"...With a beautiful reverse run, Rod shook off the hunters surrounding him and jumped out of the pocket. The Flamingos regained the initiative in the game. Twelve points! We must admit that hunting is a matter of elegance.
Talented. Few hunters will realize that they are in a circle when they are surrounded..."
A familiar yet abrupt voice overcame the broadcast and rang very loudly in Zheng Qing's ears: "The most talented hunter in our exoneration is probably Brother Zha."
"Aren't elders considered talented?"
"Me? I just work harder and train more than others. Brother Zha is really awesome. He didn't even know about hunting before he entered the school, but in the end he led us to win the freshman championship!"
"What's more important is that he still has time to be a scumbag and have several girlfriends. He is simply crazy!"
Amidst the echoing voices, mixed with the game status report of the trumpet flowers:
"...Doflamingo used a bear summoning technique to ride on Andre's face in Madrid last month...Andre, the hot-tempered hunter from Kaliningrad, will he do it today?"
Use more humiliating methods to save your face? This is a scene worth looking forward to... Duoyuren is sneaking, and Duoyuren is approaching! Shadow Thorn! The Wild Demon King received a fatal blow! Oh, no, the Fire Year's
Miss Bella had already been waiting there, and Scarlet gave her a perfect demon head! The other hunters in the Scarlet Hunting Team were already red-eyed, but they could not catch up with Miss Bella. She had already run to the other side two hundred meters away.
It’s a safe zone…”
Another voice overpowered the broadcast and spoke enthusiastically: "I have always liked a beauty like Miss Bella, who is well-organized and has a good personality!"
"Ha, if you want to chase Miss Bella, you will have to join the four major hunting groups in the new world, or become a great wizard at a young age like Senator Su and Senior Sister Kolma!"
"Their characters are all personas! Do you know about personas? They are just for the public to see. They are completely different from how they look in private... Believe me, I have been working in the school newspaper for so long, I don't know anything about this kind of thing.
clear!"
"I didn't say that I like her in real life." The first voice retorted loudly: "Do you have to have her if you like her? I just watched her from a distance and was satisfied."
"There's a word for this kind of attitude, it's called dog licking."
"You are not a licking dog, you are a licking vampire, or a licking ghost for short."
A roar of laughter mixed with the violent curses of a certain vampire made the announcement behind the morning glory grow weaker:
"...Green Hunting Ground, today is another glorious day. The Flamingo team is already leading the Scarlet Hunting team four to three! The number of hunters on the field is now three to four, and the Flamingo has completely interrupted the Scarlet Hunting team's possibility of going further.
Because there are no more powerful players on the Scarlet Team’s bench, their main players are now lying on beds in the emergency room... The next hunting game will be the Scarlet Team’s last game this year..."
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The familiar chatter of friends and the broadcasting sound mixed with the sizzling noise of morning glory alternated in Zheng Qing's ears, making it particularly noisy.
He felt like his ears were like a radio with aging parts. Even if it drained out the last bit of potential, it was difficult to make it work properly.
When he realized this, the originally distant and vague sounds immediately became much closer, as if someone had pressed the bell of a morning glory against his auricle.
At the same time, a bright red and dazzling color suddenly lit up, like a rope hanging down the abyss, pulling his consciousness out of the darkness.
Zheng Qing's eyelids moved and opened a small gap.
The dazzling light immediately shone on his eyeballs, causing him to subconsciously close his eyelids and retract his gaze. Even so, he still felt that his eyelids were a little hot, as if a hot magma was brewing and erupting under his eyelids.
"water."
He grunted and moaned lowly: "...Water!"
The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet. Zheng Qing struggled to open his eyelids, then closed them again, muttering and repeating the word.
He felt as if his tongue was no longer his, becoming dull and numb.
Hooray!
There seemed to be a small breeze blowing across his cheek, and soon the familiar voices of all kinds of chattering sounded in Zheng Qing's ears again, like a group of ducks being driven into the water.
"Wow, he's awake!"
"Wake up! Wake up! Brother Scumbag is awake!"
"Finally woke up... When I looked at him in the morning, I thought he was going to sleep for a few months!"
"Perhaps it's because I've been scumming for so long that I'm so weak."
The noisy and noisy teasing sounds made Zheng Qing feel annoyed in his heart, but soon, a trace of coolness flowed down his lips, relieving his dryness from the inside out and suppressing the boredom.
.
Wow.
The sound of the curtains being pulled sounded, and Zheng Qing immediately felt that his red eyelids, which had been exposed, became a little darker, and the heat on his cheeks also dropped.
He finally opened his eyes.
Wake up from the long darkness.
What comes into view is the familiar white ceiling of the school hospital. On the ceiling, a few remaining candles have not been completely extinguished, and a few wisps of milky white smoke slowly seep out from the candle wicks, like melting dry ice.
A few elves carrying towels and medicine bottles passed lightly from the boys' sight with a little smile. When they passed the candles, they brought up a line of white mist behind them, as if they were wearing beautiful gauze.
Clothes.
The young wizard tilted his head with great effort.
The window was covered by white gauze curtains. The golden sunlight passed through the gauze curtains, becoming scattered and light. There was no stinging sensation even if you looked directly at it.
A tall figure suddenly stood in front of Zheng Qing's eyes, blocking the window and the sunlight outside.
He was a therapist at the school hospital, his surname was Ma, and Zheng Qing was deeply impressed by his long face. Of course, he believed that he must have also been very impressed by him, because there were not many students from Jiuyou College who were hospitalized all year round.
"What time is this?"
Dr. Ma raised two fingers and waved them in front of the boy's eyes: "Let's think about it before we think about it."
At the same time, he roughly clamped several cold detection instruments on Zheng Qing's ears and wrists, and at the same time, something like a hard iron block was stuffed into Zheng Qing's chest. Zheng Qing felt as if his ribs were about to be broken.
.
The young public-funded student hissed at the air conditioner, and while trying to suppress the urge to roll his eyes, he weakly hummed in a hoarse voice: "Two."
"What does two plus one equal?"
"three."
"Very good, there is progress."
The therapist paused for a few seconds before removing the instruments and nodded with satisfaction: "Two pieces of news, one good and one bad. The good news is that your mind is still clear and you have retained basic logical cognition. The bad news is that you
My body is still in a mess, and I can only continue to lie in the hospital bed for a short period of time."