Hunting College - Vol 5.2 Chapter 315

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A quick and fierce rebuttal greatly consumed Zheng Qing’s physical strength. He felt as if he had participated in a full marathon, or faced the black prison battle again.

The three wizards standing opposite the young public fee student behaved differently.

Zhang Jixin scratched his head with a stunned look on his face, completely believing Zheng Qing’s explanations; Fatty Xin held his arms and sneered, not believing a single word; as for Dr. Xiao Da, as always, he adjusted his glasses and glanced at the newspaper again. .

“I’ll say a few words too.”

The short wizard grabbed the newspaper, trembled, his voice was calm, and his words were very strict: “First of all, if you have no relationship with Congressman Su as implied by the newspaper, you shouldn’t have used that attitude to refute…”

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment.

“At least you shouldn’t be so excited.” Fatty Xin mocked and said sarcastically, “You look like someone stepped on your tail. Originally, I was just suspicious… But now it feels like nine times out of ten, it really is. ”

“Also, your explanation is flawed in one way or another.”

Xiao Xiao continued to fill in his own discussion: “For example, in the first article, the newspaper said that it was ‘open contact’, and those contacts in the laboratory were naturally not public; for the second example, although the two little foxes had a relationship It’s barely reasonable, but it seems very strange that you use the good relationship between Poseidon and Li Meng to prove it.”

“This is especially questionable,” the fat wizard sang and gave a meaningful glance at the front row of the classroom: “After all, we all know who Li Meng’s cousin is.”

Zheng Qing’s blood-colored face just turned pale again.

He decided to struggle one last time.

“The distance between me and Su Shijun is farther than the distance between the fish and the moon,” Young Gongfei smiled dryly, trying his best to squeeze his dry brain: “…As we all know, fish can’t touch the moon.”

“But the fish can meet the shadow of the moon every night.” Fatty Xin was always outstanding in finding faults, and immediately put forward a retort that made Zheng Qing speechless.

Xiao Xiao also looked at the boy and added from a wizard’s point of view: “In addition, ordinary fish may not be able to touch the moon, but magic fish… such as the Kunyu that can transform into a Dapeng? It just so happens that you are not an ordinary fish. …”

“My brother’s Kunpeng hunting team has a little spirit witch, and she can summon a huge Kunpeng, which can go into the sea or go to the sky.” The red-faced wizard interjected enthusiastically.

“Isn’t your brother on the school hunting team?” Zheng Qing immediately found an excellent opportunity to change the subject.

“My eldest brother, Zhang Boren, he’s all married!”

Zhang Jixin scratched his head, spread his hands and said, “The school hunting team is my fourth brother… At the end of last semester, my eldest brother’s hunting team also participated in the battle of the Black Prison, and also took on a very important task! Don’t you remember?”

“So, Poseidon is indeed Su Shijun’s child, right.” A hazy blue light appeared on Fatty Xin’s face.

“Relatively speaking, I’m actually more curious about how there is Poseidon between you and Congressman Su.” Dr. Xiao Da took off his glasses with admiration on his face.

“No, it’s not what you think…” The young public fee student groaned in a low voice, his scalp tingling for a while, as if he had imagined a terrifying scene of being chased and killed by most of the school’s wizards.

“People can’t… At least they shouldn’t, hide such an important thing from their friends!” Fatty Xin hammered his chest, his face swayed by the blue light of the hammer, and he looked distressed.

Zheng Qingxu glanced at him.

“If I admitted it before, would you accept it calmly?” the young public student tentatively asked.

“No,” to which the fat wizard’s answer seemed honest: “I’ll feed you enough Living Hell Potion before hammering you down…instead of punching you when you’re awake, as I do now. Smashed into meat with one punch!”

Living **** decoction, also called life and death water, is a powerful sleeping pill.

“Then I should really thank you.” Zheng Qing muttered, and wanted to say something, but the soundproof barrier around it suddenly shattered, and the other students in the classroom rustled and chatted with Professor Yi’s voice in the voice of several boys. It rang clearly in my ears.

“Class begins!”

The professor of divination class tapped the bamboo whip in his hand, glanced at the corner of the back row, and said in a familiar thick nasal voice: “I heard that some students like to set up sound insulation barriers in the classroom recently, I need to remind everyone that this is my classroom. …don’t do something that doesn’t matter … go out if you don’t want to listen to the class!”

All the people in the hall were immediately awe-inspiring.

Zheng Qing also breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his spirits, and opened the “Basic Easy Learning: Second-year University” in front of him.

The professor nodded with satisfaction, but looked at Zheng Qing more, frowned slightly, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just shook his head and opened his lecture notes:

“In this class, we continue to study the Yao rhetoric of Zhouyi. Classical divination uses tortoise shells, grass, and even copper coins, chess pieces and many other ‘mediums’ to analyze Yao rhetoric and predict bad luck. This is a very extensive divination method. , Lai Zhide, a famous great fortune-teller in the Ming Dynasty, has made it clear in his writings that fortune-telling should be unified in all dimensions such as reason, qi, xiang, and number…”

On the podium, Professor Yi shook his head and talked about the content of Ji Kuanshu. On the podium of UU reading www.uukanshu.com, although Zheng Qing looked at the textbook with a solemn expression and a serious face, he could not hear a word, and his mind was full of thoughts. It was a mess of thoughts like ‘it’s over’, ‘it’s over’, ‘what should I do’, should I run away?

So that when Professor Yi beat the bamboo whip two or three times, the young public student didn’t hear it, but Dr. Xiao Da next to him quietly tugged at his clothes, which woke him up from his trance.

“what?”

Zheng Qing turned his eyes and saw Xiao Xiao’s wink, he immediately woke up, stood up hastily, glanced at the blackboard first, then immediately flipped through the textbook in front of him, screeching: “Six lines… Six lines of divination should be based on ‘ Yin and yang, movement and stillness, and the principle of restraint of life, are rounded and lively’…”

Pop, pop!

Professor Yi knocked on the table with a dark face, snorted, and said angrily: “I didn’t ask you to answer the question…I didn’t ask any questions! Someone is looking at the door!”

Zheng Qing raised his head in amazement and looked at the door of the classroom.

An unfamiliar lanky wizard was looking inward and left, and when he saw Zheng Qing, he immediately waved his hand kindly: “Zheng Qing? I’m from the Student Union Office… Please come out.”

The young public-funded student stooped and walked out the door amidst the low-pitched laughter of his classmates.

“What’s the matter?” He had a ghost in his heart, dared not leave Professor Yi’s sight, and asked quietly at the door.

“Your mailbox exploded.” The tall and thin wizard shrugged: “The student council has never encountered such a thing… so the parties need to help deal with it.”

“Go, go!” The professor on the podium waved his hand away with a look of disgust: “You shouldn’t be able to come back for the second half of the class… By the way, good luck!”