Hunting College

The sparrow outside the window talks a lot on the paulownia tree.

The depressive atmosphere, it feels like before the rainstorm in summer.

However, under the control of the school's meteorological supervisor, the rainstorm did not fall under this practical examination after all. Instead, the sky was full of red clouds, which painted the entire school in its favorite color.

Zheng Qing stared out the window in a daze, seeing the original emerald green leaves dyed into autumn maple leaves. For a while, he forgot what time it was.

When he recovered, several other guests in the ward had already started to talk about writing a career planning book.

Zheng Qing also knows about career planning. After entering the sophomore year, there is a career plan in the first semester of elective courses. The purpose is to give these young wizards a clear understanding of their careers after college and a clear goal for the future of magic.

Specific to the ‘career planning book’, it is probably the summer homework of these young wizards. They need to spend a summer vacation to list their plans and how they plan to achieve related goals before the next semester starts.

Originally this should be a very serious, very serious matter.

But for these young wizards who are just eighteen or nineteen years old, things in ten or even twenty or thirty years are so far away, so far away, that many people regard this planning book as a'dream'. To write.

Just like Zhang Jixin.

When mentioning his career plan, he was full of longing: "...I want to ride around the world in a four-wheeled carriage! The pumpkin cart pulled by the rabbit is a bit too small for me, and I still prefer the western style. ."

"I thought you would choose to join a certain hunting team and go to the new world." Fatty Xin was surprised at the choice of the red-faced wizard: "Will your family agree?"

"This is my career plan!" Zhang Jixin emphasized without confidence.

The fat man glanced at his head pityingly: "I hope that after you tell this plan, you won't be beaten up by your brothers."

Unlike Fatty, Xiao Xiao is more pertinent to Zhang Jixin's plan.

"Very good wish, but poor practicability, and may not be able to get a good evaluation from the teacher." He patiently peeled his hand on the apple, and said slowly:

"My father told me that there are only two kinds of people in this world who travel around the world and make homes, one is a circus person, and the other is a person who is on the run. I think you are not the kind of person who likes to wear red nose decorations. , Or people who paint their faces and beat monkeys and elephants with whips."

"Isolate and ignorant, cliché." Without the understanding and support of his companions, Zhang Jixin was slightly discouraged, but he quickly turned his goal to Xiao Xiao: "What about you? What are your plans for the future?"

"I?"

The Dr Under the second window, while basking in the sun, drinking coffee..."

"I see, do you want to open a library?" The red-faced wizard suddenly realized: "Indeed, it matches your habits very well. When you open a library, you don't need to worry about running out of books."

"No, I think he just wants to work in the library." The fat man was obviously more cautious.

"Key! Key! Students."

Zheng Qing also got interested, knocked on the railing beside the hospital bed, and interjected: "In such a leisurely life, why do you only see work? I think the doctor wants to be that leisurely old man."

Xiao Xiao glanced at the noisy people, did not comment, but continued: "...One time, I finally couldn't help but ask the old man, "What are you looking at?" In fact, what I want to ask is that he watched it so many times. Isn’t it tired? Then the old man enthusiastically told me the story of "The Old Man and the Sea"... It was indeed an interesting story. It was about an old fisherman named Santiago who went out to sea to fish. He didn't catch a fish for fourteen days, and then on the eighty-fifth day, he caught an eighteen-foot-long, 1,500-pound salmon..."

Hearing this, Zheng Qing finally couldn't help but interrupted: "You have digressed too far! We just want to know what job you want to do after graduation... In addition, San Diego caught a big marlin, not Malaysia. Salmon."

"It's all small talk anyway... don't you think the story I tell is inspiring?"

Xiao Xiao helped his glasses indifferently, and leaned a glance at the patient on the bed: "I don't want to look through the graduation guestbook in the future, and the message someone left you is'He has a broad mind as the sea', a message to me. It’s, “He’s a good guy, and he never goes off topic when chatting.””

Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin looked at Zheng Qing silently, then looked at the doctor again, neatly nodded slightly, indicating that he was right.

Zheng Qing felt the blue veins on his forehead jump.

Just before he could think of a refutation, Xiao Xiao immediately turned back to the topic: "...In short, that conversation left a deep impression on me. After that day, I have never had such a good drink again. I’ve got my coffee. So I’ve been thinking about opening a good coffee shop when I grow up, right next to the library."

This sharp turn caught everyone off guard.

The little elf wearing a white veil held the thick medicine candle and flew to the ceiling to replace the burnt out old candle. Soon, a dim and reassuring light lit up in the ward.

Zhang Jixin gave a dry cough and pushed Fatty: "What about you? How do you plan to write your planning book?"

"Me?" The fat man's mouth was stuffed with fruits—Zheng Qing doubted that he came to visit him more to eat those delicious fruits—which made his voice a little bit muffled:

"I told you on the first day of school that I will be a great wizard from now on! Is the great wizard still afraid of not having a job? Even if I only receive the allowance of the Alliance Grand Wizards Council, I can afford a castle."

This plan sounds very clear, but it is a bit unreliable. Especially his plan after becoming a great wizard is as funny as farming with a golden **** after becoming an emperor.

Zhang Jixin looked at the fat man with a pineapple in his mouth and bulging cheeks. He shook his head and looked at Zheng Qing: "What about you? What are your plans?... Well, marriage doesn't count, bigamy doesn't count."

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes.

"I think the dentist has a good future."

The young public servant was lying on the bed with his head in his arms, looking at the swaying blue fire on the ceiling, and lazily said: "Think about it, there are so many vampires, werewolves, zombies, ogres and other magical creatures in the wizarding world. Many people don’t have the good habits of Dylan, nor do they have his dental insurance."

"And those monsters often use teeth, causing their tooth loss rate to be much higher than other magical creatures. This time in the black prison, I saw those monsters with rotten teeth, mutilated, crooked... They smashed their mouths."

"This is a huge blue ocean market with broad prospects for development. I think DK can also try to develop this business."