It is known that early graduation requires 200 basic credits.

It is also known that Zheng Qing accumulated eighty basic credits in the year and a half of his studies at the First University. The extra points can be added twenty points, and the exemption can be reduced by sixteen points. In other words, if he wants to graduate early, he still needs to earn eighty-four basic credits.

Eighty-four points are equivalent to the credits of twenty-eight professional courses per semester.

The first time after calculating this score, Zheng Qing suddenly realized something very difficult - he had to find a way to teach twenty-eight classes every week, and under normal circumstances, the school only arranged ten classes for each student a week.

Monday to Friday, one in the morning, three hours; one in the afternoon, three hours.

"I have two more subjects than you, and I need to take thirty courses this semester."

Jiang Yu looked at the data he had sorted out with worry, and his fingers unconsciously knocked on the desk: "According to the practice of those seniors who chose to graduate early, add one in the evening, and add six more on Saturdays and Sundays, so he can only add eleven more courses..."

"Ten plus eleven, only twenty-one."

Zheng Qing did not need to beat his fingers to calculate it clearly. He couldn't help but breathe a little: "...I don't take a vacation seven days a week, and I can take three courses every morning, afternoon and evening to take twenty-one courses! What should I do if the remaining seven courses are left? How do other people in the school graduate early!"

Many names immediately flashed through his mind—from Dr. Duzem to Senior Colmar, to Linda Barnes, the deputy editor-in-chief of the school newspaper editorial department—especially the last Miss reporter, Zheng Qing didn't deal with her many times, but he was very sure Miss Barnes was not a hardworking student who taught seven days a week.

"Normal people who plan to graduate early will start taking more courses in their freshman year, and will not decide to graduate early in the second semester of their sophomore year, and they also require them to graduate in their sophomore year... and then concentrate all the pressure on their studies to the same semester." Jiang Yu glanced at the young public-funded student resentfully and corrected some of his misunderstandings.

Zheng Qing opened his mouth and finally found that he had no excuses.

He scratched his head apologetically, looking embarrassed.

"I didn't think about it at first... but has the situation changed... Old Yao is the dean, and he always has a way." The witch lowered her head, grabbed the quill and stroked it randomly on the paper, muttering in a low voice, but she didn't have much confidence in her voice.

"He may have a solution, but you can't pin your hopes on the special business." The MP of the Moonlight Council reminded young public-funded students: "Especially you both are more sensitive now. If you are caught by reporters of the Beta Town Post, you may have to go to Danhag and accept the judges' inquiries."

Zheng Qing dared to hold up his three fingers and swear that he had never considered any special operations of illegal wizard codes before the witch said this.

Even if the witch said that, he hadn't reacted yet.

"Isn't it just a matter of taking a few more courses? Why does it have anything to do with Dan Hag!" The witch looked confused.

Su Shijun raised his eyebrows and quietly avoided this question: "It's good that you don't think too much... In short, the 3S curse has always been one of the biggest problems of Alpha Academy. If you want to maximize the time of "learning", you must maximize the time of "socialization" and "sleeping", without exception."

The so-called 3s curse means that it is difficult for college students to take into account both study, social, and sleep, and they usually only have to choose two directions to work hard. This statement was originally only popular in Alpha College, but as the first university pays more and more attention to practical assessments, the other three colleges have gradually echoed this curse.

This is not the first time that Zheng Qing has heard of this concept.

"Ah, Senior Colma told me this 3S curse," Zheng Qing was excited about the interface, but immediately, he remembered that Colma mentioned this concept when dancing with him at the moon dance party, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He did not dare to continue to talk about this topic in front of two witches who were good at divination, and ended quickly: "If you want to maintain a balance in your life, you need to worry about the problem of 3S. According to our current situation, there is no need to consider the issue of balance and imbalance, right, hahaha."

He looked at Jiang Yu and laughed dryly.

Jiang Yu didn't laugh.

"You said, is it possible for us to attend classes with Dylan?" She hesitated and gave a seemingly reasonable solution: "Werewolf and vampire... Well, sorry, I mean, some students from the Yuexia clan would choose to attend classes in the middle of the night? We can have a class from 10 pm to 10 am the next day, so that the number of classes that can be held every day will become four times, and we can attend more every week..."

"Are you not going to sleep?" Zheng Qing interrupted the witch's calculation.

"I've calculated it, there's no big problem."

