Hunting College

The discussion on the final exam results did not end with Professor Yao's departure. On the contrary, due to the departure of the professor, the discussion about grades in the classroom became louder and more intense.

The focus of everyone's discussion is what the professor just mentioned, the difference between the credit grade points and the test grade points, for the students of Jiuyou College, should they give up the credit points and use only the test grade points as the ranking basis.

Because Zheng Qing's grades are a bit embarrassing-his test grade points are not ideal, but the credit grade points are very high, belonging to the type nine students-so when everyone is talking, he can only keep silent with a smile on his face.

As the saying goes, the more you discern the truth, the clearer it becomes, but in real life, the more you argue, the more chaotic you are.

There are always many people who distort opinions, resort to emotions, secretly change concepts, or use leading questions, use words from authoritative figures, etc., to add layers of colorfulness to the original clear arguments. paste.

Zheng Qing only listened to it for a while. After everyone’s discussion shifted from “Credit Points Not Desirable” to “Holy Will and the Justice of Hemophilia Wars”, he decisively gave up and continued to pile smirks on his face. , But turned his attention to the final exam paper at hand.

During the winter vacation, Xiao Xiao reminded him that he still remembered very clearly—in the first university, never touch three things: ethical experiments, struggles between communities, and an interview with the Beta Town Post.

He has already encountered an interview with the Beta Town Post. Although the negative effects have not yet appeared, the young wizard has made all the preparations. At this kind of moment, it is a wise choice to stay away from the struggle between communities in school.

Like him, Fatty Xin, who was originally enthusiastic about participating in the debate, returned to his seat uninterestedly after the topic of discussion shifted to the conflicts of the community.

"I thought you would be interested in this kind of thing." Zheng Qing raised his eyelids and glanced at the fat man as he sorted out the papers at hand, with a slightly surprised tone: "Aren't these things in the community good news material? ?"

"Then you have to be able to publish it!" The fat man rolled his eyes strangely, and his fat palm rubbed the cover of the notebook hard, and said sullenly: "College conflicts, community conflicts, etc., this kind of unharmonious content has always been a school newspaper Forbidden zone... We are not the Beta Town Post. We cannot pursue gimmicks one-sidedly for the sake of economic gain. We are a newspaper with a bottom line."

There was a short laugh from Zhang Jixin who seemed to find Fatty's answer very interesting.

Seeing that the two were about to start tearing up again, Zheng Qing quickly spoke and asked a question he just remembered: "Do you remember that when we were in the North District some time ago, a reporter named Pulitzer interviewed me. Right..."

"Ms. Pulitzer," Fatty Xin shook his stubby fingers and corrected: "Ms. Pulitzer from the Beta Town Post. She is named Pulitzer, not Pulitzer."

"Yes, yes, right," Zheng Qing twitched, not wanting to entangle with the fat man in such details, but continued to ask: "The previous interview with Ms. Pulitzer...Do you know when the interview report will come out? ?"

Hearing this question, Fatty Xin was speechless for a while.

He hugged his chest with one hand, squeezed his thick chin with the other hand, and the fat on his cheek trembled several times before slowly repliing: "Generally speaking, a simple interview takes about a week. It can be out... If she needs to process the materials, it will be no more than a month at the latest. In other words, the newspaper you are looking forward to will appear in front of you in these two weeks."

Zheng Qing sighed deeply.

"I don't expect to see that interview." He muttered in a low voice, "After thinking about it, some words were not very cautious in answering... Now the school is so messy... Relatively speaking, I look forward to Beta Town Post. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper can kill that interview."

"Ha, kill it? It's impossible to kill it." Fatty Xin showed an exaggerated smile: "Do you know who you are? Jiuyou Academy's public-funded student, Merlin Medal winner, and Big Aka Mr. World of Na...what better gimmick for media reporters than this?"

Zheng Qing sullenly folded the collected paper in two, stuffed it into a gray cloth bag, and stood up.

"You talk, I went to the cafeteria to eat." He patted his belly, squeezed a few students in the aisle, and planned to leave the classroom.

Seeing him leaving, several other boys from the Youxin Hunting Team also packed up and left.

Because today is the first day of school, the first class, the long-lost students have a lot of gossip to chat. In addition, when Lao Yao left the classroom, he left a topic that was very discussable. It has been more than ten minutes since the next get out of class. There are still many figures dangling in the classroom, and the voice is full of voices.

Most of the witches sitting in the front row did not leave.

It's just different from when in class. Nicholas slipped from the back corner of the classroom to the front row and sat next to Liu Feifei. The two were discussing the final papers together. It can be seen that after a semester, he has let go a lot, and has the courage to sit next to Liu Feifei, not afraid of gossip.

Of course, the greater possibility is that Nicholas has a good grade in the final exam, with a grade point average of three or more, and a comprehensive ranking of b+. According to this ranking, there is absolutely no problem for him to enter the second grade this year.

Zheng Qing felt that this achievement gave Nicholas the confidence to sit next to Liu Feifei.

There is also Jiang Yu, who is tilting his head, staring at Li Meng's small classmate to revise the test paper with a severe expression.

Seeing Li Meng's mouth flat and reluctantly copying the contents of the paper, Zheng Qing felt happy and wanted to run her twice. But when he looked at the squad leader Jiang who was sitting next to Li Meng, he suddenly remembered what Su Shijun had said before, and he immediately lowered his head, intending to drift by silently in front of the witches.

But reality always makes a joke with you at this time.

He intends to slip away quietly in front of several witches. Others don't have this idea~www.ltnovel.com~ Especially Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin, every time they see Li Meng, they will always say a few words.

"Oh, Mengmeng, I'm still revising the papers, do you want to bring you lunch?" Fatty Xin followed Zheng Qing and couldn't wait to squeeze to Li Meng's side, looking like Brother Pig.

The quill pen in Li Meng's hand made a click, and the nib was crushed on the notebook by her.

Even Zheng Qing felt the thick, dark clouds above the little witch's head.

"Don't get in the way of being fat, and block the light from Mengmeng's reading of the question!" Zhang Jixin pushed hard behind the fat man, yelling: "It seems like someone used you to bring lunch...The things you eat are heavy and heavy. Can Mengmeng eat it?"

Li Meng put his hands on the desk and did not look up, but the hair behind him was calm and spontaneous, and waves of scary magical power surged over her.

At the same time, her gloomy voice rang in everyone's ears:

"How many times have you said it, you are not allowed to call my name like that!!"