Hunting College

On the night of the final exam, Zheng Qing was taken directly from the dormitory by Lao Yao to the dean's office①.

Originally, he thought that the dean wanted to ask him for clues related to the crow, but unexpectedly, the old man was just very bored when he was grading papers, so he chatted with him—of course, this kind of rhetoric was just to deceive children—the old man that day Yao gave him a frank, professional, and constructive lecture, and gently but firmly asked him to graduate early.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Zheng Qing felt for no reason that his chances of winning the 'First University Special Contribution Award' had become extremely high.

"Not counting the 'Special Contribution Award' for the time being, there are 20 extra points now."

The young public finance student carefully inserted the quill pen into the pen holder, and stretched out his sleeves reservedly, as if he wanted to see the fingers he was counting more clearly: "Eighty plus twenty is one hundred... two hundred minus one 100 points, 100 points... In other words, I only need to get another 100 points this semester is enough... No, it can be less, I haven't counted the 'reduction'."

He eagerly looked up at the piece of parchment that Su Shijun took away.

On the paper there are some subjects he listed for credit 'reduction'.

The so-called ‘reduction’ of credits means that after verification, the professor of the relevant subject confirms that a certain student has fully possessed the knowledge reserve of the corresponding subject, and can directly give credits for the corresponding subject as appropriate.

If he had followed Lao Yao's suggestion at the beginning—relying on his solid foundation in talismanology and earning credits in related subjects—Zheng Qing felt that he would be able to reduce and exempt a lot of credits.

But the senators in parliament next month seem to have a different view on this.

"Too much."

She shook her head, holding the piece of parchment between her light-white fingers, shaking it rattlingly: "You have listed too many 'reductions'. Forty-five points, twelve compulsory courses for majors! Heh! It's just fantastic! It is impossible for the school to grant you so many reductions. Even if you write the 1,296 basic talismans upside down, it can only prove that you have a solid foundation... There is no advanced professional course that only relies on solid knowledge. The basics can be mastered proficiently. What's more, things like 'reduction and exemption' depend on the teacher."

Zheng Qing pretended not to hear the slight sarcasm in the witch's words.

It was her last sentence that he cared more about.

"Look at the teacher? What do you mean?" The wizard took out the quill that had been inserted into the pen holder, and randomly lit on the parchment in front of him, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "Could it be a subject that I have absolutely no problem with?" , if the teacher disagrees with the reduction, do I have to retake it too?"

"That's right!"

Su Shijun lightly pushed the large pair of red-rimmed glasses on his face, with a serious expression: "No teacher will easily give up the opportunity to improve the average score of his teaching class."

Zheng Qing turned his mind several times before he realized what the witch meant.

Thinking about it, if every student with excellent grades in the class applied for credit deduction, then the average score obtained after calculating the scores of the remaining "crooked melon cracked dates" would definitely make the teacher vomit blood.

And teaching performance is related to the vital interests of teachers.

Jiang Yu, who had been quiet next to him for a long time, suddenly spoke with a bit of hesitation in his voice: "I heard that some people would donate large sums of gold or precious magic materials to the teacher's laboratory in order to obtain the teacher's 'reduction and exemption permit'..."

Isn't this just bribery!

Zheng Qing immediately understood the unfinished meaning in the witch's words.

However, although he is not short of gold now, as Lao Yao said to him in the office that day, as the agent of the husband, what he does does not only represent himself.

"If there is really no way, then we should work harder and choose a few more courses." The wizard tactfully but resolutely denied the well-known wrong path.

"Harsh conditions do not mean there is no hope. As I just said, it is up to the teacher to reduce or reduce such things."

Listening to the conversation between the two young wizards, the corners of Su Shijun's mouth twitched slightly, and he did not comment on Zheng Qing's statement, but threw aside the plush bear hanging on her body, and stretched out his hand to wipe it in front of her face, and a shadow appeared in midair immediately. A large number of small and dense names, like water droplets jumping on the surface of boiling water, jumped out of the water one by one: "This is the list of the current substitute teachers and professors of the First University..."

The "boiling water drops" rose and fell violently, and Zheng Qing vaguely saw the words Yao Xiaomi and Yi Jiazi, but soon, their names were submerged among the other names that jumped up one after another.

"First of all, if you want to get the 'reduction', then the teacher you choose must know you well enough to know that your knowledge reserves meet the requirements for exemption." While speaking, the witch snapped her fingers, and the densely packed names suddenly became vacant. A large area, leaving only a dozen names that Zheng Qing is very familiar with.

Most of them are teachers who have taught him.

"Can't we pass the exam to confirm our eligibility for exemption?" Zheng Qing still didn't give up.

"You have made the mistake of thinking that most of the nine students will make, thinking that the exam can determine everything." Su Shijun shook his finger: "This is back to the point we discussed before-why do those teachers bother?" Trying hard to help you reduce the credits, and then lower the average score in his class—to put it another way, why don’t you think the school allows divination professors to directly determine the grades of each student, or even go further, directly determine whether each student can graduate? ?”

Zheng Qing was speechless.

Indeed, in a sense, the simplest method is often the most complicated and has the greatest after-effects.

"Secondly, the teacher you choose should be relatively rich...that is, rich in the literal sense." The second condition of the witch was a little beyond Zheng Qing's expectations, and what surprised him even more was that, along with this condition, she put a Names that Zheng Qing could not think of were erased from the list of the dozen or so people.

"Teacher Zhang?" The wizard looked surprised~www.readwn.com~ He originally thought that his talisman class lecturer was the teacher who could give him the most credit reduction and exemption - a small half of the credit reduction and exemption courses he listed before were hers .

"Why do you think Zhang Huaigu gave you so many reward credits?" Su Shijun sneered, but she didn't mean much sarcasm: "She is now working hard to save resources for high-level registered wizards, so she is working hard to build her own 'star student' ', hoping that this 'star student' can make her teaching resume more glorious... Under such circumstances, how could she let you go so easily."

Zheng Qing looked out of the window with a gray face.

The cold wind engulfed the pattering raindrops and fell on the windows, like fine needles of cow hair, rustling the glass when they poked, leaving twisted and clear water marks.

What a nasty solar term.

Ps, ① Zheng Qing was captured by Lao Yao is Chapter 512

(end of this chapter)