Hunting High School

Although the opening ceremony is over, the atmosphere in the first hall still hasn't cooled down.

The trumpet flowers surrounding it have not faded completely, and several big trumpets are hanging on the half-withered vines, still trying to puff up their crumpled petals, spewing out vague songs.

Goblins in grass skirts crawled back and forth among the freshman ranks, grinning and begging for thanks, causing the gray-robed school staff to drive them around with long-handled brooms.

The professors had left the venue one after another, and the unfettered young wizards gathered together in groups of three or five. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, a lively party was held in the hall—this is the tradition of the First University to entertain freshmen.

The officers of the student union have dragged boxes of green bees and all kinds of refreshing snacks, and they are all piled up in the center of the hall, free to use.

Smurfs in various gauze dresses held fruit plates and wine bottles, shuttled back and forth among the new students, filled every empty glass with drink, and stuffed fruit into the mouths of every young wizard who opened their mouths. .

Zheng Qing stood in the middle of the crowd, rubbing the wine glass in his hand, watching the yellow medal being passed around in different hands, and sincerely hoped that it would never return to his own hands.

But this is just a delusion after all.

With all eyes on, no one would try to hack a hero's prize.

Soon, Dr. Xiao took the brass Medal of Merlin from the last observer, turned around and stuffed it into Zheng Qing's pocket.

The medal slid down along the smooth silk, and Zheng Qing felt the fall of the robe, as if pulling his heart and sinking heavily.

"You look a little depressed?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, looking a little curious: "Is it because the speech just now was not satisfactory?"

Zheng Qing forced a smile and didn't say anything.

He really didn't know how to explain it.

"I'll give you a suggestion," Dr. Xiao dragged him, pointing to the surroundings: "Look up and look at the people in this hall, what can you find?"

The young public fee student raised his head in confusion and looked around.

In Alpha's team, Lin Guo was riding on his black goat, sauntering and circling around the colonnade, looking at something with his head up; the little Young Master of the Taylor family was still surrounded by many compliments. He was as carefree as ever, letting the gemstone rings on his ten fingers blind the eyes of other young wizards.

In comparison, the freshmen of Atlas are much restrained. They either meditate silently and hone their static skills in a restless environment; Zheng Qing also saw a familiar figure, the little monk named Shi Yuan on the special plane, was pressing the head of a little goblin, and was spitting and explaining Dharma, completely ignoring the little goblin's frowning expression.

Perhaps the busiest one is the Star Academy. A large group of freshmen formed a large circle, and the two people inside greeted each other with fists and roars, teeth and pieces of meat flew all over the place, blood and sweat were all in the same color. The senior seniors next to them not only didn't stop them, but opened the handicap in a serious manner, calling other freshmen to bet and guess.

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"Isn't this against the rules?" Zheng Qing's eyes finally regained some vitality, and he looked at a position slightly higher in the hall in surprise.

Between the corridors on the second and third floors, there were many pickets holding bulletin boards; even on the balcony on the upper floors, there were a few teaching assistants lying on the railings, watching the party below with a smile.

"What?" Xiao Xiao didn't hear Zheng Qing's question clearly because of the noise.

"I mean, people from Starry Sky Academy are actually gambling?! Does the school's picket team care?" Zheng Qing asked in a shocked tone: "There are no rules and restrictions at all... It makes people despair of this school ..."

"That's gambling, not gambling." Zhang Jixin slapped Zheng Qing's shoulders broadly, and laughed loudly: "As long as you don't use your divination ability indiscriminately when placing bets, anyone can try their luck... For wizards Said, there is no better prize than good luck."

"Smart words." Zheng Qing scoffed at this explanation, and he even began to maliciously speculate whether the wizards of the picket team had collected black money from Starry Sky Academy, so he let those gambling guys make a big splash.

What Lao Yao said last night, today’s commendation speech by the master of ceremonies, plus the heavy honor on his chest, and the skirt that was never sent out in the dormitory—all kinds of troublesome things stuck in his throat, and he kept A nauseous, dizzy feeling.

