Hunting College

Thursday afternoon is an elective course.

Last semester, Zheng Qing took a life course. The content of the course was to teach first-year students some small magic commonly used in daily life, such as the spell of washing clothes, which is very helpful to people who are not strong in independence.

This semester, Zheng Qing chose Murloc language. On the one hand, he has been in school for more than half a year, and he has had many dealings with the murloc tribe of Linzhong Lake. It may be helpful to learn some murloc language, and the young murloc Ishini of ouroboros hunting team wants to follow If D&K does business, it is obviously very important to master their language if you don't want to be cheated by fish people.

On the other hand, although a ‘general knowledge’ array has been set up on Phuket Island, mastering a ‘small language’ is quite popular in the first university.

Just like the 403 dormitory, Dylan learned the werewolf language, and Fatty Xin learned the horseman language. Zheng Qing felt that he always had to learn something different so that he could look like a serious wizard.

In addition, Zheng Qing's elective course of Murloc Common Language is not for the sake of outsiders.

Once the ruling that the hunting team was helping the Youxin hunting team in training, he heard Deng Xiaojian say that the final assessment of Murloc Language is very simple, only need to hiss twice, and many people can get a passing score. If you can make a desolate tone while hissing, you can even get a high score in the hands of Professor Garcia.

Professor Garcia is the professor of the murloc lingua franca. His full name is Abu Garcia. It is said that his ancestor was the leader of the murloc tribe in Scandinavia-where it now belongs to Sweden-but I don't know when. Came to Phuket Island.

In the eyes of the students, Professor Garcia did not have the slightest majesty and temperament of the leader of the murloc tribe, except for his white eyes and fish scales on the back of his hands and neck, he is usually a kind old man.

Unlike the murlocs in Linzhong Lake that Zheng Qing knew, Professor Garcia is a very "civilized" murloc.

It is the only old murloc in the first university who has a seat in the professors' joint meeting and is clean and smell-free. Normally, it also wears a black robe and a pointed wizard hat like a real wizard, with a monocle on its chest, a book on its waist, and a stack of lesson plans in its arms.

Even when walking, it still holds a cup of coffee or tea made with wolfberry in its hands.

Zheng Qing has never seen Professor Garcia’s fins—like the ones on Ishini’s back—you know, most murlocs regard the fins as something to show off, similar to those on a tauren. Tattoos, French men's high heels and stockings, and Fuso men's loincloth.

As far as Zheng Qing knows, Iseini likes to hang all kinds of bright gadgets on its fins as decorations. Walking up and screaming, like a big ox passing by shaking his head.

Professor Garcia had never revealed its fins, as if they did not exist.

The students circulated privately that Professor Garcia had cut off all his fins in order to stay at the first university. Because in accordance with school regulations, teachers and professors need to maintain the dignified style of old-school wizards, and they can’t dress up differently.

Rumors are rumors because people cannot verify their authenticity.

In short, for Zheng Qing and most of the students, Professor Garcia is a good teacher and a good murloc, which is enough.

But even the best teacher is still a teacher.

As long as the class is in class, the difference between a good teacher and a bad teacher is very small—for example, math or physics—even if the good teachers are talking on stage, the distracted students will continue to distract themselves.

In the first murloc lingua franca, the new students who took this course always came to listen to the old murloc's course with great interest. But soon, everyone discovered that Professor Murloc was no different from other ordinary professors in class. They also had textbooks, lesson plans, homework and answer questions.

Gradually, just like in other classes, everyone's eyes slowly lost their brilliance, and the unknown fell asleep. After all, the exam for this course is simple, and it doesn't matter if you miss one or two classes occasionally.

In this murloc lingua franca class on Thursday afternoon, Zheng Qing straightened up after a long absence and listened to a class like a real public student-so that the client would be a little bit emboldened when asking the professor to find the black sheep- -There were countless times during this period, he wanted to close his eyes and play chess with Zhou Gong, but he forcibly held it back. For this, he gave himself a lot of praise from the bottom of his heart.

In this class, Professor Garcia used slow murloc language to tell the history of the murloc tribe, from Scandinavia to the Aegean, and then to Asia Minor; from Jiaozhou Peninsula to Leizhou Peninsula and then to the Great Barrier Reef; The Great Lakes to the Amazon.

The entire history of the migration of the murloc tribe is a history of the development and growth of wizards.

Professor Garcia may want to use this sense of "historical doping" to bridge the gap between the wizards of the First University and the murloc tribe of Linzhong Lake, just as the history books of the Central Plains Dynasty are more inclined to use when it involves the prairie barbarians. Words like'fusion' instead of'kill and conquer'-Zheng Qing wondered how many people understood the professor's implication.

Most students scribbled down the important place names, names, and time in their notebooks with shorthand quill pens ~www.ltnovel.com~ They stared at the godless eyes and listened to the old murloc's hiss on the podium. Hiss'.

Listening to the murloc hissing is a painful thing.

On more than one occasion, Zheng Qing was scratched by fat cats in the dormitory because he was reciting murloc texts. No one or no cat liked to live in a place full of "hissing" sounds, which sounded creepy. And if you understand a little bit of murloc language, it will inevitably sound like the smelly smell of the real murloc, which makes it even more uncomfortable.

"...Violence, not good, very bad." Professor Garcia sighed and summarized the main point of the whole lesson in one sentence: "This cruel joy will eventually end in cruelty. Destruction of order does not bring about Freedom. Order brings freedom."

This sentence seemed to contain so many profound meanings that Zheng Qing couldn't help chewing for a few more seconds.

The murloc tribes used violent methods to resist the school's policies, and they could only receive a more violent response from the school. Although this sentence is somewhat pessimistic, it is not difficult to understand.

The inexplicable latter sentence.

Mr. Wu once said to Zheng Qing that he is a ‘seed of order’ and the forbidden curse in his body was converged according to the rules of ‘order’. But in the mouth of Professor Garcia, order seems to have something to do with freedom. Zheng Qing thinks that he is a pure nine-year student. How could he have something to do with Alpha's purpose?

This kind of problem cannot be considered carefully.

When he recovered, Professor Garcia had already walked out the door holding the handout, only to see a piece of flowing robe corners.

"Excuse me!"

The young public-sponsored student packed up things indiscriminately, squeezed a few classmates who were blocking the road, rushed out of the classroom, and chased the old murloc: "Professor! Professor Garcia, please wait."