According to Zheng Qing's idea, if the hunting team only trains throughout the winter and does not participate in any hunting competition, there is no need to buy a set of dragon-skin hunting outfits for everyone. He has never known much about dressing up. From childhood to adulthood, he has almost always worn a school uniform year after year, so naturally he knows little about this "image project".

But since I entered university, my previous experience in elementary and middle schools gradually became useless.

Moreover, he obviously did not understand the relevant arrangements for the hunting competition.

"Some! Some! In a while, there are also hunting competitions." After hearing the words of his captain, Fatty Xin turned his head and leaned forward. He said with an excited and spitting in his mouth: "Every year at the end of December, around the winter solstice and before Christmas, the school still has the tradition of 'winter hunting'."

"The winter hunting area is mainly located outside the silent forest and the banks of the silent river flowing around the school. The purpose is to clear some monsters that sneak out from the depths of the forest to eat. For example, the erect beast, the erect beast, the erect owl, the erect erect, the erect owl, the erect erect, the red tongue, the water tiger, the erect erect, the erect erect, the erect erect erect (Amphisbina)....”

"If you are lucky, you can catch two frozen Jueyin birds, or take a nest of rosy rosy rosy from a tree hole." Zhang Jixin smacked his lips, with a memory-filled tone: "My brother participated in the winter hunt last year, and then brought back a nest of rosy rosy to my cousin, which made the girl very happy."

"You may encounter the Altars if you are not lucky." Xiao Xiao's voice suddenly sounded next to him, looking a little creepy: "As far as I know, there are many animals in the silent forest that are more unlucky than black crows... You will never want to participate in such an event."

Zheng Qing was quite moved when he listened to the introduction of the fat man and the elder. But then the doctor poured a basin of cold water and suddenly became much more awake. He immediately realized that he was now in a wizard university, bad luck, curse and other words that he could not care about before, and were true in this world.

Seeing that his captain was going to give up his thoughts, Fatty Xin frowned and immediately used a move to retreat.

"Of course, not all hunting teams can get quotas for 'Winter Hunting'." The fat man pinched his thick chin and paused, adding: "In principle, the school only accepts registration of formal hunting teams registered on the list... However, if an informal hunting team is 'extremely outstanding', there is a certain possibility of getting an invitation. This is why I said Yuzui has the opportunity to participate in this hunting competition."

"The first place in the freshman competition is definitely an extremely excellent condition." Zhang Jixin helped the attack very safely.

"Well, I hope so." The young public-funded student obviously lacks the vitality and vitality that a real young man should have. He shrugged indifferently and looked at the two extremely positive companions in the front row: "As long as you don't go to the forest to catch mice. Then, this "winter hunt" qualification question...or, whether we participate or not, will you two follow up."

"If you really want to participate in that winter hunt, you have to come up with a real and powerful reason to convince everyone at the plenary meeting of the hunting team - just persuading me is not enough..."

Before he finished speaking, the little man behind the door suddenly screamed: "It's time for class! It's time for class!"

"Boys, sit down quickly!"

"Shut up your beaks! The teacher is here!!"

"Everyone sit down..."

The fat man turned around and looked at the simple drawing of the villain in surprise: "Why is that guy starting to yell again... Hasn't it been quiet for a long time?" [@! *#Free reading]

No one answered his doubts.

In fact, all the young wizards sitting in the East 601 classroom obviously had such doubts. Since the professors were busy with other things and were taught by substitute teachers, teaching discipline has declined significantly - accordingly, the simple drawing of the villain, which was originally responsible for reminding before class, has not been so prominent.

In layman's terms, those simple drawings posted behind the classroom door have been "semi-unemployed" for almost half a month.

But soon, everyone's doubts were resolved.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the classroom door was pushed open from outside.

A long-lost tall figure rushed in from outside the house in a hurry, carrying a cold winter wind, making the little hearts of the young wizards in the classroom cold.

"Damn!" The fat man blinked, but didn't react for a moment, and moaned in a low voice: "What's the situation..."

"What's the situation?" The tall figure on the podium seemed to hear the fat man's muttering, raised his head, looked around with a smile, and finally fell on the fat man: "This is the situation... I heard that you have been very casual recently. Teacher Zhang, who was substitute, said that the atmosphere in the classroom was very active, and the completion rate of extracurricular homework is also very touching."

"Because we are still a school, learning is the most important task of the school. After careful discussions between the vice principal and the deans - including me - and the current situation has eased, starting this week, your previous professors will return to the classroom one after another."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will continue to teach you spell lessons from now on until the end of the semester."

"Oh, there is also the philosophy of magic."

Professor Yao held the edge of the desk with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and a large red pipe with wisps of blue smoke stuck in his pocket on his chest - a completely familiar and unfamiliar picture.

The students seemed to have not woken up from the sudden bad news, and they looked at the professor one by one. No one spoke, and no one expressed their "welcome after a long time ago."

This made Lao Yao feel so unhappy.

"Why, isn't it welcome?" Lao Yao straightened up, grabbed the pipe, stuffed it into his mouth, and sprayed a large amount of smoke.

As soon as the words were spoken, the applause was thunderous.

"Welcome, warm welcome!"

"Professor, we miss you so much!!"

"Compared with you, the substitute teacher taught too badly, and he didn't understand several knowledge points at all!"

"Professor, if you are not here, I feel that magic will not be used anymore!"

Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, and he felt that it was impossible to say when listening to the strange welcome speeches in the classroom - to be fair, how many of these welcome speeches were sincere and how many were frightened, it was difficult to quantify.

For example, Fatty Xin, who sat there and kept belittling the substitute teacher, his only purpose was to give him a reasonable explanation for his first two bad homework.

Obviously, Lao Yao also knew the fun of these little guys.

He hugged his arms, leaned against the blackboard, and looked at everyone with a smile to vent their fear/happiness. After a few minutes, he raised his arms and pressed them down.
Chapter completed!