Hunting College

Stick figures are stick figures after all.

In its simple head composed of rough graphite lines, it can't contain a normal soul at all.

How could the professor bring thugs to the classroom?

This is totally unreasonable.

Before Zheng Qing had time to complain about the strange way of thinking of the stick figure villain, the classroom door slammed open.

Professor Yao hurriedly walked into the classroom with the handouts in his clothes, and two sturdy school workers in gray robes followed him. The school workers carried a wooden box in their hands.

The box is about half a meter high, with red lacquer leather, brass lotus leaf locks, and landscape patterns embedded on the surface of the cabinet. It looks blue and white, like jade.

"Good morning!" The professor simply waved his hand and nodded to the classmates: "You don't need to get up... Sit, sit, just sit down... You two just put the boxes here."

He pointed to the open space next to the lecture table and motioned to the two gray-robed school workers.

The box was heavy, and there was a dull echo when it landed. The two school workers looked really relieved, and they left the classroom straight after saluting the professor slightly.

Zheng Qing poked his head and craned his neck, trying to see what was in the box.

There are many other students with similar ideas, and there is a sudden noise in the classroom from the friction of tables and chairs on the floor.

Only sitting in the back corner of the classroom, the old student Nicholas, who had repeated the grade twice, put an end to these curiosities. He just smiled, and then immersed himself in the exercise book in his hand, not caring about the gradual agitation in the classroom.

"Professor, what's in the box?" Li Meng quickly raised her short arm and asked everyone's questions.

No matter what the course, among all the students, she seems to be the only one who can ignore the frightening field of each professor and dare to raise her own doubts anytime and anywhere.

Professor Yao narrowed his eyes and smiled, instead of answering everyone's questions directly, he asked another question:

"Have you finished your homework?"

The homework of the last spell lesson was not to practice the newly learned spell. In fact, apart from the earliest binding spell, the second spell taught by Professor Yao, Guardian Yuanchen, has not been released until now.

Even if Zheng Qing remembered the mantra formulas of that spell so well, and was able to wave it on the book, he couldn't change his book, let alone successfully release the spell.

Zheng Qing didn't even know what kind of scenes would appear after the spell was released.

As if what the professor had passed to everyone was a wrong spell.

Therefore, after the last class, Professor Yao did not arrange for everyone to practice the "Guardian of Yuanchen" or silently write its mantras after class as usual, but arranged a new task.

Analyze the ‘fa book’.

Each person writes an article of more than 3,000 words, with the subject of ‘knowledge of the book’, with unlimited content, unlimited scope, and unlimited format-except for the number of words, there is no limit.

This means a lot of swing space.

The prose written by Zhang Jixin lists the several books and their endings that he has used since childhood. At the same time, he is impressed by the passage of time-Zheng Qing has never seen this rough man with such delicate brushwork.

Dr. Xiao Da wrote a concise thesis. He briefly summarized the reasons for the rise of Dharma books, magic wands, and the root cause of the decline of hand techniques.

On the other hand, Fatty Xin wrote a three-thousand-word argumentative essay about the types and specifications of the books.

In Zheng Qing's view, this is purely opportunistic.

In Dylan’s words, ‘Fatty’s thesis is just a copy of the product introduction in the Shangyuan Bookstore...without technical content! But the amazing thing is that this assignment actually meets the professor’s requirements...’

In contrast, although Zheng Qing did not have a deep understanding of the book, he accidentally participated in the process of ‘blood refining the book’ when he bought the book, so he briefly described the process of buying the book in a memory.

In any case, the homework left by Professor Yao in the previous class is not that difficult.

But the atmosphere in the classroom, which was originally agitated by the strange big box, quickly calmed down after the professor asked about the homework, so that it was silent.

Although everyone has finished their homework, given Lao Yao's bad taste, no one can guarantee that the professor will not order a student to come on stage to recite his homework in public.

Even Li Meng, who has always been bold and reckless, quietly retracted his arm and hid his body slightly under the desk.

"Haven't you done your homework?" Professor Yao looked at everyone strangely, and frowned.

"I wrote it!" This time, the people in the class replied loudly in unison.

"Why don't you suffocate..." Professor Yao scolded with a smile: "These **** shocked me!... Downton, take homework first, and accept homework for me."

The tall squad leader responded, dragging a heavy pace and beginning to put away a desk.

At the same time, Professor Yao did not remain silent.

He leaned on the podium, took out his pipe from his pocket, knocked it at the table casually, and put it in his mouth again.

There was no stuffed tobacco, no light, and repeated blue smoke rose from the pipe, hiding his face behind the smoke, leaving only a **** back looming in mid-air, like a large dormant beetle. .

"It's been a month since school started...Everyone has learned two powerful spells from me."

"Binding Curse, and Yuanchen Guardian."

"However, I am disappointed."

"So far, it seems that most of the students in the class have not been able to completely cast these two spells."

Zheng Qing remembered the Yuanchen guardian curse that he was still making no progress, and he lowered his head embarrassedly, and turned his gaze to the curse of Yuanchen guardian that was copied in the book.

"I thought about it after I went back."

"This is not entirely your reason...I now know that you don't know a very critical basic issue."

Old Yao brushed the green smoke in front of him, showing a serious expression:

"That is the relationship between the spell and the book."

"This is a very basic question. I should have told you about it in the first class, but I think if you adjust it this way, you will be more impressed with this class."

"Classes are still boring and commonplace."

"Daniel is enough for you to really set foot on the world of spells."

Zheng Qing couldn't help raising his head~www.readwn.com~ There are two keys to learning the spell. One is a spell and the other is a book. "

"The Book of Dharma carries the projection of spells in this world, and the spell is the introduction to this projection."

Professor Yao opened the book on hand and flicked his fingers.

A string of colorful symbols floated from the pages of the book, like a rainbow, splashed onto the blackboard.

A string of scribbled handwriting is gradually displayed as the rainbow disappears:

"When you can't understand these two words correctly, no matter how powerful the spell is, you can't cast it."

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