Zheng Qing was not aware of the conversations that took place in the dean's office after he left.
He has enough worries of his own.
Entering the fourth week of the second semester of sophomore year, the weather is getting warmer and warmer. After three cold spells and four warm spells, spring has completely arrived unknowingly. The warm weather is very suitable for hunting, and the breath of spring stimulates the hormones in the bodies of young wizards. In addition,
For most second-year students, this is a stage where they don’t need to worry about the wizard registration exam or the upgrade exam, so naturally, more and more hunting activities are organized spontaneously among students.
On Wednesday evening, the Exoneration Hunting Team held an 'all' meeting for the first time in a long time.
The reason why "all" is put in quotation marks is because Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu were absent from this meeting due to well-known reasons, and Xiao Xiao and Li Meng attended the meeting in their stead, so in theory all members were present.
It wasn't until he returned to his dormitory in the evening that Zheng Qing knew the specific matters passed at this meeting.
"Why don't I know what private hunting competition the hunting team is participating in?" This was the first sentence that came out of his mouth after he took the meeting minutes from Xiao Xiao and scanned them hastily.
"Now you know." The doctor replied calmly.
Zheng Qing sniffed.
I don’t know if it’s because there are more pollen in spring, but his nose has been feeling uncomfortable recently. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that allergic rhinitis is caused by excessive academic pressure.
He took the hot towel handed to him by the elves and put it on his face. His nose immediately felt much more relaxed. At the same time, the fatigue around his eyes also subsided a lot, making his thoughts much clearer.
"Is this private hunting match you are talking about organized by Jiang Huai of Starry Sky Academy?" He immediately recalled in his mind the talkative man in blue robe who sat next to him every Monday morning.
"yes."
"When is it expected to start?" As Zheng Qing asked, he had already calculated his leisure time in his heart, thinking that if the event was scheduled for Sunday, he might be able to reluctantly participate.
"This Saturday." Xiao Xiao's answer is always concise and concise.
Zheng Qing pulled the towel off his face with a huff.
"Saturday?"
He opened his eyes wide and glanced at the two roommates who were busy at the desk - the doctor was rubbing oil on his bamboo slips and the fat man was reviewing the submissions for the school newspaper - and he suddenly remembered the reason why he couldn't attend the meeting, and the feeling in his heart
The feeling of being 'abandoned' quickly disappeared. After saying 'huh', he added with a sigh: "...I mean, if there is a game on Saturday, Jiang Yu and I may not be able to participate..."
"I have already made a clear note on the application form," Xiao Xiao raised his eyelids and looked at Zheng Qing from above his glasses frame: "You two are sitting on the reserve seats of the hunting team this time...the seats are still behind Lin Guo and Li Meng.
"
"That girl must be very happy." The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team muttered, took another hot towel from the elf, and covered his face again with a breath.
"She was more than happy, she almost jumped on the conference table and danced tap." The fat wizard added with a smile.
Zheng Qing felt that as the leader of the hunting team, he could not behave worse than an underage witch.
"Although I can't participate in the competition," he racked his brains to think of what he could do, his voice became a little shaky due to the barrier of the towel: "But if there is any copywriting work, I can still help with it."
This was what he said with great determination.
He had never been so active during the school hunt.
It's a pity that his statement did not receive any enthusiastic appreciation. Dormitory 403 was completely quiet. If it weren't for the rustling of quills falling on parchment, Zheng Qing would have thought that he was the only one in the room.
He pulled off the cold towel again, threw it to the elf floating next to him, and stared at Fatty Xin.
"What did you just say?" The fat wizard realized it later and looked up at the hunting team leader.
"Copywriting work!" Zheng Qing repeated word for word.
"Well," the fat wizard glanced at Xiao Xiao hesitantly: "This...isn't this kind of thing usually handled by doctors? Besides, this is just a private event organized by the students themselves..."
“Private hunting doesn’t involve as much paperwork.”
Xiao Xiao took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and replied lazily: "So this time we don't need to submit a three-foot-long application form, we don't need to fill in the specific occupations of each hunter's third-generation direct relatives, and we don't need to fill in the specific occupations like the school's
Like Chunqiu or Dongqiu, accept the moral review of the student union...even though most of the time, those so-called reviews are a routine process."
Zheng Qing was silent for a few seconds.
He wasn't sure which situation was worse: "a hunting team leader who doesn't know the procedures for a private event" or "a rare opportunity to be positive only to be thrown cold water on it" - or, rather, both were equally bad.
"Ah, is that so?"
After a long time, he remembered that he should say something. His eyes avoided the two roommates and fell on an elf dancing in the air. He said: "Well, very good, very good...Then I will
Write a letter to Fox Five and approve the entry fee in advance, so you don’t have to save money..."
"Fat man..." the doctor lengthened his voice and continued to shout in his lazy tone.
"Ahem, Jiang Huai's advance payment has arrived. At the same time, they will also provide internal prices for some commonly used consumables." The fat wizard raised the quill in his hand, clicked it twice, and said with a smile: "...The same goes for private hunting competitions.
Tickets can be sold, and there will also be other derived income from hunting, sponsorship, peripherals, gambling and other derived incomes... For officially registered hunting teams like You Zui to participate, they can get an 'entry fee' in advance, which is enough to cover basic expenses.
.If the revenue from the event exceeds expectations, we will receive more gold after the event, so there will be no need for public funding this time."
Zheng Qing took a deep breath.
Continuous positive statements only to be poured cold water on one after another, even in this season that is gradually getting warmer, it is inevitable that people will feel uncomfortable.
"Wow...this, this feeling...like I'm being excluded for no reason."
The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team laughed dryly and gave a very inappropriate example: "It feels like you are in a meeting and I am hanging on the wall... hiss... this feeling is strange, haha,
This is the first time I’ve encountered it.”
The fat man blinked: "Well, you can still say 'Thank you for your hard work' to everyone."
Zheng Qing tugged at the corner of his mouth, trying not to show the feeling of frustration: "These words can be said about the portrait on the wall... You make me, the captain, look like a loser."
Dr. Xiao Da was not at all polite about his self-deprecation.
"Is not it?"
Xiao Xiao put on his glasses again and looked at someone seriously: "No need to speak, no need to think, no need to vent your anger. You just need to hang it there as ugly as a painting, which means that our hunting team still has a captain.
That’s it. The hunting team will take care of other matters themselves.”