Hunting High School

Time passed unknowingly in the chaos and noise.

It has been a week since last Saturday's Ching Ming Festival, and it is another Saturday night in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Qing feels that own time is becoming more and more insufficient.

After class every day, he has to do homework and complete the extra intensive training assigned by the professors. This is his punishment for his unsatisfactory test scores in the last semester as a publicly funded student.

If you have a little free time after class, you should pay attention to the operation of the d&k shop. From time to time, the school club association would call club leaders like him to meetings and fill out all kinds of useless forms and reports.

In addition, hunting team training, meetings, soliciting sponsors, formulating tactics and other tasks also require Zheng Qing to squeeze out rest time to complete, and sometimes even require him to sacrifice precious sleep time.

Friday afternoons are a little easier, because after practical classes, many people often have enough time to lie down and rest in the school hospital for a while. If you are lucky enough not to be injured, then taking this opportunity to make up a little more homework is definitely not wrong. Even a down-to-the-second line graph can't tell if you'll have time to do your homework the next day.

On weekends, Zheng Qing is even busier.

On Saturday morning, he will turn into a cat and have a meeting with Colma to discuss how to find the 'Dr. Duzem' who was banned by the school. Until this meeting, Zheng Qing still couldn't find a suitable way to reveal the information he knew to the witch.

On Saturday afternoon, Zheng Qing needs to work as an assistant in Professor Montelia's laboratory. Although Professor Montelia has not yet fully deciphered the cause of Zheng Qing's "pink eye disease", the young wizard has learned a lot in his laboratory.

On Saturday night, Zheng Qing needs to restart the night patrol of Linzhong Lake. 'Fortunately', he was quite familiar with this kind of punishment and got used to it very quickly.

After getting up at noon on Sunday, Zheng Qing devoted four or five hours of precious time in the afternoon to the gypsy witch.

This is as it should be.

After all, there are no two wizards and wizards who are in love, like him and Irina, they are not tired of being together in get out of class, and go their separate ways after class. Only weekends can squeeze out time, sitting politely across a desk , Do homework together.

That's right, most of the time Zheng Qing spent with Irina on Sunday was doing homework, not the hotel.

Sometimes, he even wondered if the two were in a relationship. Or is it like this when other people are in love? Because the other two couples he knew, Xiao Xiao and Sima Yangyun, Nicholas and Liu Feifei also communicated most of the time about learning.

As for other students who are not very familiar with him, because it is a matter of privacy, he can't ask others casually, so he can only bury this kind of matter in his heart, silently depressed. The state of being in love with each other and you talking about each other in the fantasy is only a fantasy after all.

There is also a regular class meeting on Sunday afternoon.

The next day is a new week.

After a simple list, Zheng Qing found desperately that his timetable was full, his freedom had been taken out, and the pressure of chaos was suffocating. He is very envious of Xiao Xiao who can spend a whole day in the library without distraction; also envious of Fatty who can run around the campus with a quill and a notepad, looking for news materials; Zhang Jixin and Zheng Qing are sometimes inexplicably envious for a second.

He often touched his silver pocket watch, imagining that like Mr. Wu, he could put his finger in it, flick the hands of the watch, and find a little more time for himself. Without exception, this kind of imagination will always stop abruptly outside the solid case of the pocket watch.

"Focus! Stay alert!"

An old school worker with a gray beard and a square face slammed the staff in his hand, gave Zheng Qing a stern look, and then turned his eyes to others: "Don't forget what I said before... the time is coming... Zhonghu night patrol is no longer as safe as before, you need to be vigilant at all times, beware of those stinky guys in the lake dragging you into the water and pickling them as food for the winter!"

Zheng Qing quickly let go of his left hand holding the pocket watch, while his right hand tightened his grip on the staff, raised his chest and raised his head, trying hard to show the old school worker his own concentration.

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The old school worker was named Hemingway, who replaced the old man Verne who was demoted and transferred due to work mistakes last semester, and became the new leader of the night patrol team at Linzhong Lake. Compared with old man Verne, old man Hemingway has a more irritable and severe temper. Also, he doesn't own a dog and doesn't like to drink.

"Last semester, we didn't think it was safe to patrol Linzhong Lake at night." Lin Guo whispered behind Zheng Qing.

The corner of the young public finance student's mouth couldn't help but twitch. During the night patrol at Zhonghu Lake last semester, Zheng Qing encountered situations more than once, such as murlocs who went ashore, water turtles drained of time, demonized kappa, and so on. After careful calculation, it is really not safe.

Elder Hemingway obviously heard the muttering of a little wizard in the night.

"That classmate, if you have any opinions, speak up!" He once again struck the staff in his hand heavily, and the qi-death wind lantern hanging on the head of the staff burst into green light for a moment, illuminating the surrounding area brightly.

The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Lin Guo, and frowned: "Which patrol team are you from? Why are you in my team."

As he spoke, he pulled out the roster from his armpit, making a gesture to open it.

Zheng Qing hurriedly trotted a few steps, leaned into the old man's ear and explained in a low voice: "Report to the leader, he is a member of my hunting team... Our hunting team has also received the corresponding security inspection task from the school work committee, so we have this opportunity , so take him on patrol together."

Because the protest of the murloc tribe in Linzhong Lake caused a commotion among insects and rats on the campus, the student union took this opportunity to arrange for each hunting team to strengthen the intensity of night training. merge.

This is a win-win project, and old man Hemingway naturally knows it.

"Your hunting team?" The old man glanced at Zheng Qing suspiciously: "You are still a first-year student, you have your own hunting team?"

Many veteran janitors and even researchers in the school have this common problem. That is, they hardly pay attention to current affairs, and only focus on their respective one-third of an acre of land. But even knowing this, after hearing the old man's suspicious words, Zheng Qing still felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.

Anyway, he is also a public student of the school, has won the Merlin Medal, and has been a "World" of the Grand Arcana. In this school, he is considered a celebrity regardless of size.

Of course, it is definitely inconvenient to say these words of gold on the face in front of the old man.

"Forgiveness hunting team, the hunting team I organized last year." Zheng Qing immediately took out the badge of his own hunting team from his arms: "Last year hunting moon, our hunting team won the first place in the freshman competition of the school hunting competition .”

"Oh, it's the cheating hunting team." The old man suddenly realized.

The smile squeezed on Zheng Qing's face froze immediately.