Hunting College

The sharp cry of the stick figure villain echoed in the classroom.

The noisy atmosphere that was originally noisy quieted down almost instantly.

Everyone is sitting in distress, waiting for the arrival of the professor.

Zheng Qing quickly gathered the newspapers and magazines on the desk into the drawer, then opened the "Standard Spell: Freshman in College", with his arms on the desk, making an expression of careful preparation.

"boom!"

The classroom door was pushed open heavily.

Holding the handout, Lao Yao strode to the podium.

Zheng Qing raised his head slightly and glanced carefully. The professor was stern, his expression very serious.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Old Yao knocked on the desk with his pipe and attracted everyone's attention: "Put away the books! ... There was no regular meeting last night. Before class today, let's talk about a few things! "

"coming."

The wizards sitting in the back row of the classroom glanced at each other calmly, their bodies sitting more and more straight.

"The first thing is the thing that happened on Hunting Ground No. 1 yesterday afternoon."

Unsurprisingly, Lao Yao mentioned this at the beginning of the game. This is also a topic that everyone is most concerned about: "Everyone was on the No. 1 hunting ground yesterday, stand up!"

The young wizards and wizards in the classroom carefully looked at each other, and dreaded to get up.

Zheng Qing sighed and stood up first before the professor on the podium went crazy.

As a public-funded student, he is always more emboldened than others.

With his lead, the others seemed to let go of their burdens, and one after another pushed away the stools to get up. For a while, the classroom was filled with the squeaking sound of the chairs rubbing against the floor.

Soon, most of the people in the classroom stood up-as freshmen, everyone is very enthusiastic about any group activity. If you are in a sophomore or junior class, there will be fewer people going to the stands. Half; in the senior year, the heavy academic pressure and the registered wizard exam can drive most people crazy. Except for those outstanding students who have solved these problems very early, few seniors are in the mood to sit in the stands and accompany a group of people. The grade guys chat and laugh heartlessly.

Lao Yao hugged his arms and slowly paced back and forth on the podium. From time to time, he raised his head and looked at the standing young wizards. He seemed to be considering how to educate these young people.

Once, twice, three times.

"I'm very disappointed." This is the first sentence Old Yao said: "I'm very disappointed with you."

He stopped and stood behind the lecture table, holding the edge of the table with both hands, frowning, and said sadly: "As a member of Jiuyou Academy, like those students in blue robes, he is full of thoughts. Solving problems with violence...Of course, I don’t have an opinion on the style of the Star Academy, but I think that as students of the Jiuyou Academy, you should have your own style and choices!"

"But the exam can't stop the group of fenced fairies." Zheng Qing silently slandered in his heart. He really couldn't imagine what other characteristics and styles Jiuyou Academy had besides exams.

Apart from throwing spells at each other, is there any other way they can stop Alpha Academy’s attack?

Maybe you can go to Dan Hagg to appeal? The premise is that they can get out of the guardian formation of the first university, and the judges of the Supreme Court of Wizards accept a group of young wizards because of conflicts and ideological conflicts.

Oh, there seems to be a circuit court on Phuket Island, but the young public-sponsored students are very doubtful that the circuit judge will accept their appeal.

On the podium, Yao Mo scolded the young wizards in the hall. From their reckless behavior, to their irresponsible behavior, to their untidy clothing, and sloppy mastery of spells—especially the last point, Zheng Qing felt that Yao was very concerned about this.

Maybe if the spells on the stands of Jiuyou Academy were thrown more quickly and accurately, the professor's attitude would be slightly better? After all, he is a professor of spells, and if the students have a good grasp of spells, he can also be slightly satisfied from another aspect.

The young public-sponsored student lowered his head, while thinking wildly, while squeezing a painful expression, nodded from time to time, as if expressing unconditional support for the professor's words.

This is a very wise choice.

Old Yao scolded him for five minutes, maybe ten minutes. In short, when the sweeping elf in the classroom refilled him with a new cup of hot tea, the professor finally stopped and took a few seconds to rest.

"...All the students who participated in that incident yesterday, everyone, hand me a review book of more than 5,000 words before the holiday this Friday!" At this point, Lao Yao raised his voice and emphasized: "It must be Profound! Introspect deeply about yourself, whether there is anything wrong and what is wrong! As a student of Jiuyou College, what should you do in the face of this kind of thing! If there are improvement measures, absolutely cannot be perfunctory!

"If you write less than 5,000 words, one less word will be deducted one credit!"

"I see if you can increase your memory!"

Zheng Qing blinked, took a deep breath, raised his foot, and carefully kicked Zhang Jixin in front of him.

The red-faced wizard looked at the professor on the podium with blank eyes, and said nothing.

Zheng Qing noticed that the review book on the number of words on his desk had just written less than 20 lines. It is estimated that the total number of words will never exceed 600 words.

This is really a sad story.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Puff..." Fatty Xin sitting in front of Zheng Qing couldn't help but lowered his head, trying to restrain himself from laughing.

"Banna? Do you have an opinion?" Old Yao looked at the fat man sternly.

"No, Professor." Fatty Xin raised his head quickly, his face was filled with tears at some point, and his tone choked: "I just feel sorry for my behavior yesterday and feel ashamed of a nine-year student. "

Hearing what he said, Lao Yao's expression suddenly eased a lot.

Zheng Qing looked at Fatty with great admiration. He felt that he would never be able to be so cheeky in his life.

The school should award him a golden figure. The young public-funded student thinks in his heart that even if he can't be a qualified reporter, he will definitely become an excellent actor.

After the reprimand, Lao Yao mentioned several other things.

One thing is the "Academy Cup" dance party this Saturday. He hopes that everyone can spare time to participate.

"This is a very good social occasion. I hope that you will participate more in this kind of activities, which will be very good for your growth." When the professor concluded this topic ~www.ltnovel.com~, once again emphasized: "...Of course , Again, don’t do anything! If there is another accident like yesterday, in the second half of the year, don’t think that the school will allow you to organize any event!"

Another thing is the freshman hunting game.

"In view of the changes in the arrangement, the freshman hunting game will be held this weekend ahead of schedule. The time is from one to five o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday." Lao Yao said, raising his eyelids and glanced around: "I remember some students in the class organized themselves. The hunting team, planning to participate in this year's freshman hunting competition?"

Zheng Qing couldn't help holding up the air, and straightened his body a bit.

He noticed that Downton and Matthew Cullen also seemed to be more focused.

"Very good, very good." The professor nodded, with a smile on his face for the first time today: "For you, this is a very good exercise opportunity... Everyone has only This time I have the opportunity to participate in the freshman competition. No matter what the result is, it is memorable; no matter what the final result is, I will give every student who participates a little credit encouragement."

"This is what you deserve."