Chapter 150 The regular meeting after the regular meeting
On weekend evenings, there are regular class meetings as usual.
Even now during the school hunting party, this rule shows no signs of being relaxed.
It's just that at today's regular meeting, Lao Yao did not give a long speech to help all the young wizards here to shape a qualified outlook on life and world. He simply summarized the study and activities this week, laid out some content that needs to be paid attention to next week, and emphasized
A few safety questions were asked, and then he left in a hurry.
Even the life reports that need to be submitted every week are collected by the two monitors after regular meetings.
Zheng Qing was not curious about what Lao Yao was busy with.
As the captain of a hunting team, he has been having a lot of headaches recently during the school hunting party.
For example, the candidate for the hunting team manager - although in the information submitted to the school working committee, he had already filled in Lin Guo's name as the hunting team manager, this does not mean that there is no room for change. The hunting team has always
Looking for a more suitable candidate.
Another example is the 'after-school homework' that Deng Xiaojian assigned to the hunters in the afternoon. He needs to sort out the information according to the positions of different hunters in the hunting team and distribute it to each member; then he collects everyone's timetables and compares them to find the appropriate ones.
In their free time, all the members of the organization Forgiveness collectively planted the small bag of video seeds.
In addition, the assignments assigned by professors of various subjects did not relax slightly because of the school hunting party. On the contrary, such as Professor Emma from the magic literature class, Professor Li from the pharmacy class, and Professor Yi from the divination class, etc.
The exams are approaching and the amount of homework after class has increased, causing students to complain endlessly.
Occasionally when he has a few minutes of free time, Zheng Qing can't help but think of the little fox girl he bullied, which makes him even more worried.
Troubles like these are too numerous to mention.
So much so that the young public-sponsored student began to hesitate to fill out the application form again and apply for a transformation potion from Professor Li. Because he began to have faint signs of headache again - Zheng Qing had also been wondering in the past few days whether he had become...
A cat won't have these worries.
Looking back, life goes on.
In the wizarding world, even if you become a cat, you cannot escape your responsibilities and debts.
After the regular meeting in the evening, Zheng Qing did not immediately call Building 601. Instead, he summoned all members of the Exoneration Hunting Team, including Lin Guo, on the spot, intending to make a brief summary of this afternoon's adjudication assistance training.
"Is this the theme of today's meeting?" Fatty Xin held a bowl of fried peanuts, crunching like a squirrel. He looked at the row of big words "First Training Summary Meeting" written by Zheng Qing on the blackboard.
, asked vaguely.
"Pay attention to your image." Zhang Jixin glanced sideways at him and reminded, "This is a classroom, not a canteen."
"A classroom without classes is just an empty room." There was no one in the classroom, so the fat man simply put his legs on a row of chairs and leaned against the wall, trying to create a comfortable environment.
"Are you at a party? Do you have my gift?" From behind the door, a stick figure asked in a shrill voice.
Several wizards in the classroom glanced at the drawing paper and ignored it.
This nonchalant attitude obviously angered the stick figure.
It took a deep breath, its originally oval body became much rounder, and the two or three sparse hairs on its head began to float.
“Some students are having a party in the classroom!!”
"Where is the patrol!!"
"The students are going to set the classroom on fire!!"
The sharp sound pierced the night and spread far away in the empty teaching building. Outside the classroom, the murals on both sides of the corridor that had been quiet woke up one after another, and the noisy sound surged out in the blink of an eye.
"Is it on fire? Where is the fire??"
"The party caused a fire... I haven't seen such energetic young people in a long time."
"Where are the cans on patrol? Are they all dead? They haven't come up for so long!"
"That's an unlucky thing to say - although they are indeed dead."
"Speaking of dead people, where did those ghosts go..."
"It seems that the school hunting club held a special dance for ghosts, and the nobles of the parliament came under the moon... The ghosts in several nearby buildings have received invitations."
“Why don’t we have an invitation?! That’s not fair!”
"Because we are just the shadow of a memory... not even a ghost..."
This slightly sad answer immediately silenced the murals on both sides of the corridor.
In Classroom 601, several young wizards took advantage of this quiet time to pull off a tablecloth on the test bench and cover up the little stick figure behind the door.
"Noisy liar." Zheng Qing complained angrily as he hurriedly applied an adhesive spell to the tablecloth.
"Who is the liar?" The classroom door opened with a bang, and Lin Guo, Lan Que and Dylan pushed in.
It was Lin Guo who spoke.
Carrying the small backpack that he never left, he jumped in and squeezed in like a primary school student.
Before Zheng Qing could speak, the nominal manager of the Exoneration Hunting Team could not wait to describe to him the conversation between the murals in the corridor just now: "When I just climbed to the sixth floor, the murals on both sides of the floor were
Like everyone is crazy..."
"Has the meeting started?" Dylan didn't seem to be interested in discussing the 'dead man'. He turned to look at Xiao Xiao and asked about the progress of the meeting.
"I just finished sorting out the training materials... Hey, these belong to you guys." The doctor pointed to the pile of materials organized into categories on the desk and added: "Now that everyone is here, let's start the first step.
An agenda.”
"A lot on the agenda tonight?" Dylan raised his eyebrows.
"A little more than you think." Fatty Xin put away the snack bowl in his arms, wiped his greasy mouth, and sighed.
"What's the first agenda?" Lin Guo also stopped his story and looked up at the publicly funded student in front of him.
Zheng Qing did not speak, but walked to the podium, grabbed the chalk, and left two big characters on the blackboard.
‘Code name’.
"The 'code name' of today's first topic," he turned his head and glanced at the members of the hunting team, repeated the hunting ground taboos mentioned by Deng Xiaojian in the afternoon, and finally concluded:
"In actual hunting, we cannot use our real names. For wizards, the real name is equivalent to our own weakness. Many dangerous monsters can use names to curse. So, according to convention, each of us needs to have one of our own.
'Code name', used for mutual communication between hunting grounds..."
Before anyone else could speak, he immediately put forward his own opinion: "I would rather use a nickname to determine the code name. It is convenient and easy to remember, and it does not take up too long of the meeting time."
This was the plan he had thought of long ago.
The troublesome experience of coming up with a name for the club has not gone away for long. Zheng Qing has a natural repulsion towards naming based on collective wisdom.
It's hard to reconcile the opinions of others, it's too annoying.