The Star Academy's gambling in broad daylight seemed to be a catalyst, which made him almost unable to suppress the shame and resentment in his heart.

"Simply lawless!"

"Don't wizards have the slightest sense of morality?"

"Doesn't conscience hurt!"

His mind was filled with these words and roars, so that he couldn't hear Xiao Xiao's questioning voice clearly.

"Did you only see the gambling thing?" Dr. Xiao repeated in a tone of extreme disappointment: "Did you see anything else? What else did you see?"

The young public fee student finally came back to his senses a little bit.

He looked around irritably and shook his head wildly.

Xiao Xiao finally gave up his efforts and sighed deeply.

"Is there a problem?" Zhang Jixin was very curious about Dr. Xiao Da's unfinished business, and couldn't help asking: "Apart from carnival crowds, withered trumpet flowers, and fairies being caught and beaten in the hall, is there anything else? There are some hidden ghosts infiltrating... No way!"

"This is the problem. People's eyes will always stay on what they want to see and what they want to see." Xiao Xiao sighed in a weak tone: "But in fact, there are still big, big things in the hall. Problems... so many problems... so big that everyone turns a blind eye and takes it for granted!"

Zheng Qing heard this sentence that had nothing to do with him, but for some reason felt the same way, and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

It seemed to him that the school had been corrupted by an air of twisted morals and norms, but no one seemed to be aware of it.

"Where is the problem? Who has the problem?" Zhang Jixin became more and more curious, frowning and looking around: "What's the problem?"

"You, me, him... everyone has problems." Xiao Xiao waved his hand holding the notebook, and drew a big circle, including everyone in the hall: "The problem is this university."

"I think so too... this university is sick..." Zheng Qing couldn't help but interjected, without feeling that the words were twice off the charts.

Zhang Jixin looked at the two in horror, with a subtle expression on his face.

"First University was supposed to build a university that bridged barriers and tolerated each other... But now we don't see any signs of harmony."

Xiao Xiao didn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him, but waved his arms and quickly explained: "As you can see...even at the party, the four colleges are still distinct, and each college has its own With its own sphere of influence... no one from any academy will cross that invisible gully and break into the world of other academy."

Zheng Qing sighed in disappointment, he felt that Xiao Xiao did not see the real cause of the illness.

Zhang Jixin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Scared me to death..." His face turned purple just now, and he looked as if he would give up his breath at any time: "Listening to your previous description... I almost thought the end of the world was coming."

Xiao Xiao spread out the notebook and put it on his face without making a sound.

"Excuse me, give way..." Xin Fatty's angry voice came from outside the crowd: "Hero Zheng, is this your dog?"

"Fox...it's a fox." Zheng Qing corrected weakly: "Also, don't call that silly nickname."

"Stupid? It should be very cool... The question girls ask me the most is about you." Xin Fatty hugged two 'plush toys' just snatched from the girls pile - the little fox Posey Dong and the orange cat in the dormitory—— squeezed back, Yuanyuan's face was covered with sweat.

He pouted and imitated vividly: "How old is Zheng Qing? Is he dating Elena? Are you really in the same dorm with him? Do you know what kind of girls he likes..."

Zheng Qing took Poseidon with a constipated face.

Its body has been wrapped in a thick sari, and the tip of its tail was even tied with a bow.

This made the little fox feel ashamed and angry.

Looking at its expression, I can't wait to chop off its own tail.

On the other side, Zhang Jixin was still discussing the topic just now with Xiao Xiao.

"If you think there is... a gap between the colleges." Zhang Jixin's square face almost wrinkled into a circle in order to choose the right vocabulary: "Why don't you do something to make it up? For example, let's go to other colleges to get acquainted." Come over and have fun!"

Xiao Xiao hugged the notebook, his eyebrows almost raised to the outside of his forehead.

"Hello, sir," Zheng Qing greeted a figure who had just appeared in the crowd beside him.

His voice was a little tense, and his face was a little pale.

Because the black-robed wizard who came to him was a teaching assistant and also his interviewer when he entered the school.

The real hero in Daming Square, Thomas.