Hunting High School

"...A beautiful back run, Rhodes threw away the hunters surrounding him, jumped out of the pocket, and the Flamingo team regained the initiative of the game. Twelve points! We must admit that hunting is a matter of talent Yes. Few hunters realize they are in a ring when they are in a ring..."

A familiar yet abrupt voice overwhelmed the broadcast, and rang very loudly in Zheng Qing's ear: "The hunter with the most Talent in our forgiveness is probably the scumbag."

"Isn't the Elder considered to be a Talent?"

"Me? I just worked harder and trained more than others. Brother Zha is really good. He didn't know about hunting before he entered the school, but he led us to win the freshman championship in the end!"

"More importantly, he still has time to be a scumbag, talking about several girlfriends, it's just crazy!"

Amongst the echoing voices, mixed with the sizzle-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-chi of the morning glory:

"... Doflamingo rode Andre in the face with a bear spell in Madrid last month... Andre, the fiery hunter from Kaliningrad, will he use a more humiliating one today? How to save own's face? This is a scene worth looking forward to... Many people are sneaking, and many people are approaching! Shadow thorn! The wild monster king has been fatally hit! Oh, no, Miss Bella of the fire year has long been waiting There, Scarlet gave the opponent a perfect demon head! The other hunters of the Scarlet Hunting Team had their eyes red, but they couldn't catch up with Miss Bella, and she had already run to a safe zone two hundred meters away... "

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Another voice overwhelmed this broadcast, and said enthusiastically: "I have always liked beauties like Miss Bella, who are well-groomed and have a good personality!"

"Ha, if you want to chase Miss Bella, unless you enter the Four Great Hunting Groups in the New World, or become great wizards at a young age like Senator Su and Senior Sister Kerma!"

"Their personalities are all human designs! Do you know the human designs? It's just for the public to see, it's completely different from their private appearance... Believe me, I've been working on the school newspaper for so long, I don't care about such things clear!"

"I didn't say I like her in reality." The first voice retorted loudly: "If you like it, you must have it? I just look at it from a distance and I am satisfied."

"There's a word for this attitude, it's called licking the dog."

"You are not a dog licker, you are a vampire licker, or a licker for short."

A roar of laughter mixed with a certain vampire's furious cursing made the announcement behind the trumpet flower weaker and weaker:

"...Green Hunting Ground, today is another glorious day. The Flamingo team has led the Scarlet Hunting team four to three! The number of hunters on the field is now three to four, and the Flamingo has completely interrupted the Scarlet Hunting possibility. Because the scarlet team has no more powerful players on the bench, their main players are now lying on the beds in the emergency room... The next hunting match will be the last game of the scarlet team this year..."

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The familiar chatting voices of friends and the broadcasting voices of trumpet flowers mixed with sizzle-la-la-la-la noises rang alternately in Zheng Qing's ears, making them particularly noisy.

He feels like own ears are like a radio with aging parts, and it is difficult to make it work properly even if the last bit of potential is squeezed out.

When he realized this, the originally distant and vague voices were much closer, as if someone had tapped the horns of morning glory on his ears.

At the same time, a bright red and dazzling color suddenly lit up, like a rope falling into the abyss, pulling his consciousness out of the darkness.

Zheng Qing's eyelids moved, opening a gap.

The dazzling light immediately shone on his eyeballs, causing him to subconsciously close his eyelids and retract his gaze. Even so, he still felt that his eyelids were hot, as if a hot magma was brewing and erupting under his eyelids.

"water."

He grunted and moaned in a low voice: "...water!"

The originally noisy environment suddenly quieted down, Zheng Qing struggled to open his eyelids, and then closed them again, muttering, repeating that word.

He felt that his tongue didn't seem to be his own anymore, it became dull and numb.

Hula!

It seemed that a small wind brushed his cheek, and immediately the familiar voices of chattering rang in Zheng Qing's ears again, like a flock of ducks being driven into the water.

"Wow, he's awake!"

"Wake up! Wake up! Brother scum is awake!"

"Finally woke up... When I watched it this morning, I thought he was going to sleep for a few months!"

"Maybe it's because I've been scum for too long, so I'm out of shape."

The loud and noisy ridicule was heard endlessly, which made Zheng Qing feel bored in his heart, but soon, a trace of coolness dripped down his lips, which relieved his dryness from the inside out and suppressed that boredom .

Crash.

The sound of the curtain being drawn, Zheng Qing immediately felt that the red eyelids that were already reflected became darker, and the heat on his cheeks also dropped.

He finally opened his eyes.

Waking up from the long darkness.

What came into view was the familiar white ceiling of the school hospital. On the ceiling, a few residual candles had not been completely extinguished, and a few wisps of milky white smoke slowly seeped out from the candle wick, like dry ice that was melting.

A few elves carrying towels and medicine bottles with smug laughter passed the boy's sight lightly. When they passed the candles, a white mist appeared behind them, as if they were wearing beautiful gauze. Clothes.

The young wizard tilted his head vigorously.

The window was covered by a white gauze curtain, through which the golden sunlight became scattered and light, even if you looked directly at it, there was no tingling sensation.

A tall figure suddenly blocked Zheng Qing's eyes, covering the window and the sunlight outside the window.

It's a therapist at the school hospital, surnamed Ma. Zheng Qing is deeply impressed by his long face. Of course, he believes that he must also be very impressed with the other party, because there are not many students in Jiuyou College who are hospitalized all year round.

"How much is this?"

Dr. Ma raised two fingers and waved them in front of the boy: "We'll talk after we think about it."

At the same time, several cold testing instruments were clamped roughly by Zheng Qing's ears and wrists, and at the same time, something as hard as iron was stuffed into Zheng Qing's chest. Zheng Qing felt as if his ribs were about to be punctured. .

The young public finance student hissed, while trying to restrain his urge to roll his eyes, he hummed weakly in a hoarse voice: "Two."

"What is two plus one?"

"three."

"Very good, there is progress."

The therapist paused for a few seconds before removing the instruments, and nodded with satisfaction: "Two pieces of news, one good and one bad. The good news is that your mind is still clear and you have retained your basic logical cognition. The bad news is that you His body is still a mess, and he can only continue to lie on the hospital bed for a short time."