Hunting College

　　 The feeling of tumbling in his stomach kept rising, making Zheng Qing's laughter abruptly stopped.

　　 Not far away, Li Meng sat on the ground with a pale face, tears streaming down, and his lips trembled as if he wanted to say something.

　　 Pigeon Xiaobai cooed, circling around her. Poseidon's head came out of her robes and rushed to the ground, still seeming to be a little dizzy. He staggered for two steps, lying on the ground and refused to move.

　　 The blue bird held his sword, tried to straighten his waist, and sat cross-legged.

　　 Xiao Xiao took out his notebook, laid it out on the ground, and quickly recorded on it with trembling hands.

　　 The little monk and the burgundy-haired beauty are invisible.

　　 New students with messy robes squatted on the ground to pant, squatted and retched, or sorted their clothes. In groups of three to five, scattered into a large area.

　　 Zheng Qing touched the smooth sand at the bottom of her hands, her face couldn't stop smiling.

　　 Although there is no sound, and there is still an indescribable dizziness still covering him, but a sense of security that has never been seen gently rises from under him, making people feel at ease.

After 　　 emptiness, it is great to be able to feel the solid earth.

After 　　 was weak, it was great to be able to feel the strength of my breathing.

"We just felt the despair that these little elves had experienced before." Tears still couldn't help overflowing from his eyes. Zheng Qing wiped his face casually, smiled, and looked at everyone: "I think they have the right to feel our feet now. The feeling of the earth."

　　 Li Meng looked at him blankly and nodded repeatedly.

　　 The blue bird held the sword and nodded slowly.

　　 Xiao Xiao raised his head and glanced at him, then returned his attention to the notebook in front of him.

　　 Not far from the beach, is a square paved with white marble. The white and clean slate shone dazzlingly in the sun.

　　 In the center of the square stands a magnificent stone gate.

　　 The stone gate is located on a stone platform. In the center of the door lintel is hung the emblem of the first university: a black triangle on a circular wooden base. On both sides of the gateposts is Confucius' motto: Learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is perishable. The door frame is engraved with ornate reliefs, and the light of five colors shines through these sculptures, covering the stone gate in a gorgeous coat.

　　 An old man with a silver-haired shawl, a western face, and a tall, black robe stood peacefully at the entrance of the square without saying a word. The noisy freshmen couldn't help quieting down and staying in place.

　　 The old man stroked a thick book of Dharma and flipped it from time to time. Strips of silver-white light were sprayed from the book, rushing into the sea of ​​clouds, and rolling the embarrassed newcomers onto the beach in front of the square.

　　 Not far away, the senior students chatted and laughed one by one Yan Yan, in groups of three or five, floating down the sky like skiing. They looked at the embarrassed newcomer with narrow eyes, with a satisfied expression.

　　 "Dark psychology." Zheng Qing thought of some details when he got out of the cabin and secretly slandered.

　　 After the senior students landed, they bowed respectfully to the old man at the entrance of the square, lined up in a neat row, passed through the square of white marble, and floated in through the small gates on both sides of the stone gate.

　　 "Do you know why the school uses such a terrifying way of getting out of the cabin?" Zheng Qing looked at Xiao Xiao.

　　 "It is said that a qualified wizard needs a strong heart. You don't know when your laboratory will create a jalapeño, or Frankenstein." Xiao Xiao answered calmly.

　　 "In other words, you know we will fall off the plane!" Zheng Qing squinted at him, squeaking his fingers.

　　 Xiao Xiao quickly lifted up his notebook, opened it, and leaned in front of Zheng Qing: "The fifth paragraph of Article 1 of the school regulations is to be punished in front of the school gate as a warning, and five points will be deducted!"

　　 Zheng Qing's arm stretched towards the gray cloth bag froze on his side.

　　 He didn't want to carry a warning just after entering school.

　　 Xiao Xiao smiled maliciously.

　　 Then he screamed.

　　 Li Meng kicked viciously behind him, angrily: "Tell you not to say it!"

　　 Poseidon and the pigeon Xiaobai followed the little girl and rushed forward aggressively.

　　……

　　For a long time, when everyone fell on the ground, the old man's hoarse voice sounded clearly in the square: "Remember today's lesson and feel the meaning of living. This is the beginning of your learning."

　　 Zheng Qing is at a loss, is this a class? What is the subject? Feel the meaning of being alive? If the wizard's courses are so mysterious and mysterious, it will be difficult to keep up with the rhythm. He looked at other people worriedly.

　　 Fortunately, the freshmen around are all the same confused faces.

　　 The old man didn't have any explanation, just opened the black book in his hand.

　　 "Gao Gao Gao goes out of the sun, and learns the style of the valley."

　　 With a thin hand brushing the black Dharma book, a gentle warm wind blows from all directions, enveloping all the newly-born bodies, sweeping away the water vapor all over them, and also sweeping away the panic and exhaustion under them.

　　 This is the power of wizards! Zheng Qing felt this warm breeze in excitement, remembering the thunder curse that Thomas released in Damingfang, and yearned for this magical power in his heart.

　　 "Now line up to keep up with your seniors. Get ready to enter the university temple and start your new path of search!"

　　 The old man put away the book, turned and walked towards the tall Chinese door.

　　 The freshmen were silent for a few minutes, and immediately fell into the noisy noise.

　　 "How to line up?" Zheng Qing looked at the colorful robes on the square, a little dazzled.

　　 "Look at the robe."

　　 "Robe?"

"Jiuyou Academy has red robes, Alpha Academy has white robes, Atlas has yellow robes, and Star Academy has blue robes. The professors, lecturers, and teaching assistants of the college are generally black robes, but they will wear different badges. Distinguish the specific levels; there are some gray robes, belonging to the school workers. Don't underestimate them, many school workers are retired old professors, and even old deans."

　　 Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, already able to distinguish the general identity of the wizards around him. There were red-robed wizards around him, and the wizards of other colors also gathered together. Several black-robed professors and gray-robed school workers were dotted in it.

　　 The other freshmen also gradually touched the doorway, and the four-color and distinct team began to take shape.

　　The black and gray wizards standing in the freshman team all smiled with satisfaction.

　　 Zheng Qing stood in the middle of the team.

　　 A thin boy next to him looked enviously at the pets in their arms.

"I've always been curious about why life can't be contained in the storage device." The thin boy tossed his trolley box and hummed: "I always wanted to bring the stiff green hair at home. It is said that the school environment has some influence on it. Good. But my interviewer doesn't allow it."

"The notice says that you can't bring high-risk magical lives. If you want to be favored by girls in college, you can't bring anything more dangerous than the elf." His companion was also in a red robe, and looked helpless at this time. Answer: "As for why the storage box cannot hold life, I don't know."

　　 "Maybe it's because the wizard's supplies contain a certain substance that other lives don't possess." Zheng Qing couldn't help but interject.

　　 "It makes sense!" The skinny boy looked at Poseidon and nodded repeatedly.

"Stupid!" Xiao Xiao gritted his teeth, glanced at the whispering guys, and groaned: "Okki's theorem, one of the 13 basic axioms, the deduction theorem of the Taiyuan Axiom: different space dimensions The life constants are inconsistent. Didn’t you graduate from middle school?"

　　 Zheng Qing looked at Xiao Xiao's black-rimmed glasses blankly, and resisted the urge to take his brain out and eat it.