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Chapter 211 The professor's statement

 The regular weekend meetings are as boring as ever.

Collecting homework, reading weekly diaries, Lao Yao's long and boring platitudes, and students wandering around in the audience, all kinds of things. In addition, there are people who secretly make up for homework, people who quietly read newspapers, folded two paper figures in the hole in the table

There are also many students fighting.

During regular meetings, students can always find something to do to kill time.

Of course, if there are things that remain unchanged, there will naturally be changes and developments.

For example, next week will be the seventeenth week of school and the fourth to last week before winter vacation. It will be a very lively week.

Wednesday is Christmas Eve. As usual, Alpha Academy will hold a grand masquerade ball and moonlight parade, and Atlas will also hold a large-scale blessing and prayer ceremony.

Thursday is Christmas, of course, not to mention it. Although for some traditional wizards, whether it is Christmas or not does not make much difference to them, but based on the consideration of social unity, First University has not canceled this relative

famous festival.

In addition, the three days from next Friday to next Sunday are the winter hunting time of First University.

Because this year's Silent Forest was not peaceful enough, the winter hunt was arranged a few days later than in previous years. But these few days conflicted with everyone's final review time - Zheng Qing heard more than one person complaining about the decision made by the professors' joint meeting

timetable, and I heard more than one person claiming to give up winter hunting and go all out to prepare for the final exam.

Fatty Xin is one of the wizards who want to give up winter hunting.

"This is my first time to take the final exam. If I fail, do I have to repeat my freshman year like Nicholas? Even if I have some free time after class, I still have to contribute to the school newspaper...one article per week

The manuscript is not a joke, it can make people lose all their hair!" After hearing the schedule announced by Lao Yao on the podium, the fat man couldn't help but turn around and complain to Zheng Qing.

Similar to him, most of the people in the class were buzzing about the timetable on the blackboard.

There is no doubt that that is a terrible schedule.

But at the same time, it is also a timetable with no room for flexibility - the school working committee, the research institute, the school's guardian formation, the Wizards Alliance's defense, etc., can affect the whole body. There is no reason for the school to be affected by a few incidents.

The complaints of a small wizard led to the complaints of more big wizards.

As if he heard the murmurs of many people in the hall, on the podium, Professor Yao raised his fingers, knocked on the desk hard, and reprimanded in a loud voice: "I have told you many times that the exam will test your usual accumulation.

The little bits and pieces you gain in a semester cannot be fully grasped by just a few nights of pre-exam assault... Even if you get enough scores by pre-exam assault, what's the point? Aren't you deceiving yourself?

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"It doesn't matter whether you lie to yourself or not, as long as you get enough points." Zheng Qing complained silently in his heart - he bet that more than half of the people in the class are rolling their eyes like him and looking at Lao Yao

He scoffed at his words. But like him, no one dared to stand up and point out that what Lao Yao said was meaningless.

After all, whatever the professor said is right.

Talking nonsense about a correct principle is not something a smart person would do.

The regular meeting did not last long.

Lao Yao ended today's nagging half an hour early and gave the free time back to everyone. However, these time were not for everyone to go back to the dormitory to chat and sleep, but to stay in the classroom and review their homework.

While everyone else was sitting obediently behind their desks doing review questions, Lao Yao summoned Zheng Qing to the podium.

"I heard that your little shop was very lively when it opened. Even three members of the parliament went there in the next month?" The teacher, wearing reading glasses, lowered his eyelids and flipped through the documents in his hand, quipped without raising his head.

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Zheng Qing glanced behind him.

A pale golden halo loomed under the white light, isolating the small space next to the podium from other people in the classroom.

This is a shielding barrier, the young public-funded student secretly guessed in his heart.

After hearing the professor's words, he was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Three? Isn't it two? Is that Mouse Immortal also a member of the Moon Parliament?"

"Rat Fairy?" Old Yao raised his eyebrows and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, it is much more troublesome than the senators in the Moon Parliament... I am talking about William Talbot, didn't he go there too?"

Zheng Qing suddenly realized.

Before the regular meeting started, Xiao Xiao also mentioned the appearance of William. However, because the werewolf prince did not appear in the store, the wizard subconsciously excluded him.

"I thought you were talking about the customers who entered the store." The young public servant scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"You are a guest when you enter the store? I didn't know that a guest could fight against the owner." Old Yao finally took his attention away from the documents in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Zheng Qing seriously: "Do you have anything?

Do you want to report it to me? Don’t be afraid, this is the first university, even if the senators of the parliament come next month, you must abide by the rules of the school."

When Zheng Qing heard this, he was greatly moved and felt like someone was supporting him behind him.

However, when he thought about his relationship with Su Shijun and Xiao Xiao's speculations, he became a little uncertain - even if he sued the Duke of Milton in front of Lao Yao, what would be the use? Would the school still treat that person?

Did the Duke bring him in front of him and apologize? It was just annoying for nothing.

Thinking of this, he finally shook his head and said: "It's nothing serious, just some misunderstandings."

Lao Yao looked at him deeply and chuckled.

"Since it is a misunderstanding, let's find an opportunity to resolve it... If there is anything that needs to be handled by the school, please report it. Don't be afraid of trouble." After saying that, the professor paused and mentioned another matter: "Speaking of trouble, I

Remember on Friday you said you were in trouble, how was it handled?"

"Friday?" Zheng Qing blinked and didn't react for a moment.

Although Friday was only sixty or seventy hours ago, to Zheng Qing, it seemed as if several weeks had passed. Lao Yao suddenly mentioned what happened that day, which really caught people off guard.

"On Friday, you told Feihe that your eyes were uncomfortable...how are you doing now?" As he spoke, Lao Yao tapped his fingers on the lectern. Without any other movement, a few slender vines emerged from

Void reached out and nimbly took off the big sunglasses on the face of the young public-funded student.

Behind the sunglasses is a pair of red eyes.

Zheng Qing blinked again, adjusting to the slightly dazzling light outside, and realized what Lao Yao meant.


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