Hunting College

Late Wednesday night.

There are nine schools, room 101 in the office building.

The First University Professors Joint Conference Jiuyou Branch is having an informal meeting in this conference room.

To be precise, this meeting is not an informal meeting.

On Wednesday evening of the last week of every month, professors will hold regular meetings in this conference room to summarize the results of one month’s work and arrange teaching tasks for the next month-but most of the time, many professors with heavy research tasks will Excuse me to reject this formalist meeting.

But this time is different.

The vice president of First University, who is in charge of the work committee of the school and who is the rotating chairman of the joint professors meeting this month, personally sent a letter asking all registered professors to attend the meeting on time. Those who fail to arrive will be punished.

Obviously, this harsh attitude can explain many things.

In addition, September is the beginning of the school month, and the affairs are complicated; October is also the traditional "hunting moon" of the first university, and various arrangements are even more messy.

So the professors belonging to Jiuyou College rushed to this large conference room just after the darkening day, planning to occupy a comfortable seat, and by the way, discuss with others the annoying ‘little things’ in the college recently.

For example, on the entrance plane at the beginning of the month, the banshee who rushed into the cabin;

For example, those interesting and good seedlings in this freshman, and those aristocratic children whose nostrils are higher than the sky;

Another example is some wild things that sneak into the mansion-especially when the school work committee caught the group of sand.

The professors all secretly rumored that the mortar spit out by the bugs contained a large bucket, enough to bathe the sperm, but they didn’t know what the stingy school committee had hidden these precious experimental materials. local.

"We must let those old misergies vomit some blood this time," a chubby wizard panting and shaking his hat, sitting on a high chair, gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice: "My question about'resonant particles falling The experiment of the energy release stage in the dimensional environment is about to end, and the royal jelly is almost used as a buffer... They even told me to report! Jokes, when will the experiment in the hospital be so troublesome!"

"This month is in charge of the school work committee, so you should be safe." The short wizard sitting next to him persuaded with a calm attitude: "If you are discordant, they will lower your KPI this month. It affects the progress of the experiment next month, but there is nowhere to cry!"

"It turned them back!" The fat wizard was furious, but involuntarily lowered his voice: "This is the wizard's school or the school workers' school... When the old principal was there, this never happened!"

"This is the key to all troubles." Lao Yao didn't know when he stood behind the two wizards and sighed: "Our lovely principal has no idea where to go on vacation... When he comes back, I will report to him. Views."

The two wizards who were chatting quietly started in horror and looked at the smiling middle-aged man in front of him in fear.

"President Yao," the fat wizard wiped the sweat from his forehead and rubbed his hands nervously, and whispered, "Don't bother the principal for such trivial matters...we will discuss and discuss in private...if necessary, we will definitely Report to the courtyard!"

"Don't call me the dean... Call me Professor Yao, or Old Yao will do." Old Yao waved his hand repeatedly to stop the two professors' greetings, and at the same time glanced at the short wizard with a very obvious look.

"Then you talk, I remember that there is a topic that needs to be discussed with Zhang Yu in terms of scheduling." The short wizard looked at the two with a smile, nodding his head, tapping his toes, and quickly slipping into the meeting room. go with.

The fat wizard wanted to cry without tears, looking sadly at the distant companion, but under Lao Yao's gaze, he dared not lift his leg and leave.

"Is there any problem with the thing you just said?" Old Yao raised his eyebrows and looked very surprised: "Will it affect your experiment?"

"No influence, no influence!" The fat wizard waved his hand again and again, and said firmly: "This is difficult, and I can overcome it by gritting my teeth..."

"Since it can be overcome...then you were spreading hate speech on purpose." Professor Yao took out his big pipe from his pocket, stuffed it with tobacco, set it on fire, and took a slow sip.

The light blue smoke floated slowly, blurring and distorting his smiling face.

Looks like a monster that chooses people and eats.

The fat wizard gaped.

Spreading hate speech on campus is not a big crime.

It’s not serious, because most of these things require people’s free testimony, and the degree of interest in the words can be adjusted up and down by the investigators; it’s serious because under the model that the first university governs four colleges, any Remarks that can cause school instability fall into the category of'strike hard'.

"You said," the fat wizard finally realized something, wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a helpless expression: "You tell me what to do."

"That's right," Old Yao eyebrows patted his shoulder with a smile, and said to his ear: "I heard that you have just opened the wine brewed with the soul-returning Yanghua, and you used one hundred and eighty catties to rinse your mouth... …"

"One hundred and eighty catties!" The fat wizard looked at him with a look of astonishment, and shouted: "Robbery! Even if you take a bath, you don't need so much!"

This scream attracted the attention of many wizards in the conference room.

Old Yao quickly grabbed his shoulder and said in a low voice: "You really guessed it...just take a bath... don't worry, don't worry."

As he said, he looked around.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he explained in a low voice: "Do you know the male public servant who came this year in the courtyard."

"It's just a good talisman painting~www.ltnovel.com~ The kid who scared Zhang girl into a fool?" The fat wizard frowned laboriously and muttered: "Ah... I heard that, yesterday, the story went viral, saying yes I fainted in Emma's class...Speaking of which, the wine made by Huihun Yanghuanian does have some special effects on the spirit."

"That's what it means." Old Yao patted his hands, but forgot that he was still holding a pipe.

The pipe was shaken out of a thick blue smoke and a bunch of golden red sparks.

It looked like a fire dragon sneezed.

"Cheat!" The fat wizard rolled his eyes and spread out his hands very helplessly: "Use this wine to calm the soul and wipe the whole body. Where is the need to soak people in... Not to mention whether it will If I soak the hammer, even if I give it, I can’t get that much inventory... This year, the total of the jars will be 30 jin."

"Then come twenty catties!" Old Yao took the big head unceremoniously.

"Haha..." The fat wizard laughed dryly, and raised a round finger.

"Ten Jin?" Professor Yao frowned, his face reluctantly: "Ten Jin is too little... I'm afraid it won't take long."

"Do you still plan to use this kind of remedy as a formal treatment?" The fat wizard retorted weakly: "Moreover, it's not ten catties... it's one catty... everything else has been mentioned by everyone and there are no more."

"One catty!" Old Yao strangely rolled his eyes and got angry.

"One catty is one catty, one catty is enough." Professor Li of Potions grabbed Old Yao from behind and repeatedly discouraged him: "Pay attention to your image, don't yell here."

"Image?" Professor Yao sneered, with disdain on his face: "How much money is the image worth? Everyone in this room doesn't know who is who? If you lose face and clean up the tossing brat, I will take care of myself. I tore it off and wipe the floor for everyone...the left is not enough, then the right one!"