Monster Hunting High School

When he got up on Monday morning, Zheng Qing was still thinking about what happened on the hunting ground yesterday afternoon.

If he went by historical experience, he felt that even after he walked out of the dormitory, he saw groups of wizards wearing black robes and serious expressions, with three-pronged sword badges on their chests, walking around the campus, looking for everyone who participated in yesterday's fight. It seems to be a normal thing for young wizards to take notes.

But until he finished his morning classes, slowly finished his breakfast, and went to the East 601 of the teaching building to prepare for class, he still didn't notice any strange figures in the school - of course, the atmosphere among the students was still very dull, everyone seemed to be confused. I'm still worried about the punishment that has yet to come to fruition.

This contrast surprised him.

When he sat in the classroom and opened the "Standard Spells: First Year College" in his hand, the young public-funded student still could not figure out the reason for this contrast.

The first period on Monday is Lao Yao's magic class.

Zheng Qing was not sure whether this usually amiable middle-aged wizard would get angry in class today. But everything comes in advance, and he was fully mentally prepared.

"Is this what you call 'complete preparation'?" Zhang Jixin picked up a long piece of parchment on Zheng Qing's table with two fingers, and raised his eyebrows: "A self-examination?"

"There are still improvement plans." Zheng Qing rubbed his swollen face and sighed deeply: "There are eight thousand words. I wrote until twelve o'clock last night... To show my solemnity, I also specially used I used parchment and Matsuyama ink, and I wrote every word by myself, with perfect craftsmanship and no magic at all!”

"I don't see what purpose this parchment can play." The red-faced wizard curled his lips, let go of his hand, and let the parchment slowly fall back to Zheng Qing's desk.

"Whether it is useful or not is a matter of luck; but whether to write or not is a matter of attitude." Fatty Xin's slow voice came from the front desk: "Perhaps just missing such a self-reflection letter, our original fate of being expelled would have been different. With a slight deviation, there is a chance to get your own diploma from the school..."

What the fat man said is very pertinent.

Some other students who were lying on the table in a daze seemed to have acquired some skills and nodded in agreement.

This made Zhang Jixin very angry.

"Do you think you've written it too?" Elder Zhang turned around and looked at the fat man mockingly: "I doubt what you can write..."

Fatty Xin leaned against the wall, raised his eyelids, moved his eyes away from the newspaper in his hand, and hummed nonchalantly: "The review must be profound... so I wrote a little more than 10,000 words. Of course, for a reporter who aspires to become a gold medal reporter, For men, a 10,000-word manuscript is a basic skill..."

Zhang Jixin's originally red face suddenly turned purple.

He looked at the fat man with the same expression he had when he met the fence goblin yesterday, and he had the urge to put a big bag over his head.

"In short, writing a review will not make everyone's situation worse... This is a good way to improve. I suggest you also write one and have Downton hand it over to Lao Yao after class." Zheng Qing advised. After saying something to Elder Zhang, he raised his leg and kicked the fat man from under the desk: "Let me read the newspaper... Did the public opinion explode? What did the newspaper say about yesterday's incident? Did the great wizards in the school have any opinions? What’s your latest comment?”

The fat man frowned and handed a copy of the Beta Town Post on the table to Zheng Qing.

His tone also sounded a little confused.

"That's what's strange to me," the school newspaper reporter scratched his head, looking incomprehensible: "There are no reports... There is nothing in the newspapers and magazines outside the school about the mass incident between Jiuyou College and Alpha College. Reports...Only the Phuket Times, in an article calling for a comprehensive cleanup of magical pests in the wizarding world, briefly mentioned, "There was a small riot at the No. 1 Hunting Ground of the First University yesterday afternoon because of the fence goblins, forcing the audience to leave early." '...But this is too different from the actual situation!"

Zheng Qing grabbed the thick and bulging newspaper and flipped through it quickly.

The front page is not an article about yesterday's accident; the news bulletin does not include yesterday's fight between the two colleges; the hunting game news is a simple review of the last round-robin match of the school hunting club, but the content is basically about tactics and There is no room for the spectators to discuss the hunter's discussion.

If it were before yesterday, as the captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team, the young public-funded student might have had the patience to read the reviews of these games carefully, and maybe even take some notes.

But today, he was not in this mood at all.

Zheng Qing didn't even look at the final score of yesterday's game and quickly turned to the next page.

The commentator's article was about whether the qualifications for purchasing Dharma books need to be reviewed; Zheng Qing even read the recruitment notice on the middle seam and the advertisements on the last few pages - in addition to seeing the models wearing short robes painting Flirting in the frame, the young public-funded student did not see anything noteworthy.

Next to him, Fatty Xin was still chattering about his opinions: "To be fair, if such a big thing happened, if the Beta Town Post did not publish a large commentator's article on the front page, their boss should Fire the newspaper editor immediately..."

"Where is the school newspaper?" Zheng Qing raised his head eagerly and looked at the fat man: "You just said that the newspapers outside the school did not report it... What about the school newspaper? Did the school newspaper publish that incident?"

"This is natural!" Hearing Zheng Qing's question, Fatty Xin raised his head proudly and took out the school newspaper that had just been sent out this morning from the drawer: "Yesterday I worked overtime until ten o'clock, just proofreading Manuscript...otherwise I would have finished writing the review."

Zheng Qing took the school newspaper and opened it immediately.

Below the masthead, a huge photo occupies more than half of the front page.

The photo showed the magic shield lighting up one after another in the stands of Jiuyou Academy, and then a series of spells rose into the sky. Perhaps because this photo was taken standing on the rostrum, the angle is very good. Against the background of the sun, the decisive and swift attacks of the students of Jiuyou Academy are vividly depicted.

"I chose this photo." Fatty Xin stepped forward, clicked on a few details on the photo, and added quite proudly: "Originally, the editor-in-chief planned to use a material provided by the Alpha Academy, but their The photo was underexposed and looked a bit dark...and the focus of the photo provided by Atlas was not adjusted correctly, the picture was blurry, and the faces could not be seen clearly..."

Zheng Qing ignored the fat man's boast and quickly looked through all the reports about yesterday's incident in the newspaper, including the news on the front page, the commentator's articles on the second page, and the campus newspaper reporters' comments on the four colleges after the incident. Interview records of some students.

He felt that he needed to sort out his thoughts.