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Chapter 647 The most important thing this semester

"Is there anything I don't know about that happened?"

The professor on the podium hugged his arms, bit his pipe, and smiled. While signaling Jiang Yu to go back to his seat first, he looked around: "...I feel that everyone is very comfortable during the Chinese New Year. I just look at your faces, all of them are red and full of energy. Those who don't know would think you are getting married during the winter vacation!"

A low laughter suddenly rang in the classroom.

Zheng Qing doesn't know those two words the most now.

He felt that there were more and more strange eyes on his seat, knowing that he had to do something.

"professor!"

The young public-funded student raised his hands very strongly, interrupted the professor's greetings on the podium, and asked loudly: "When I registered and reported today, the class schedule showed that the courses on Thursday afternoon could not be selected... Everyone was asking if the course selection system was malfunctioning."

Downton scratched his head - this was originally his job, but for some reason he was snatched away by Zheng Qing - but this was not a big deal, and it was the same for anyone to ask.

Lao Yao looked at Zheng Qing with a strange look.

"I understand what others say, but I don't understand what you ask about it." He tilted his head and patted the lecture notes under his hands: "Your schedule is still here with me, which course you can't choose?"

If he had been questioned like this when he first entered the school in his freshman year, Zheng Qing would have been blushing and incoherent. But after a year and a half of hard work, his skin was strong enough to cover up this degree of embarrassment.

"I'm helping other classmates."

The witch cleared her throat and lowered her voice slightly.

The professor clicked his pipe and spit out a blue and white smoke: "We will talk about the course selection matters later. Today's regular meeting, let's talk about a few things..."

Since he had achieved the purpose of diverting his attention, Zheng Qing naturally would not force himself. He shrank his neck, shut his mouth, and quietly stayed in his corner without saying a word.

On the podium, the first few things Lao Yao said were clichés.

For example, homework reserved during the winter vacation must be submitted in the first week of school. If the homework fails, daily points will be deducted; for example, after a winter of cessation, the fishman in Linzhong Lake will be slightly active due to the season, so that the classmates in the class will not go to the lake to play at night; for example, there are more insects before and after the Jingzhe, pay attention to insect prevention and control; for example, in late winter and early spring, Beta Town may be affected by the black tide from the silent forest, so that everyone can pay attention to safety, etc.

"... Although the school cleaned the periphery of the forest very cleanly because of last winter hunting, and the forest was tossed inside and outside several times last year, this time the dark tide should not have any problems, but I'm afraid of everything."

Lao Yao hugged his arm, grabbed the pipe in his hand, and pointed upwards: "No one in this world can guarantee 'no foolproof'. You can't do it, I can't do it, and school can't do it... So, I'm awake, don't go to Beta Town for a date one day, eat hot pot and sing songs with my girlfriend, and I'll be bitten by the fight when I turn around..."

A slightly depressing laughter suddenly sounded in the classroom.

Zheng Qing could clearly feel that since Lao Yao advanced to the legend and his identity was exposed, his classmates in his class have become much more restrained in front of him. Originally, after several months of running-in last semester, the restraint seemed to have gradually been wiped out, but after a month of winter vacation, the distance between the two was vaguely widened.

Lao Yao may have noticed this, maybe he didn't, and didn't care.

He waited very forgivingly for the laughter in the classroom to come to an end before speaking again: "The last thing about today's regular meeting is related to the fact that everyone can't take the class on Thursday afternoon... Hum?"

His voice came to an abrupt end, raised his eyebrows and looked at the first row in surprise.

Jiang Yu poked out his seat and said a word in a low voice. Because the distance was far, Zheng Qing couldn't hear it clearly, but he clearly felt that the students in the first two rows were stiffening, as if he heard some terrible words.

This annoyed him a little.

"We should sit a little further next time," he murmured, and the quill in his hand twirled around the table, tying a string of fine black holes into the wooden table board.

"This matter has nothing to do with 'we'," the fat wizard moved his ears slightly, then tilted his head, and hehe, "It's your business if you want to sit next to the squad leader..."

Zheng Qing kicked him the stool again and asked him to shut up.

Dong!

Dongdong!

The sound of the foot of the chair falling to the ground and the sound of Lao Yao knocking on the podium, as if the sound of killing sticks before the opening of the ancient county government office immediately made the classroom a little more solemn.

"Sorry, I almost forgot."

Lao Yao apologized while smiling and lowered his head to turn on the stack of information on the podium: "Student Jiang Yu just reminded me that the final exam results were out... Because everyone's grades were good last semester, I almost forgot..."

Zheng Qing finally knew why the people in the first two rows suddenly became stiff. For the students of Jiuyou Academy, there is no more important news than the exam results.

"... Last semester, the average score point of the final exam in the class was 4:15, which improved compared with the previous semesters. Among them, the better grades were Xiao Xiao, Liu Feifei, Jiang Yu, and Zheng Qing... They all had full marks in a single subject. Of course, other students also had good grades and deserve encouragement. Well, everyone encouraged themselves first." Lao Yao put down the pipe in his hand very formally and slapped the face.

A warm applause and cheer immediately sounded from the audience, sweeping away the previously cautious and depressing atmosphere.

"Then it's the last thing I just mentioned." Lao Yao raised his hand and pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet, then stuffed the pipe back into his mouth and spit out a smoke ring: "You can't choose that class on Thursday afternoon because the college arranged a teaching plan outside the syllabus for you... Because it is not a course within the system, it cannot be selected."

As he said that, he exhaled another thick smoke.

Two clouds of smoke in front and back stir together, slowly pulling out a line of soft big words - volunteer service.

"Normal, volunteer service will not be arranged until the third grade. It is part of the practical course. But because this year's volunteer service tasks are very important, very, very important, so the college has carefully considered it and chose you."

Lao Yao said three "very" in a row, and his tone seemed very serious. However, when the tone changed, he showed a familiar smile on his face: "As for why you are chosen, it is naturally because I am your counselor... I thought about it all afternoon in the office. The most important thing this semester is to have your own responsibility to make people feel at ease."

He seemed to want to make this decision process more interesting.

But Zheng Qing felt that it was counterproductive - everyone in the classroom, including him, tense and held their breath. I wonder what Lao Yao said, "The most important thing this semester is."


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