The Ping Qi Talisman was the focus of study last semester. Everyone in the class knew the drawing method of this Talisman by heart. They also passed it on the final exam paper, and almost no one scored a mark on this Talisman.
Zheng Qing didn't know why Teacher Zhang asked him to get up to answer such a question.
But this does not prevent him from answering this question.
"There are two key points when drawing the Ping Qi Talisman. First, when drawing the second step, the stroke should be drawn from the upper right; second, the horizontal stroke of the pen in the sixth step of drawing the Talisman must be from the upper right to the lower left. You can
Fly white, but don't completely connect the strokes to avoid being locked up."
"Also, if you pick up the pen too early in the third step, it will be easy to block the air hole when you close the pen at the end..."
Zheng Qing stood up and talked eloquently. In a moment, he listed the key points, difficulties and error-prone points of the Pingqi Talisman one by one, and explained it clearly and logically.
Teacher Zhang nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good, that's a very good answer." After saying that, the teacher took out the scoreboard and ticked it: "Ten points will be awarded. Do you have any comments?"
The audience was in an uproar, and then burst into laughter.
The uproar was because the teacher's previous question was too simple and not worth ten credits at all, so everyone was surprised by the score awarded by the teacher. The laughter later was because the students saw Teacher Zhang's encouraging gesture to Zheng Qing.
Everyone immediately understood that this was the teacher's silent encouragement to Zheng Qing.
Zheng Qing's experience during the night patrol at Linzhong Lake on Saturday night has already been widely circulated, and the preliminary handling opinions announced by the school are also triggering a wave of protests in the school. At this critical moment, a teacher from the school can stand up
, cheering for Zheng Qing is a great encouragement to all students.
Even if she just stood in the shadow of her classmates and secretly made a cheering sign, everyone could understand her caution.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but burst into a bright smile.
"Sit down, sit down." Hearing the slightly noisy cheers in the classroom, Teacher Zhang became a little uneasy. He waved his hand repeatedly to signal Zheng Qing to take a seat, and at the same time raised his voice to remind the students in the audience: "Since everyone has no objections,
Then I'm about to start class... Is there anyone who didn't bring their homework for last class?"
"No - no!" the students shouted in unison.
"Great." The female lecturer showed a satisfied smile: "Then we will start from the three examples left in the last class..."
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After returning to his seat, Zheng Qing's originally happy expression softened slightly because he noticed that Nicholas, who was sitting in another corner, looked pale and almost shrank under the table.
This gave him a little bad feeling.
"What happened?" Zheng Qing pointed to Nicholas's location with his eyes and asked his companion in a low voice.
Fatty Xin sighed slightly and thrust a Beta Town Post into Zheng Qing's hand.
This page has been folded several times, leaving only a piece of text the size of a tofu block. Several sentences were sketched out with a red quill, and the words "Wild Birds Entering the House" were scrawled next to it.
The words are extremely dazzling.
Zheng Qing knew that this should be the crux of the problem.
"... This first-year student of Jiuyou College, who has studied at First University for many years, said that he supports the Murloc Tribe in expressing their legitimate rights and interests, and at the same time advises them (referring to the Murloc Tribe) not to seek help from the Alpha Academy."
"'The fact that they are looking for support from Alpha has completely changed,' the student said: 'Jiuyou students will think that these murlocs are deliberately sabotaging and want to lower the college's score this year.' (About Jiuyou and Alpha College.
For the battle for points and rankings, please refer to the commentator’s article on the third page, ‘The point evaluation system of the first university needs urgent reform’)”
"'The school is indeed a little harsh on the fish people. We think so in private. But we will not say it in public.' The student emphasized, '...Everyone also thinks that if the school takes care of everything,
There is no point in the existence of the Murloc Reserve. In fact, this is impossible.'"
"'Some people want Lao Yao to step down, and some want Lao Yao to go further and become a vice principal or some other position.' The classmate laughed at the end, 'So if you look at the mess on the outside, it is actually quite dirty inside.' (
Regarding the internal power struggle within Jiuyou College, please go to the ‘Dialogue’ column on the fifth page)”
"'Does the yearning for freedom and justice still need to consider the timing and position?' Faced with the reporter's questioning, the student did not answer directly, but vaguely stated that 'the college has requirements' and 'I can't say more.'
."
"...'Don't reveal my name,' the classmate strongly demanded at the end of the interview, 'I will be deducted points!' As we all know, Jiuyou Academy is very popular in the wizarding world because of its score-based policy.
Widely criticized, even the graduates of Jiuyou Academy have repeatedly expressed the harm of related rigid education to the new generation of wizards. Now it seems that this teaching system has not only locked up the future of these young wizards, but also
They also try to block their current right to free expression, which is in sharp contrast to the Alpha College (for more discussion about the education system of Jiuyou College, please go to the ninth page)."
Seeing this, Zheng Qing no longer bothered to look for the ninth edition, nor did he have the desire to continue reading.
"Nothing new." The young public-funded student sneered again and again, rolled up the newspaper and threw it on the ground: "Seizing the wind and shadow, making trouble out of nothing, working as a talisman, not distinguishing between right and wrong, messing around... It's sad... Why would anyone subscribe to this kind of thing?
!”
"If you don't want to read it, don't read it. Don't throw it away." Fatty Xin paid attention to Teacher Zhang's gaze on the podium and cursed in a low voice: "What a prodigal old woman... the newspaper is not yours."
As he spoke, he bent down with great effort, picked up the paper ball that was crumpled by Zheng Qing, and carefully unfolded it in the drawer, while muttering: "I want to return it to others..."
On the other side, after hearing Zheng Qing's sneer, Zhang Jixin expressed similar views.
"My brother also said it," the red-faced wizard stared at the blackboard and wriggled his lips as he whispered: "The only progress the Beta Town Post has made over the years is to significantly improve St. Mungo's performance... suffering from heart disease is related to
The number of readers of Cerebral Infarction is increasing every year.”
Hearing this answer, Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile.
Then he immediately straightened his face and turned to look at Xiao Xiao.
"What's going on with Nicholas?" He glanced at the corner on the other side of the classroom and sighed, "Why is he so careless..."
Xiao Xiao snorted: "I have said more than once that there are three things that cannot be touched in First University..."
"Unethical experiments, struggles between societies, and interviews with Beta Town Post." Zheng Qing raised his hand and rushed to answer, while emphasizing: "I know, Fatty knows, the elders know, and even Lin Guo knows...
But Nicholas doesn’t necessarily know. Have you told him?”
"He has been in school for three years, doesn't he know about this kind of thing?" Xiao Xiao asked.