"Marriage status, secrets; good at magic, confidentiality... Very good, do you have any information that is not confidential?... Well, hunting experience... Finally there is some content... Established the Yusin Hunting Team, served as the captain of the hunting team, participated in the two campus cups in 2008 and 2009, won the Best Newcomer, participated in the Black Prison Battle... Haha, these contents are even more concise than the fat guy just now! Wait, is your name real?"
The examiner looked at Zheng Qing suspiciously, but immediately withdrew his gaze.
"No, you don't need to answer this question."
The inspector behind the desk beat him up, and while quickly flipping through the files of young public-funded students, he was amazed: "I have been working in the inspector position for more than ten years. This is not the first time I have seen hunter files covered with blackened paper everywhere, but the student? There is no doubt that you are the only one, so, what should I do?"
Zheng Qing opened his mouth and closed it obediently again.
The main reason is that he is not sure who has kept his information confidential because of it. Mr. Yao, Su Shijun, and even the black cat in the relevant department may be. The reasons for confidentiality are different, and the degree of "candality" he can do is naturally different.
"If necessary, maybe you can apply to the school?" The young public-funded student tentatively gave his own advice. He did not want the hunting team to be unable to complete the designated task due to his own reasons.
"Need? No, no."
The examiner sat on a chair and bent down, touched the drawer next to the boots for a few times, and finally pulled out a wrinkled form and spread it in front of him: "There are examples of three-pointed swords in this way... You just need to answer a few simple questions from me. Well, first of all, are you connected with the Black Wizard?"
"No...well, is the wandering wizard counting?"
"Hey, that guy!"
The examiner curled his lips, made a very obvious hook in his quill, and then continued to ask: "...Okay, next question, have you ever conducted an illegal magic experiment?"
"No."
While shaking his head very decisively, Zheng Qing secretly wondered whether the little snake in his head or the forbidden spell seed in his body was considered "illegal".
The examiner put a second hook and looked up again: "Do you think you have the ability to deal with enemies in pursuit? Just be able to deal with enemies at the registered level."
Zheng Qing felt that this was the one he had the most to grasp when nodding among the three questions.
"very good."
The examiner put the wrinkled parchment into Zheng Qing's file bag and nodded: "Okay, your review has passed... Next, well, that short witch with glasses, call him over."
Zheng Qing nodded in confusion - he had no idea what he had just found, so he passed it inexplicably, but the examiner's conclusion was still very clear.
Before turning around, the young public-paid student hesitated for a few seconds, finally stopped and asked a question he was not sure if it was appropriate: "Just just heard from another colleague of yours that the student hunting team rarely performs similar tasks... If you score from one to ten, what is the risk of this task?"
"So, you are still a group of students."
The examiner rubbed the corners of his eyes, threw the quill on the pen holder next to him, and sighed deeply: "Only students think that everything can be scored... But if you really need a score... First of all, for any student, the risk of the three-point sword is more than five points; secondly, based on the special nature of the task and the second grade of your hunting team, I am willing to increase the risk of the task by three points; finally, based on the rumors and the completion rate of similar tasks in the past, I think for you, thirteen points is a very objective evaluation."
From any perspective, Thirteen is not a good number, or rather, it is a pretty bad answer.
The young public student laughed dryly.
"This is also a joke, right?" he remembered the way the examiner looked when he was joking with the fat wizard before.
"No, this is a very serious rating."
The examiner raised his eyelids and looked at the captain of the Yousin Hunting Team deeply. He grabbed the brass seal on the table and covered it heavily on the seal of Zheng Qing’s file bag.
The bright red marks left by the ink were like bloody mouths on the skin, emitting an unsettling atmosphere.
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...
When Xiao Xiao was conducting qualification review, the tall and thin wizard from the Archives Management Office stared at Zheng Qing intently, and the teacup in his hand had not touched his lips for a long time.
His eyes made the young public-paid student feel a little uncomfortable.
"Is there any problem?" The boy frowned slightly.
"You are Zheng Qing?"
Lewis raised the teacup in his hand and looked at Zheng Qing carefully, with a strange look on his face, murmured: "I always thought your name was familiar before... I just suddenly remembered... Zheng Qing is still studying in the first university... When the Daily Horn Newspaper was just released, I thought it was another rumor... After all, there are some idiots who slander Mr. Su every year... But later, even the Beta Town Post reported so much... Are you really, really with Mr. Su?"
His thin face was wrinkled, like a weathered old corn, and his messy hair was the ears of the corn.
Behind Zheng Qing, Fatty Xin's depressed and strange laughter came. Obviously, he was happy to see something happening to the young public student. Zheng Qing took a small step back vigilantly, and held the copper-plate book hanging on his waist without moving his hand.
"It's a false story, there are rumors in the newspaper!" He lied without blushing.
Lewis noticed the location of Zheng Qingshou and quickly took a small step back: "Oh, oh, don't be nervous, I'm just a little curious... I'm a formal employee of the Three-Chain Sword, and can control my emotions well... Believe me... I've also given you a gift!"
Perhaps he wanted to express his kindness through the ‘gift’.
This sentence alone made Zheng Qing even more alert. He still clearly remembered the overwhelming "gifts" after the news was exposed, and he would never forget the rows of nightmare dolls next to the pillows that had lost their heads in his life.
"so?"
"So, I'm just a little curious." Lewis touched his chin and laughed dryly: "I feel that you can only be considered 'white'... At most, it's 'pretty'... The swordsman in your hunting team is much more handsome than you... It's hard to understand why Congressman Su chose you."
"With her beauty, is there any difference between what lovers look like?" Zheng Qing thought of the words that Su Shijun was quite narcissistic at the dance.
Lewis nodded slightly: "In other words, do you agree with the content of that report?"
"Blue Bird! Blue Bird comes here! It's your turn!"
The inspector's slightly irritating voice interrupted the tall and thin witch's words: "This is the hunting team qualification review office, don't discuss irrelevant topics!!"