Monster Hunting High School

Although I received a reminder from Zhong Shan, life must go on.

In the more than a year since he entered First University, Zheng Qing's size has not changed much, except that his heart has grown a lot. He has experienced being blown to pieces, walking through a blank land on the verge of death, wandering through illusory dreams, fighting soy sauce in the dark prison battlefield, etc. If he was forced to stay vigilant against a group of crows hiding their heads and tails, he would be trembling in his heart. , obviously there are difficulties.

In comparison, he felt that next Thursday's class at Fringe Academy seemed more terrifying.

Time is what it is.

When you are doing nothing, time seems to stand still, making your boredom even more boring; when you don't want to face a certain time point, time passes faster.

The walk with Jiang Yu on Friday night was still fresh in Zheng Qing's mind.

Time flashed to two days later in a blink of an eye.

In the past two days, apart from attending classes and doing homework, Zheng Qing spent all his free time educating the "three Zheng sisters". He would go to Qingqiu Mansion every now and then and whisper in Bose Dong's ear, "No." Called Zheng Zha' and other nonsense. He even didn't go to the third private hunting competition held by the Starry Sky Hunting Team, which the Forgiveness Hunting Team participated in.

Zhang Jixin had great opinions on this.

"I can understand if you are unable to take care of the hunting team activities because of your studies. But if you miss the hunting team activities many times due to personal reasons, it is a very unprofessional behavior. You are already an officially registered hunting team. We must maintain sufficient professionalism at all times so as not to affect others’ evaluation of our hunting team!”

Before the regular class meeting on Sunday night, Zhang Jixin came to the classroom more than half an hour early and had a serious conversation with Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing sat upright and nodded repeatedly, but his mind was thinking about how to correct the instinctive habits of the three great elves.

As elves, they are naturally the most qualified maids and will not refuse any request from wizards. On the bright side, being helpful is an excellent traditional virtue; on the other hand, if you are not careful, they will I'm afraid that if someone sells it, he will still keep accounts for others.

Especially the three big elves are no longer palm-sized little guys.

With heights of over one meter and delicate and beautiful faces, they are full of temptations for perverts. Just two days of observation made Zheng Qing full of uneasiness about the impromptu decision made on Friday. He always felt that it was reserved for them. The time they got to know the world was too short, and they did not develop the ability to protect themselves.

"Are you listening to me?"

Zhang Jixin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Zheng Qing's eyes. Looking at the hunting team leader who seemed to be distracted, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, his face becoming more and more ferocious: "You are listening to me, right?"

"That's right! Professionalism is the soul of a hunting team!" Zheng Qing nodded solemnly - this dual-tasking ability was slowly developed during his long study career - and he did not hesitate to express his gratitude to the red team. The words of praise from the wizard with a big face: "And you are the professional representative of our hunting team... I can rest assured that you will do the work!"

"Is this a matter of peace of mind?" Zhang Jixin was obviously not a master who could be easily fooled by such nonsense. Hearing this, Lao Gao frowned.

"Hold on for two more months! Just two months!"

When Zheng Qing's plan failed, he tried another one. He grabbed the hand of the red-faced wizard, raised two fingers, and said with a very sincere tone: "As long as this semester is over and I am completely free, all the work of the hunting team will be handed over to me." Give it to me! Just eat hot pot and sing songs every day, and concentrate on practicing sand table and studying tactics!”

I have to admit, this cake is still very tempting.

Zhang Jixin was thinking deeply.

Fatty Xin's voice suddenly reached the ears of the two of them: "Eating hot pot? Who is eating hot pot? Isn't today the Cold Food Festival? As a member of Jiuyou Academy, you actually eat hot pot? Where is your sense of responsibility? Where is your sense of honor? You still have it? You lied to me? Where's your conscience?"

He held a copy of the Beta Town Post with a sad expression on his face.

Today, April 4th, the day before Tomb Sweeping Day, happens to be the Cold Food Festival. However, this festival is like Diwali or Eid, and is only popular among certain groups of wizards. Relatively speaking, more students from Jiuyou College celebrate this festival.

Zheng Qing looked at the agitated fat wizard and suspected that he just didn't call him because he was eating hot pot, so he reacted so violently. But the problem is, they didn't eat hot pot today either.

"You heard wrong."

The captain, who was worried about cracks within the hunting team, quickly explained: "I just gave you an example. I ate cold pancakes and lettuce all day today, not to mention hot pot, and I didn't even drink a sip of hot tea!"

"Is that so?" The fat wizard looked at Zhang Jixin suspiciously.

The red-faced wizard nodded reluctantly: "It is indeed an example... You came just in time. I can see that this hunting team is going to disband. I have never seen such an irresponsible hunting team leader!"

He had already recovered from the cakes drawn by Zheng Qing.

"You should take him to meet 'One Two Three'. He will definitely change his mind. He was my love rival at the beginning!" The fat wizard patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder and went back to reading the newspaper.

"What's 'one, two, three'?" Zhang Jixin looked puzzled.

"Three of the elves raised by Brother Qing have transformed into big elves. He named them 'Zheng Suyi, Zheng Sushuang, and Zheng Susan', or 'One Two Three' for short." The fat wizard's head popped up from behind the newspaper, Looking surprised: "Didn't I mention this to you this morning when we played against the Star Hunters?"

"oh oh!"

Zhang Jixin was like a crowing rooster. He suddenly understood and explained: "I remember you said you wanted to take me to Qingqiu Mansion to see me around. I thought you said that Qingqiu Mansion had a new maid, so I agreed..."

"Why are you interested in the little maid of Qingqiu Mansion!"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but complain, and at the same time, he finally remembered that during the first semester of his freshman year, these two guys were very interested in Li Meng. Although they didn't actually make a move in the end, those performances at the time spoke volumes.

Zhang Jixin pretended not to hear Zheng Qing's complaints.

He finally stopped taking advantage of Zheng Qing's neglect of the hunting team.

Flicking the newspaper in the fat wizard's hand, Zhang Jixin changed the topic unnaturally: "Let's not mention those boring things... Is there any news in the newspaper? Is there any news about the Boer World Cup?"

"The World Cup will not be until June, and many representatives of the team have not been finalized yet." Fatty Xin shook his head and shook the newspaper in his hand: "The most lively topic discussed today is about the weather during Qingming Festival... …Many people feel that arranging rain every year during Qingming Festival is a prejudiced and backward tradition, a distortion of life by magic, and it’s time to change.”