Hunting College

When he got up on Monday morning, Zheng Qing was still thinking about what happened on the hunting ground yesterday afternoon.

According to historical experience, he felt that even after he walked out of the dormitory, he saw a group of wizards dressed in black robes with serious faces and three-pointed sword badges walking around the campus, looking for everyone who participated in the fight yesterday. It seems normal for young wizards to take notes.

But until he finished his morning class and ate his breakfast slowly, he went to the teaching building East 601 to prepare for class, and he never noticed that there were strange figures in the university. Of course, the atmosphere between the students was still very dull, everyone seemed In fear of the punishment that has not landed.

This contrast made him quite surprised.

When he sat in the classroom and opened the "Standard Spell: Freshman in College" in his hand, the young public-funded student still failed to figure out the reason for this contrast.

The first quarter of Monday is Lao Yao's spell class.

Zheng Qing didn't confirm whether this peaceful middle-aged wizard would be furious in today's class. But everything is predicated, he is still well prepared.

"This is what you call a'perfect preparation'?" Zhang Jixin picked up a long piece of parchment on Zheng Qing's table with two fingers, and raised his eyebrows: "A self-review?"

"There is still a plan for improvement." Zheng Qing rubbed his swollen face, and sighed deeply: "It's a full 8,000 words. I wrote it until twelve o'clock last night... In order to show solemnity, I also used it specially. With parchment paper and Matsuyama ink, every word is written personally, neatly written, and completely useless at all!"

"I don't see what effect this parchment can do." The red-faced wizard curled his lips and let go, letting the parchment slowly fall back to Zheng Qing's desk.

"Useful or useless, it is a matter of luck; but writing or not is a question of attitude." Fatty Xin's slow voice came from the front desk: "Maybe it is just a review book. Our original destiny was expelled. With a slight deviation, I have the opportunity to get my own diploma from school..."

What the fat man said was very pertinent.

Some other students who were lying on the table in a daze seemed to have acquired some skills and nodded and said yes.

This makes Zhang Jixin very upset.

"Listen to this, did you write it?" Elder Zhang turned around and looked at the fat man mockingly: "I doubt what you can write..."

Fatty Xin leaned against the wall, raised his eyelids, moved his eyes away from the newspaper in his hand, and hummed nonchalantly, "The review is naturally profound... so I wrote a little more than 10,000 words. Of course, for a journalist who aspires to become a gold medalist. For men, a 10,000-character manuscript is a basic skill..."

Zhang Jixin's flushed face suddenly turned purple.

He looked at the fat man’s expression as if he met the fence goblin yesterday, an urge to cover his head with a big pocket.

"In short, writing a review will not make everyone's situation worse... This is a good way to improve. I suggest you write a copy and let Downton unify and give it to Yao after class." Zheng Qing advised After saying what Elder Zhang said, he raised his leg and kicked the fat man from under the desk: "Let me see if the newspaper...has the public opinion exploded? What do the newspapers say about the incident yesterday? Are there any great wizards in the school? What's the latest opinion?"

The fat man frowned and handed Zheng Qing a copy of the "Beta Town Post" on the table.

His tone also seemed confused.

"This is what makes me strange," the school newspaper reporter scratched his head, with an incomprehensible appearance: "There is no report...There is nothing in the newspapers and magazines outside the school about the mass incident between Jiuyou College and Alpha College. The report...Only the "Buji Island Times" in an article calling on the wizarding community to completely clean up magic pests, said a little bit, "The first university No. 1 hunting ground was caused by a small-scale riot yesterday afternoon because of the fence goblin, forcing the audience to leave early. '...But this is too different from the actual situation!"

Zheng Qing grabbed the thick bulging newspaper and flipped it through quickly.

The front page is not an article about yesterday’s accident; newsletter, nor did the two colleges fight yesterday; hunting news, but there are simple comments on the last round of the school hunting club, but the content is basically about tactics and There is no room for spectators to discuss the hunter.

If it were before yesterday, as the captain of the crime hunting team, the young public student might be patient and read the comments of these games carefully, and maybe even make some notes.

But today, he has no such mood at all.

Zheng Qing didn't even watch the final score of the game yesterday, and quickly turned to the next page.

The commentator’s article is about whether the eligibility for purchase of Fa books needs to be reviewed; Zheng Qing even read the recruitment enlightenment on the middle seam and the advertisements on the last few pages-except for seeing the models in short robes painting Scratching his head in the frame, the young public-funded student did not see more things worth noting.

Next to him, Fatty Xin was still chattering about his own point of view: "It's reasonable to say that such a big thing has happened. If the "Beta Town Post" did not give a large commentator article on the front page, their boss should Fire the editor of the newspaper immediately..."

"Where's the school newspaper?" Zheng Qing raised his head eagerly and looked at the fat man: "You just said that the newspapers outside the school didn't report... What about the school newspapers? Did the school newspaper publish that incident?"

"This is natural!" Hearing Zheng Qing's questioning, Fatty Xin raised his head proudly, and found out from the drawer the school newspaper that had just been sent out this morning: "Yesterday I was busy working overtime until ten o'clock. I was proofreading. The manuscript...otherwise my copy of the inspection would have been finished~www.readwn.com~ Zheng Qing took the school newspaper and opened it immediately.

Below the masthead, a huge photo occupies more than half of the front page.

In the photo, the magic shield was lit up for the first time in the stands of Jiuyou Academy last time, followed by spells flying into the sky. Perhaps because this photo was taken from the rostrum, the angle is very good. Under the sun, the decisive and swift attacks of the students of Jiuyou College were portrayed vividly.

"This photo was chosen by me." Fatty Xin leaned forward and clicked on a few details on the photo. He added quite proudly: "The editor originally planned to use a material provided by Alpha Academy, but their The photo is underexposed and looks a bit gloomy...but the focus of the photo provided by Atlas is not adjusted correctly, the picture is blurry, and the face is not clear..."

Zheng Qing ignored the fat man’s boasting, but quickly flipped through all the reports in the newspaper about yesterday’s incident, including the news on the front page, the commentator’s article on the second page, and the journalists’ comments on the four colleges afterwards. Interview records of some students.

He felt that he needed to rationalize his thoughts.