Hunting College

Zheng Qing hurriedly filled in the names of Jiang Yu and Downton on the voting sheet, then crumpled them into a ball and threw it away. The ball of paper fluttered in the sky, stretching out its long slender neck and wings, turning it into a small cyan The bird flew to the podium crookedly.

Similar to him, many students in the class did not waste too much thought on electing the monitor, but instead focused on another group of paper cranes flying from the podium to the understage—these paper cranes were filled with bellies. Their final exam results-this may be Yao's evil taste. When the students submitted the voting sheets, he also turned everyone's transcripts into paper cranes and flew off the stage.

For a time, dozens of paper birds flew towards each other over a small classroom. From time to time, two ran into each other, struggling awkwardly amidst the whispered exclamations of the witches, struggling to flap their wings, The target flew away.

Zheng Qing stared closely at the group of paper cranes that set off from the podium, watching their numbers decrease, from dozens to dozens, until the upper right corner of the classroom, there were only four left. .

Then he raised his head and watched the four paper cranes flapping their wings unhurriedly and landed on the desks of the four hunters of the Youxin Hunting Team.

One of them fell in front of him.

Zheng Qing stretched out his palms and stretched out in front of the paper cranes. The paper cranes stretched their necks gracefully, pecked the palms of the young wizard's hands, then spread his wings, and in a blink of an eye, a pale blue transcript was unfolded.

Then Zheng Qing immediately froze in place.

Because the transcript is blank.

Just as he was hesitant to raise his hand and asked if he sent the wrong list, a line of words appeared on the pale blue transcript:

—The first university Jiuyou College upgraded transcript for the 2008-2009 academic year.

The neat regular scripts surfaced for the first time, and then disappeared, replaced by a row of slightly smaller bold letters-in this report card, the individual subject scores are calculated on a hundred-point system, and the total score is 900 points from the usual score (10%) and mid-term scores. (20%), final written test score (35%) and final practical score (35%) are composed of four parts.

(The results displayed have been summed up by the final examination review committee. If you have any questions, please contact the counselors, and you can apply for the relevant test papers in writing)

(The final grades of Zheng Qing are as follows)

-Mantra: 95 (9+18+33+35)

—Fu Luxue: 100 (10+20+35+35)

-Divination: 89 (6+18+30+35)

—Astronomy: 90 (7+17+32+35)

—The history of magic: 93 (9+18+31+35)

—The philosophy of magic: 90 (9+16+30+35)

-Potions: 91 (8+18+30+35)

—Life class: 95 (10+18+32+35)

—Alchemy: 85 (5+14+31+35)

Total score (828 points), comprehensive evaluation (excellent).

Another note: The student did not participate in the final exam practice assessment. In view of his submission of practice assessment appeals, referring to his first-year practice experience, the first university Jiuyou College Examination Review Committee reviewed and reviewed by the First University Professors Joint Conference. Students who have excellent performance in practice will be counted as full marks.

Zheng Qing held this thin report card and carefully calculated every number on it, especially the final remarks, and read it word by word several times with patience. The panic and confusion in his heart was finally explained-it turned out that he practiced at the end of the term. All the exams were scored full marks!

No wonder the two guys, Matthew Cullen and Downton, can be suppressed, and once again get the quota of public students.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing subconsciously raised his head and looked to the front row of the classroom. There were two other public-funded students there, and they were all ranked ahead of him!

"Really abnormal." Xinke (old) public-funded student murmured, muttering to himself. He obtained 35% of his practice scores as if he was cheating, and he was still under pressure by the two witches. It is completely impossible to imagine how many points they scored in other achievements.

"What?" Xiao Xiao tilted his head and glanced at him.

Zheng Qing immediately regained his gaze: "No...nothing, I mean, my performance in practice has taken a big advantage."

As he said, he craned his neck and looked at Xiao Xiao's report card: "Let me see how much your other grades are... Fuck, ruthless!"

Unlike Zheng Qing who scored one hundred points in only one talismanic study, the string of one hundred points on Dr. Xiao's transcript is particularly dazzling, with a minimum of 95 points, so that Zheng Qing only glanced at it and felt that his eyes were covered. It's hot and painful.

But he couldn't help but glance again.

"Yes, this result is silly." Dr. Xiao took off his black-rimmed glasses and sighed sadly while rubbing the lenses.

Fatty Xin turned around laboriously, squeezed to Zheng Qing's side, and looked at the doctor's transcript together.

"Fuck, ruthless!" He yelled out the same words as the young public student, and couldn't help but shook his fist in front of the doctor: "Is it because of that public student's quota?"

"You want me to give it to you, nothing else!" Zheng Qing vowed, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth. He really wanted to change the name on Xiao Xiao's report card to his own.

Xiao Xiao put his glasses on the bridge of his nose again, turned his head and looked out the window, her voice became more and more melancholy: "You don't understand..."

"Don't know what?"

Zhang Jixin also read his transcript. He just turned around and heard the doctor's sigh. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the list in Zheng Qing's hand. He looked at it and raised his eyebrows: "How is your magic history ninety-five? ?"

"Fuck, is ninety-five very low?" Fatty Xin exclaimed, "My magic history is only over eighty points... ninety-five is almost one of the top scores in the whole year!"

"No, no, you are different from the doctor." The red-faced wizard flicked the report card in his hand and gave Xiao Xiao a meaningful glance.

Fatty Xin was only dull for a few seconds, and suddenly he suddenly said, "Oh, the history of magic is Mr. Sima's class...you are dead, doctor. With so many full marks in other subjects, history is only ninety-five...you are dead. "

Boom, boom, boom!

On the podium, Professor Yao knocked his fingers on the table, attracting the attention of the whole class. The low buzzing discussion in the classroom quickly subsided. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"If you have any questions about the test scores, please report back as soon as possible. You only have one week for the next week." Old Yao bit his pipe, but his voice was unambiguous: "At the same time, next week will be the students who failed to take the corresponding courses and submit the application. Material time, all processes must end before next weekend..."

"Failed?" Zheng Qing looked down at his test paper, then turned to look at several of his companions: "What do you mean by failing? Did you fail? With such scattered weight, it's hard to fail!"

Fatty Xin glanced at him faintly: "Do you know that talking like this is easy to get beaten."

"Then you just voted!" On the podium, Professor Yao raised his voice slightly, suppressing the recurring waves in the audience, he lowered his head and glanced at the pile of voting sheets in his hand: "...I won't read the specific number of votes, 2009- The two monitors for the 2010 school year are still Downton and Jiang Yu. Welcome!"

There was a sparse, unexpected applause in the classroom.

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