Hunting High School

The paper used in the test paper is a very regular octavo type.

According to the size of ordinary talismans, it is estimated that only eight talismans can be contained at most.

But there is only one rune box on the test paper. If it is written in it, only one rune can be written.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but look around.

Everyone is seriously dealing with the papers in their hands.

do not care.

Zheng Qing held the pen, filled it with ink, analyzed it on the inkstone, calmed down, and the first talisman on the talisman naturally appeared in his mind.

Tap lightly, lift heavy, retract freely.

In less than ten seconds, a complex talisman lay completely in the frame. Because there is no need to imbue the spirit, this rune has been written.

The test paper seemed to sense something, the surface of the roll paper undulated slightly, and the written talisman slowly seeped into the test paper and disappeared. In the blank space next to the rune box, a bright red symbol "1" appeared.

Zheng Qing came to a sudden. Dip the pen in the inkstone, and start to draw the second talisman.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

On the podium, Zhang Huaigu turned the hourglass in his hand.

An hour has passed.

Uneasy restlessness appeared faintly in the originally quiet lecture hall.

The freshmen began to pass their eyes silently, trying to see a hint of inspiration from the pupils of their friends.

Even the top students with serious expressions in the first row hadn't started writing for almost ten minutes.

Lecturer Zhang nodded, she also felt that this was basically the limit of this group of freshmen.

In the past, the preliminary examination usually lasted about one hour; in the remaining two hours, the teacher would randomly comment on some new students' talisman structure and writing mistakes.

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Thinking of this, she stepped off the podium and began to inspect before closing the papers.

If everyone stops writing, she will end the exam.

As expected.

Almost everyone has put down the pens in their hands, and started to frown, searching for those unreliable memories.

For Zhang Huaigu, this meant that the exam was over.

The school's certification standard for the study of talismans is to be able to silently produce 365 commonly used talismans.

Even if you think about it for a second in writing, you are still unskilled!

If the First University recognized such unskilled students, the wizarding world would question the school's professionalism.

This is absolutely not allowed.

With these severe thoughts in mind, Zhang Huaigu walked to the last row of the classroom.

Then, she saw a new student.

A very skilled freshman.

Like all the freshmen, this freshman was wearing a well-regulated red courtyard robe, with buttons on the collar and silk ribbons around the waist, all tied neatly according to the requirements of the school regulations.

This freshman's face was a little round, and his eyebrows were not thick, but with those bright eyes, he exuded a stubborn aura.

At this moment, he was pursing his lips tightly, concentrating on sketching a talisman.

On the test paper, the bright red number has jumped to three hundred and forty-nine.

Three hundred and forty-nine!

Zhang Huaigu was suffocated in his heart, and almost exclaimed - this is already the best result in the past! It has almost met the requirements of a registered wizard!

The powerful spirit of the wizard kept her calm.

She is very familiar with the talisman that Xinsheng is sketching, and it is the number five talisman in the shock system under the condition of Yang Yao.

Many senior students will not learn this talisman. Because this talisman is already too difficult, it belongs to the scope of study by registered wizards.

But this freshman perfectly presented this talisman on the test paper with skillful techniques.

Yes, skilled and perfect.

It took less than ten seconds, and there was no trace of fallacy in the outline of rune, and the retraction and retraction of the overlapping pens made people want to cry naturally.

Lecturer Zhang's slender eyebrows were frowned together, which made her look extraordinarily delicate against her fair and quiet face.

She flicked her fingers behind her back, drew out of thin air, and drew out a string of talismans.

This is a simple enchantment, which can protect the new student from outside disturbances.

The talisman left his hand and turned into a halo of light and disappeared.

Zhang Huaigu stood beside the boy quietly, without a hint of impatience.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

More and more students put down their pens dejectedly, and started staring at their own test papers in a daze.

The teacher did not speak, nor did he collect the paper.

Soon, the clever students followed the figure of lecturer Zhang and saw the only student in the classroom who was still writing.

Then more and more eyes focused on that thin figure.

Whispers spread through the classroom with curious eyes.

Zheng Qing's identity as a public fee student was exposed and spread rapidly.

There was a little more clarity in those scrutinizing eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a weird and envious atmosphere pervaded.

The teacher in the back row of the classroom still didn't say a word, but silently looked at Zheng Qing who was concentrating on drawing symbols.

Zheng Qing didn't notice this.

Not only because his mind was extremely restrained when he was drawing the talisman, and there was nothing outside of his mind; it was also because of the simple enchantment that Zhang Huaigu released around him.

One hour.

two hours.

Three hours.

When the time passed by three hours and nine minutes, Zheng Qing finally put down the Zihao in his hand.

One minute earlier than expected, if you are at home, the husband should praise himself! Maybe he will even cook a few special dishes for himself!

Thinking proudly, he began to wriggle his fingers, shake his shoulders and neck, and simply move his hands and feet according to the routine of "no punching"-this is his habit every time he finishes practicing talismans.

As he put down his pen and started to move, everyone in the classroom let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally finished!

Zheng Qing thinks so.

Other students think so.

Zhang Huaigu also thought so.

She put away the protective barrier and looked at Zheng Qing.

"Have you finished writing?" Teacher Zhang's tone was very gentle.

"It's over." Zheng Qing handed over the own paper, and looked at the unexplained eyes around him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart: "Am I the slowest?"

"It's indeed a little overtime." The teacher's tone was unexpectedly kind: "How many of you are silent?"

"One thousand two hundred and ninety-six." As expected, he was the slowest, Zheng Qing was a little frustrated, and honestly reported the number: "I only learned so much."

"Okay." The teacher took away the paper and waved his hand to signal everyone: "get out of class is over, everyone has worked hard in this class!"

Then she hurried out of the classroom with a large stack of test papers in her arms.

Because he walked too fast, he staggered when he got off the podium and almost fell.

After watching Lecturer Zhang leave, the classroom immediately fell into a noisy wave.

Hulala, a large group of freshmen rushed to the back of the classroom and surrounded Zheng Qing, startling him.

"1,300! You can do it!" Xin Fatty wrinkled his face, with a bitter and bitter expression: "You still look like you don't understand anything in front of me, do you know that you deserve a beating!"

"The valid talismans announced by the International Federation of Wizards are only one thousand two hundred and ninety-six. Where did one thousand and three come from? If you are stupid, don't talk too much." Xiao Xiao opened his own black notebook and looked at Fatty with contempt.

"You're not stupid, how much have you written?" Xin squinted at him.

Xiao Xiao shut his mouth decisively.

"Should I borrow a pen and put it in the dormitory as an offering?" Zhang Jixin yelled anxiously on the other side, and reached out to grab Zheng Qing's Zihao.

"It's probably better if you gnaw his brain off." Xin Fatty rubbed Zheng Qing's head solemnly.

In the explanation of others in a few words, Zheng Qing finally understood what happened.

Apart from him, Liu Feifei, who has the most among the newcomers, only silently produced more than 200 runes.

According to Xiao Xiao’s explanation, in the long history of First University, freshmen have only completed 360 runes at most.

That said, he broke school records.

A huge sense of peace filled his chest, making him almost unable to breathe.

"You really deserve to be a public fee student!"

"so amazing!"

"I finally know why you were able to get that invitation."

Almost every boy who left the classroom would pat him on the shoulder and praise him with envy.

And girls will look up and down with curious and bold eyes.

Zheng Qing felt that her face had never been so red.