Zheng Qing stood at the entrance of Solomon Hall and bowed slightly to the direction where the rostrum was located: "Dan Hager's majesty and grandeur are beyond my imagination, making me feel lost in the Book Mountain Museum of the First University."
As expected.
This greeting did not receive a keen response.
Behind the long stair-shaped table and stool, rows of black figures turned to the side and looked at the door. They were quiet and silent. Their faces were hidden under the wide hood or high spire wizard hats, and were vaguely intertwined in the leaping flames of the Gublai Fairy Fire, which made people invisible.
But there is one thing that Zheng Qing can confirm.
At this hearing involving the Fringe Academy, there were very few participants who could represent the marginal group - Colma was one, and the Rat Immortal was half, and there was no other representative. Giants, Fishman or Centauri all had some elders at the level of great wizards, but I think Dan Hagg would not risk the headquarters being in chaos and invite these great wizards with high "wild" to attend a meeting where they don't have much say.
On the contrary, many noble wizards with bad attitudes towards marginal groups have come.
It's really an extremely ironic thing.
The thick wooden door slowly closed behind the young wizard. A golden and red ribbon jumped out of the darkness, passed through the door, crossed together, and simply wrapped around. A drop of red and heavy wax dripping squeezed out of the void, slowly dripping at the intersection of the ribbon, completely sealing it - this means that no one could leave the room before the hearing ended.
"It's so inconspicuous!"
Under the rostrum, an old wizard with eyebrows and beard almost wrapped around his eyebrows stood up tremblingly, stamping a wooden stick that was much taller than him, and angrily scolding the young wizard who was late: "—You have let so many elders wait for you here, is wasting our time! If you want to be the dean of the first university, you should set an example and take on the responsibilities you should bear!"
Is this because someone wants to quit before he takes office?
Zheng Qing blinked.
Another young wizard stood up and was also filled with righteous indignation: "—This is disrespect for all the wizards and legends attending the hearing! It is disrespect for all the members of the Special Committee! It is disrespect for Danhag!"
Fortunately, this is not a court, otherwise He would have given himself a crime of contempt of court.
Zheng Qing thought to himself, and his eyes turned to the rostrum.
The legends on the rostrum have different expressions.
The legends of the school sitting on Ms. Shi Hui's left side had a faint expression, as if they had not heard the accusations of several great wizards in the audience; the other legends sitting on Ms. Shi Hui's right side nodded in a very small range, or frowned and looked at the young witch at the door, or were curious or shook their heads, obviously their attitudes were not so consistent.
Inconsistency is a good thing.
Zheng Qing thought calmly and scratched the chin of the cat in his arms.
Huang Huali sniffed, pulled her ears lazily, raised her eyelids very reluctantly, glanced at the two great wizards who had stood up, and muttered: "——Noisy!"
boom!
The legendary pressure was accurately and restrainedly applied to the two great wizards.
thump!
thump!
After feeling the legendary aura, the middle-aged wizard sat back on his original seat, trembling all over, and sweating in cold sweat. However, the old wizard looked trembling, but persisted for a longer time. After shaking for half a second, he fell down with a pale face, and he looked like a heart attack in his throat.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
"quiet!"
On the rostrum, Ms. Shi Hui grabbed the small wooden hammer in front of her and knocked it, then looked at the young man with a blame, as if she thought his methods were too simple and crude: "——The hearing is about to begin, everyone will keep quiet! Zheng Qing, sit down!"
Accompanied by the sound of the wooden mallet, the shocked middle-aged wizard and the old wizard finally took a breath, as if they had come back to life. However, the look of their eyes at the cat in Zheng Qing's arms inevitably brought a little horror and fear.
Zheng Qing ignored the eyes of others.
Instead, look at your seat.
It was a table between the rostrum and the supervisory seat. There was no agent on the left and right, and there was only a lonely chair behind the table.
Da, da, da.
The young wizard walked towards his seat step by step. Every time he took a step, his aura condensed. This aura had nothing to do with him, but came from the cat in his arms, the green snake hanging on his ears, the Dharma books on his waist, and the two rings on his hands.
There is a word "yuan" on the left hand ring.
There is a word "Tai" on the ring with the right hand.
These five extremely high-ranking auras swam around the male witch, as if they were putting a thick layer of armor on him. The originally empty and dim Hall of Solomon seemed to be unable to accommodate this set of armor. The tall dome was squeezed and creaked, the rough and cold walls moaned in pain, and the stone pillars embedded in the wall were silent as usual, but the slight heads of the stigma showed a painful expression without exception, and several stigma had suspicious red mucus flowing under the necks.
There was no more abnormal movement in the supervision and the audience.
All the great wizards held their breath and their bodies unconsciously shrank into the seat, as if this would free up more space to accommodate the invisible armor on the young wizard.
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On the rostrum.
The thirteen legendary wizards did not stop the young wizard from doing this, and seemed particularly patient. Except for Lao Yao taking a look at the two rings, Old Ruoyu was more concerned about the little green snake hanging on Zheng Qing's ears, most of the others focused on the Dharma books on Zheng Qing's waist.
Half of them signed the legend of the Dharma Book, trying to capture the connection between themselves and that Dharma Book.
The other legends who had no signature looked at the Dharma book with vigilance.
Zheng Qing sat steadily on the lonely chair.
The chair has no armrests.
So the cat can only lie on his legs.
The young wizard took off the Dharma books hanging around his waist and placed them on the table in front of him. Before the host on the rostrum could speak, he took the initiative to press his hand on it.
Ms. Shi Hui frowned.
Theoretically, the person being questioned should have taken the oath according to the "Witcher Code", but because it is well known, the authoritative power of the Dharma book is no less weak than that of the "Code".
After a few seconds of silence, she nodded with a very small amplitude and recognized the boy's choice:
“——So, take a swear.”
She knocked the wooden hammer in her hand hard.
Dong!
ps, a new book of Huayu type was opened. I just signed a contract today. Interested students can collect it and see if it suits my appetite~~~Invest by the way (this rate of return should be sure of ←_← at least one on the shelves will definitely get it_(:з」∠)_) Oh, by the way, the title of the book is "Huayu: The Era of Genius"~~ (I'm also curious about what kind of tricks I can write about Huayu in this style, 23333~~)