:

"Moreover, as the end of the semester approaches, it is a common practice for main courses to encroach on the time of practical classes. It is a tradition of Jiuyou College. You should be mentally prepared for this if you talk to the old students."

After saying that, he put the rim of the bowl to his mouth and began to enjoy the warm millet porridge with squinted eyes.

Downton, who was standing next to the dining table for several people, glanced enviously at the millet porridge Xiao Xiao was holding, and couldn't help but sigh: "Besides, the final grades of the practical classes are calculated based on the weighted average. The weight of the test is slightly higher, the scoring weight of the teaching assistants is second, and the weight of the midterm and final exams is the lowest... It is said that this arrangement is because the exam time is limited, in order to prevent students from unexpectedly practicing the magic within the exam range, while ignoring other less important tasks. magic."

“So, for these weeks, the marginal benefit might be a little bit higher by giving those Friday afternoons to other majors.”

Zheng Qing grabbed the bun blankly and took another bite.

He doesn't care about concepts like weight, margin, and efficiency at all.

All he cares about is, if there is no practical class in the afternoon, how can he get injured? What about his plan to stay away from the Qingqiu Guild Hall?

"I really want to sit down and have dinner with you!" Downton glanced at the dining table and swallowed: "It's such a heart-wrenching thing... I still have to inform seven or eight people, so I can't even bother with lunch."

"It's really heartbreaking." Zheng Qing nodded sadly, picked up a bun in front of him, and stuffed it to the squad leader: "Hey, let's get a bun first...it won't take more than a few minutes. Pork and green onions. There are no taboos about stuffing."

Downton immediately shook his head, but hesitated for a few seconds before taking the bun and biting it viciously.

"Then who takes the afternoon practical class?" Seeing that Downton would not leave immediately, Zhang Jixin also asked a question. Unlike other people's complaints, he is more concerned about the fact that it has happened.

"It's the talisman class." Tangton chewed a few mouthfuls quickly, swallowed hard, took a breath, and then said: "Teacher Zhang of the talisman class. It is said that it was because he missed the class during the hunt for the moon, and the teaching plan for this semester has not yet been completed. Didn’t finish it...and everyone didn’t master the basic talisman very well in the last monthly exam, so Teacher Zhang specifically asked Dean Yao to apply for additional classes.”

The teacher of the talisman class is a young lecturer. It is said that she graduated less than five years ago, but she passed the examination for registered wizards while she was in college - and she is also a beauty - she can be said to have both beauty and talent. Straight A student.

Because of his impressive performance in the preliminary examination at the beginning of the school year, Professor Zhang had a good impression of Zheng Qing, and he was not strict with his daily homework or study requirements, and could even be called quite indulgent.

Zheng Qing was slightly relieved when he heard that Teacher Zhang was taking the class - his third plan would probably take a lot of time, and he would probably have to ask for leave halfway through the afternoon class. Originally, this plan was only used as a backup plan, but unexpectedly, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the second plan was stillborn before it could be implemented.

Fortunately, it was Teacher Zhang’s class.

In this way, he will be much less stressed when asking for leave.

After Tangton ate the buns that Zheng Qing handed him, he wiped his mouth and gave a final instruction: "Remember not to be late this afternoon, bring your pens, paper and other tools with you... hiccup... huh , I should buy a bottle of water.”

After that, he patted his chest, waved his hands, and hurriedly ran to the window.

"Let's go after having a meal! There's still time!" Fatty Xin shouted behind him.

Then looking back, the fat man shrugged his shoulders with great effort, his tone seemed a little unbelievable: "There are people who work before eating? I can't understand what he is thinking..."

"Just like we can't understand that you put things in your mouth for 20 of the 24 hours a day... Where did the things go?" Zhang Jixin said sarcastically out of habit.

Fatty Xin was already immune to his sarcasm and didn't even bother to roll his eyes when he heard this.

"Speaking of which, if we switch to talisman class in the afternoon, the happiest person should be our eunuch-funded student." The fat man suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Zheng Qing with a teasing look on his face: "Teacher Zhang has always been very fond of you. , I will give you bonus points every time you take a class. Tsk, it would be great if I could also meet a teacher like this..."

"The premise is that you can write down all the basic talismans fluently first." Zhang Jixin sneered at the fat man's dream, but he also looked at Zheng Qing and suggested: "Having said that, since there is a talisman class in the afternoon, I think you can go early. Qingqiu Mansion, please help us with the front line... I think as long as you apply, Teacher Zhang will definitely give you a fake one."

"It's indeed a good idea!" Xiao Xiao nodded in agreement.

This suggestion was like a knife, pricking the young public-funded student's already riddled heart again, causing his throat to heat up and almost spurting blood on the spot.

"It's better not to do anything special." The wizard twitched his lips and showed a difficult smile: "The final exam is coming soon. If there are any changes to this year's exam questions, it would be terrible to be caught off guard... I don't want to Walking on campus after the exam, someone pointed at my back and said, 'Look, that wizard mastered all the basic talismans and didn't get a perfect score in the talismans exam?'"

"It's heartbreaking to think about."

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