Hunting High School

Six thirty in the evening.

Less than half an hour before the class meeting started, Zheng Qing quietly slipped out of the bookshelf corridor.

He had thought that a large group of wizards holding torches and little straw figures would gather outside the library, marching, shouting, and demonstrating, trying to catch him and burn him to death.

But in fact, except for the wizard who checked in at the front desk to check in on him twice, the atmosphere in the entire library was the same as he remembered—the students coming and going were exhausted and hurried, as if the crowd he received in the morning was a dream with illusion.

This made him do psychological construction for a long time, as if he had punched cotton, and felt an inexplicable emptiness.

"Are you sure you want to borrow this book?"

The librarian looked at the book in his hand, and then looked at the wizard on the opposite side who was carefully looking around, with a very cautious attitude: "If possible, I hope you can provide the reason for borrowing it."

She was holding the book "Near Death Experience".

Zheng Qing finally followed the advice of the bookshelf and borrowed it.

"This is a suggestion from the bookshelf." The young public finance student replied honestly: "And I have seen that a great wizard is reading this book, and I am a little curious about its content."

"Is it Congressman Su?" The librarian blinked, and before he could answer, he signed the borrowing slip and said with a light smile, "The bookshelves in the library don't show up easily, but their recommendations are usually It's more reliable... And, you really need such a book to adjust your mentality."

Zheng Qing felt concerned and nodded repeatedly.

He had skimmed through the bibliography before, many of which involved Death, souls, high-dimensional space, and classical mystery, but there were also many discussions of magical philosophy related to near-death—including the fear of Death, the individual after dying Re-evaluate life goals and self-worth, find the meaning of life, a sense of mission, a higher goal and a more detached attitude, etc.

Detachment.

This is the key word that Zheng Qing finally took "Near Death Experience" off the bookshelf. He needs a book that can help him mentally build up and face the hustle and bustle of public opinion.

Of course, in addition to this, there are many detailed cases in this book to help readers understand how individuals feel when they are near death in different situations-this is what Zheng Qing needs very much, he thinks it is better for him to know more Understand the status when you are on the verge of death, so that you will not panic when it happens.

It is also very pessimistic.

"Wear your hood on when you go out,"

When the librarian handed the "Near-Death Experience" to the young public-funded student, he reminded very kindly: "Although it is already dark, the eyesight of young people is always very good, especially when they want to read... …By the way, the cap on the robes is not just for you.”

Zheng Qing was admonishing like a stream, and before he went out, he put a wide hood over his head.

He soon discovered that this was indeed a good idea. Walking on campus wearing a hood, except for very familiar people, it would be difficult for ordinary passers-by to recognize who the figure passing by beside him belonged to.

This is a compromise between stealth and aboveboard.

Because it was the weekend, there were not many students in the teaching building—even in Jiuyou University, not every class has a regular class meeting every week—when Zheng Qing came to East 601, it was less than ten minutes before the class meeting started. Minutes away.

"Welcome! A warm welcome!"

The moment Zheng Qing took off his hood at the door, the stick figure behind the door screamed at the top of his lungs: "Please welcome the winner of the Merlin Medal, the owner of the wand 'World' title, the public student of the First University, you The captain of the crime hunting team, the meritorious wizard who participated in the battle of the black prison, the male owner of the Qingqiu mansion, the first gentleman, Mr. Jiuyou, Qingqiu Young Master, the store manager, the unburned one, and the great nightmare master entered the arena! !"

It read a bunch of titles quickly, accurately, and clearly, so that when it finished shouting the long lines, the whole classroom fell into a weird but reasonable silence before it could fully react.

Zheng Qing's front foot was hanging over the threshold of the classroom, unable to land for a long time, he began to seriously consider chopping off this foot and giving

Possibility to shoot a ton of invisibility charms on yourself.

Soon, he realizes he can't bear to chop off his foot, and doesn't have a ton of invisibility charms either.

Relatively speaking, it seems more likely to tear up the stick figure behind the door. But before he could take action, the stick figure behind the door added in a very low voice: "...The third paragraph of Article 17 of the "First University Campus Management Regulations" stipulates that it is strictly forbidden to destroy magical creatures on campus. Habitats, living environments that damage magical life, offenders will be punished with corresponding punishments such as warnings, serious warnings, or detention at school!"

It spelled out the words "detention in school" very clearly.

The arm just raised by the young public fee student froze in mid-air.

Then, there was a sudden explosion of hustle and bustle in the classroom—since the school hunting game ended and the Bugle newspaper report came out, Zheng Qing never really appeared in school again, even if someone vaguely guessed that he was still in class, But there was no one to confirm it, and the atmosphere in the school was weird. After coming and going, everyone tacitly agreed to his disappearance.

Therefore, seeing the young public finance student openly appearing at this moment, it is inevitable that there will be an uproar.

All of a sudden whistles, slapping on the table, screams, greetings, etc., came in an endless stream. Many people couldn't wait to get out of their own seats and squeezed in front of Zheng Qing, wanting to get the most authoritative answer right away.

Of course, some people expressed anger at Zheng Qing's arrival.

"You still dare to show up?!"

As soon as Li Meng saw Zheng Qing's figure, she immediately jumped into the own seat, but before she could finish her sentence, she was dragged back by her cousin and suppressed under the homework book.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive." Downton patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder, his face full of sighs.

"What did I say!" Duan Xiaojian showed off loudly to the left and right, with an excited expression: "I saw Brother Qing in the cafeteria in the morning, and he said at that time that he would definitely come tonight!"

Although, Zheng Qing clearly remembered that he never said such a thing.

"Brother Qing, the Bugle reported that you are going to live in the Qingqiu Mansion, is that true?"

"Rumors!" Zheng Qing replied decisively and resoundingly.

"Brother Qing, when will you bring Poseidon here again... It really likes to eat the little biscuits I baked! And your elves, I prepared new paper houses for them!"

"Well, it's the right time." Zheng Qing couldn't directly refuse the witches' request.

"Boss, how did you escape so many curses?"

"Did you know about the parade last Saturday?"

Not only did I know, but I also participated in it; not only did I participate, but I also personally burned a little straw man.

Zheng Qing complained about everyone's weird questions from the bottom of his heart, with an embarrassing but polite dry smile on his face, squeezed through the noisy crowd, and tiptoed quickly to the back of the classroom.

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