Jiang Yu calmly pushed the parchment paper under his hands to Zheng Qing: "Just the old saying, time is water in a sponge, and there will always be squeezed. According to our current class schedule, it is not difficult to sleep for six to seven hours a day... The time between noon and afternoon can be used to complete the homework after class... If you occasionally use some energy potion, you can even take time to participate in a few hunting competitions."

Zheng Qing stared at the timetable on the parchment paper that was accurate to the minutes, and only felt his scalp numb.

"Crazy... No, no." He shook his head and rejected the witch's plan: "Even if you think, you can only have at most twenty-eight classes a week... I'm enough, but what about you? You need at least thirty classes!"

“Not every class will call the name.”

The witch pointed her fingertips and pointed her parchment in another corner: "I think I can take a few courses that require more relaxation, such as hunting dance, classic hunting competition appreciation, aristocratic etiquette quick success, clothing matching, tarot card analysis, etc. I can get high scores with my eyes closed... And I have enough knowledge of Nymph, Phoenix, Astrology, Ancient Rune, Herbalism, Mysticism, Kyle Skill, Inoke Magic, Vodou Magic, etc.... These subjects may be difficult to get credit exemptions, but if I just pursue enough credits to graduate, it is not difficult to get a qualified one."

Zheng Qing stared at the witch blankly, her mouth slightly opened and closed, but she couldn't even say a word, as if the fish was about to die in the dry rut.

No, I'm crying to death.

Indeed, in a sense, it is not difficult for students from a wizard family like Jiang Yu to graduate from the first university. Registered wizards may be synonymous with elites for children of ordinary wizard families, but for the direct descendants of a large family, it is indeed a necessary quality. For them, the first university is not just a place for learning.

Bang!

The parchment pieced into a roll of it hit the witch's head lightly and heavily, waking him from his loss.

"If you have time to worry about others not having enough sleep, you might as well worry about yourself."

Su Shijun waved the parchment scroll without hiding the ridicule in his tone: "You don't need to worry about Jiang Yu's class schedule. You can also decide on the course schedule tomorrow after chatting with Lao Yao... The only thing that has not been determined at the moment is which courses you plan to take? Decide what classes you will take first before considering how to arrange the class time!"

“What courses are elective…”

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and tried to restrain his messy thoughts. After a while, he pointed to the names of the courses that had been listed and replied in a dry voice: "That's all... don't you know them all?"

Unlike Jiang Yu's "hodgepodge" style, Zheng Qing's class schedule ran all the way to "specialization". The courses he chose were related to talisman learning - from classical rituals related to talisman drawing rituals, mandala regulation, rituals, and recent ancient arts; to talisman secret texts related to talisman drawing techniques, methods of revision, basic format of seals, imperial decrees, encouraging gods and impeachment ghosts, and nine chapters of law; to different talisman classifications, such as Yin talisman learning, ink talisman learning, alchemy learning, three mountain talismans (talisman drawing and seal), spiritual treasure scriptures and cloud talismans, spiritual talismans and treasure talismans, talisman learning - a total of seventeen professional courses worth three credits, almost swept away the advanced courses related to talismans.

"But that's not enough," Su Shijun frowned and pointed a few numbers on the parchment: "You need twenty-eight three-credit courses, and now you only find seventeen..."

Zheng Qing finally found a sense of superiority in IQ.

"I have ten courses next semester." He whispered quietly, but clearly reminded the big fox: "The ten courses that are normally arranged... are curse studies, potions, divination studies... and ten more..."

Jiang Yu had his eyelids hanging down, as if he was carefully analyzing what conflicts and adjustable parts of the time on his class schedule.

Su Shijun's frown slowly unfolded.

"Oh, that's how I almost forgot." She nodded slightly and reminded naturally: "Then there is still one shortage. Have you decided what to choose?"

"Second-level battle formation theory or magic cosmology? It should feel good." Zheng Qing thought of the summoning spell attached to his Merlin gold medal, and felt that it was necessary to strengthen the magic knowledge related to it.

"Yeah, indeed."

The witch looked calm, as if she had forgotten the little embarrassment a few seconds ago: "You can also consider courses related to transformation, hunting team training, and talisman production theory, which should not be difficult for you... Huh? I saw a grass sperm coming in from outside the fence. Go and help drive it out!"

Before he finished speaking, the wide window of the study opened with a whistle. Four big furry tails poked out from behind the witch, turned into a huge "claw", fell from the ceiling, carrying the confused male witch and threw him out of the window.

Bang!

The windows were closed immediately.
Chapter completed!