Hunting College

Sunday night.

Before the class meeting begins.

Zheng Qing was the first student to arrive in classroom 601 in the east teaching building.

Because there was no one in the classroom, the little stick figure looked very lackluster. He just glanced at the young teaching assistant and was minding his own business on the white paper, holding his potato-like head and arranging a few sparse hair on his head. hair.

The reason why Zheng Qing came to the classroom so early was that it was already close to three o'clock in the afternoon when he left the teaching assistant group's conference room. At this time, he rushed back to the dormitory. After completing one or two assignments, he had to rush to the teaching building. It will waste half an hour.

For Zheng Qing at this time, nothing is more precious than time.

Furthermore, during the nearly six-hour meeting from morning to afternoon, Zheng Qing spent most of his time studying in a state of higher efficiency than usual. The result of this period of intense study was to walk out of the conference room and bathe in the Under the bright sunshine in the afternoon, he had a strong feeling that if he returned to the dormitory now, he would definitely fall asleep directly.

Going to the classroom can avoid this situation to a certain extent.

But obviously, Zheng Qing overestimated his perseverance and underestimated his fatigue.

Sitting alone in the classroom before finishing an assignment—to be precise, just after his quill left the first line of words on the parchment—the young wizard fell into a drowsy state. Fortunately, he fell asleep before , he always had an invisibility charm hanging on his body, so he didn’t have to worry about being bagged in his sleep.

"Jinyu Zhubei." Before Geng Hao answered lazily, he asked in surprise: "You should have asked the people to answer the password... Do they think that operation is too troublesome and have they agreed to execute it?"

"Of course it is!"

"...Does it mean that the more hunting teams you join, the less money you will get?"

"...Why do his words sound so much like what Brother Zha said! I know how to understand big words. After all, a small part of my energy is focused on how to seduce a beautiful wizard. As the main hunter of the Exoneration Hunting Team, he is also the other member of the hunting team. With one head, does he even care about the supporters of the hunting team? It’s such an embarrassment to his brother! Handling the relationship between a bad hunting team and its supporters is a skill that every successful hunting team must master!”

Geng Hao's expression froze slightly.

At that time, Xiao Xiao seemed to remember something, took out my white-shell notebook, turned a few pages, and tentatively looked at Geng Hao: "Jiguang Pianyu?"

In the groggy state, the unfamiliar voices of my companions could be heard vaguely in my ears—

"...Don't you have any supporters for forgiveness? Why have you never heard of it!"

"I've always been there." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, rolled up the damaged bamboo slips behind his face, and indicated with his eyes: "After you come, I will be outside."

The large corner suddenly fell into silence. At the same time, under Zheng Qing's seat, a patch of light and shadow shivered, revealing the figure of a young public-funded student yawning.

"If he fell asleep." Zhang Jixin rubbed his chin and miscalculated the truth of the matter.

"Why did I hold back my voice for so long?" Fatty Xin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Xiao with a look of complaint: "Why did he tell you earlier!"

The quills dancing under the parchment all staggered. The fat wizard tightened his grip on the donut and glanced slowly from right to left. His eyes fell first on the aisle and he raised his voice:

"...The Star Hunting Team said that they will definitely participate in the competition. In this way, apart from hunting and tickets, including gambling, game peripherals, etc., I will not have any share of your income... Of course, it will be shared with my hunting team. …”

"Yes." Zheng Qing nodded and counted on his fingers: "In addition to Lao Yao Li, there are also Qian Zhouzhou, deputy director of the school working committee, Margaret Xiunan, deputy dean of Atlas, and Professor Simon, deputy dean of Starry Sky College. , Alpha Vice President Professor Charles...and all members of the teaching assistant team.”

Zheng Qing opened his eyes in a daze, wanting to see who was so cowardly, but unexpectedly, he saw the fat wizard's face. At this moment, I was holding a manuscript in one hand and a donut in the other. , I was reviewing the manuscript while having morning tea. Several quills of the same color danced happily under the parchment under the direction of my gaze, outlining a series of circles and dots of different colors, as well as deletion symbols.

How presumptuous!

The fat wizard hurriedly put the crumpled donut out of his mouth, and changed the subject in a clear voice: "How was your day? What is the content of the general meeting of the assistant teaching team? Is there really no secret weapon? Is it necessary? Look carefully, the doctor you signed the contract with cannot testify."

After a while, I answered honestly: "Yes."

"I know how your day was, I know the content of general meetings, and I know there are no secret weapons." After saying that, the young assistant couldn't help but yawn again, and the corners of his eyes felt sour.

"What do you know?" The fat wizard frowned.

"He also asked you." The doctor spread his hands.

"This is an illusion he had outside his dream."

"Brother Zha is here?"

"...That's for sure...the fewer hunting teams participating, the fewer supporters of the same hunting teams will come. UU Kanshu www.uukｎｓ.com With fewer viewers, the handicap around the hunting competition and betting will be smaller. The income will be less.”

"Did he agree to answer Fatty's question because of danger?" Xiao Xiao obviously understood the meaning of Geng Hao's answer just now.

"...Hunting team manager? Yours? Lin Guo? Is he kidding?"

"...The hunting team manager is not responsible for that kind of thing."

Several companions looked at each other.

"You heard the nice things he said about you behind your back." Zheng Qing rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"Nonsense." I muttered, my voice less hoarse because I had just woken up.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile, but immediately noticed the doctor's lowered eyelids, and quickly stopped his smile, and slowly explained: "You really know... Today has been hard, empty, and tense, so you know How to describe it; I have arranged some "big tasks" for you during the general meeting, and I have not said anything substantive. You have been doing homework for half the time outside the meeting room; you don't have this secret weapon yet, to use Lao Yao's words. The answer is not 'You know they've all heard a few rumors of this and that, but you now very clearly need to tell them that all they've heard is big talk'…"

Before Zheng Qing came up with the idea of ​​using the 'meeting code' to identify his identity next weekend, several witches in dormitory 403 found it boring at first, but they only persisted for seven days before they complained and protested against such cumbersome and dangerous measures. Due to pressure, Zheng Qing had no longer asked Xiao Jia to remember the new password that was constantly being changed in the past two days. Therefore, he was quite surprised when he heard Xiao Xiao read out the last password he used yesterday. .

"Lao Yao presided over the general meeting of the teaching assistant team?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and interrupted Zheng Qing's words, his tone concealing his surprise.