Hunting High School

Lao Yao didn't seem to notice the awkward atmosphere in the classroom.

He took out a timer from his pocket, looked at the time, then cleared his throat, and walked back to the podium:

"Introduce yourself, this is the first question you will face in college."

"Humans are social creatures. When you come to the isolated island of First University alone, you first need to integrate yourself into this strange society."

Speaking of this, he paused, and scanned the classroom for a week with sharp eyes.

"You guys are doing poorly."

"Let me be a little disappointed."

The freshmen sat up straight and looked at the professor on the podium with some anxiety.

Old Yao, smoking a pipe, paced slowly on the podium, slowing down his tone:

"Facing an unfamiliar environment, I don't know how to express myself, and I don't know how to highlight my own characteristics. You have to learn one of these in the future."

"If there is enough time, I hope you will introduce yourself again. But now the time is limited, so I will stop here today. I hope that you will perform better in the classes of other professors."

"Next, I will emphasize some commonplaces-these issues are emphasized every year."

The professor stopped in the middle of the podium and flicked the blackboard with his fingers.

Three large characters slowly appeared in the center of the blackboard.

"Fu, Yi, Wen."

"There is a way in the mountains of books, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning! Do you know this sentence?" Professor Yao threw out a question, and replied without waiting for a response: "This is the school motto of Jiuyou College. You can read it in your notice. See this sentence!"

"How do you understand this sentence?"

"This sentence requires you to face endless knowledge, to explore! Unremitting, endless exploration!"

"but!"

"Exploration requires a solid theoretical and practical foundation. And this foundation is 'Fu, Yi, Wen'!"

"Fu is your talisman study; Yi is your divination study; Wen is your astronomy. If you learn Fu Yiwen well, you can understand my magic spell class easily without any difficulty! If you can't learn Fu Yiwen well, you can't even understand it. The formula given to you by the pharmacy professor!"

"Therefore, you must learn these three subjects on your own initiative."

"This is the basis for you to become a registered wizard! If you want to go further on the path of wizards, then you must solidify this foundation."

As he said that, Lao Yao gave Xin Fatty an encouraging look.

Fatty tried to straighten his back, trying to respond to the professor's gaze in action. But his rounded frame overshadowed the effort.

Zheng Qing squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, and changed his sitting position.

He only has a half-knowledge of the several courses mentioned by the professor, which has to make people worry about the future.

"In addition, as your counselor, I need to emphasize two more words!"

"Credit! ID card!"

"You guys firmly engrave these five words in your own little mind."

"Credits are your life in the university! Your credits are all in your own ID card!"

Lao Yaosheng walked down the podium slowly, grabbed the ID card on Liu Feifei's desk in the first row, and said in a melodious tone:

"You want to enter the library? Take out your ID card!"

"You want to enter the lab? Take out your ID card!"

"You want to listen to a lecture by a famous professor? Take out your ID card!"

"Whether it's borrowing books, or using laboratory equipment, or even eating, sleeping, and bathing! You must submit your ID card when you use every facility in the school."

"The standard to judge whether you are qualified to use these facilities is your credits."

"If you want to get credits, every professor's homework must be completed on time and with high quality! Every activity organized by the school must be enthusiastically participated in! Every opportunity to get extra credits must be crazily fought for!"

"Sufficient credits, you can get enough resources from the school to experiment with own witchcraft and exercise your own ability; you can upgrade your own equipment at school and improve your own body; it is the only key for you to enter the world of senior grades."

Having said this, Lao Yao stopped talking and took a short rest.

A few elves carried a white mug and flew to the professor's eyes. Pearl-colored steam rose from the wide mouth of the mug.

The professor nodded with a smile, took the cup, moistened his throat, and continued to lecture:

"You have more or less experienced the charm of magic. Sufficient credits allow you to fully enjoy this charm and feel the mysterious and dreamlike world."

"So, remember these five words firmly." A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the professor's mouth: "Believe me, in First University, credits are a harder currency than jade coins."

Zheng Qing licked his lips, feeling a little dry, and a faint sweet smell.

The newcomers in the classroom were a little restless after being encouraged by Lao Yao's remarks.

"Also, announce a few things."

Lao Yao pressed his hand, and the classroom became quiet again.

"The first thing is about the trial."

"Perhaps some students have heard that there will be about a month of trials at the beginning of the freshman year at the First University. The school will throw you pink and tender newcomers into the hunting grounds, ponder and grind, and grind out some thick skin and hard calluses."

Perhaps he thought Lao Yao's words were quite playful, and chuckled a few times in the classroom.

Zheng Qing also laughed.

Then he saw Xiao Xiao who was frowning, Zhang Jixin with a bitter face, and Xin Fatty who was trying to hide under the table.

He decisively shut up.

Lao Yao didn't seem to notice the uneasy expressions of the freshmen, and continued:

"But the school found it difficult to control the risk of the freshman trial. Therefore, based on safety considerations, starting from this year, the freshman trial will be arranged one month before the start of the sophomore year. You still have a whole school year, plus half a summer vacation prepare for."

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There was a buzzing discussion in the classroom.

Zheng Qing turned to look at Xiao Xiao: "Is this freshman trial difficult?"

"Difficult?" Xin Fatty turned around, wrinkled his fat face, and exaggerated in a nervous tone: "It's not difficult! It's the devil! It's The Underworld! It's the grave of newborns!"

"Every year, new students die in the trials." Xiao Xiao's light-hearted explanation came from the side.

Zheng Qing opened his mouth wide in horror:

"Will someone die?"

His voice was a little sharp.

Lao Yao tapped on the blackboard again.

The classroom fell silent again.

"No one will die." The professor looked at Zheng Qing with a smile, and corrected him: "After the implementation of the new regulations, there will be no more accidents for new students. The joint meeting of professors can guarantee this."

He waved his hand, skipped the topic, and continued:

"The second thing is about the invitation letter."

"The freshman season every year—this is the time—is the season for recruiting new members from various student organizations in the school. In the next month, the major clubs, including the school's student union, the college's student union, and the Social Association, will start looking for new members one after another. .For freshmen who meet their requirements, these student organizations provide a letter of invitation."

"I hope that each student can get at least one invitation letter. According to the practice of the First University, each formal invitation letter can be exchanged for 0.1 credits from the counselor. This will be your credit card in the university. The first income must not be perfunctory."

"As for the freshmen who didn't get a single invitation letter, according to the usual practice, the counselor's score at the end of the semester will be in the last 30%."

The professor flexed his thumb and poked Own's heart:

"As long as you work hard, you can always find a suitable organization."