Zheng Qing would not give up a longer period of stability just because he got lucky, so he immediately reached out and grabbed the paper bag: "Hungry is not quenched by water, and Lao Yao's class consumes magic power, so he must have some hard food to fill his stomach.
"
As he said that, he put the cup of milk tea on the table, took out a few coppers from the gray cloth bag and stuffed them into Fatty Xin's pocket. This was the cost of the steamed buns, eggs and soy milk in the paper bag.
While stuffing the coins, Zheng Qing glanced at the noteboard and quills on the fat wizard's desk, and a clear look appeared on his face: "I knew you were going to take this morning's question as an opportunity to interview the legendary wizard... By the way...
, I thought you would occupy the seats in the first two rows, but I was shocked. I didn’t sleep well last night to catch up on my homework, so I pointed out that Lao Yao took a nap in class today."
"I don't know how to pay more for hard work..." Fatty Xin muttered, shaking his pocket, listening to the jingling of coins inside, and glanced at Zheng Qing angrily: "I also want to sit in the front row.
! But God knows why those witches were so crazy, they came to take seats early in the morning. By the time I arrived, these seats at the back were the only ones left in the classroom."
Unexpectedly, my casual words hit someone again.
Zheng Qing laughed dryly and picked up the parchment in front of Xin: "Are you the ones who listed the issues here, or are they the intentions of the school newspaper editorial department?"
"They are all there, they are all there."
The fat wizard grabbed the quill, scratched his chin, and while staring at the figures coming and going at the classroom door, he answered casually: "The questions I came up with, the questions given by the editorial department, and the questions I was in the classroom in the morning
I hugged my ears for a few times and listened to other people’s summary of the issues... It’s important to learn from others’ strengths. Only when ideas collide with each other can the most brilliant sparks come out.”
As expected of someone who is used to writing reports, he can come up with a beautiful sentence when he opens his mouth.
This thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind, but his eyes did not stop. He quickly scanned the strange questions listed on the parchment:
"How many wizards died in the Black Hell War? How many demons died?"
"Has the principal really found the lair of the ancestor of the demon? Has he captured the biggest demon?"
"I heard that Deep in the Starry Sky also participated in this war, is it true?"
"The powerful magic causes so much damage and covers such a wide range. How do ordinary wizards survive a legendary level battle?"
"Are registered wizards useful in such a battle? What about weaker wizards?"
"Is the Underworld still a prison for monsters? Why didn't we encounter those monsters on the trial ground? Where are they locked up?"
"It is said that Councilor Su Shijun also participated in the Battle of Black Prison. Did Duke Milton and Prince William fight on the battlefield? Where was Councilor Su's legendary husband? Did he go to the battlefield?"
…
…
The previous questions were quite normal. They were all focused on the battle in the dark prison and the gossip of those high-level wizards. But gradually, as his eyes moved downward, Zheng Qing gradually raised his eyebrows:
"...According to reliable information, the underground rat clan of the First University also participated in the war in the underworld. It is rumored that the advancement of the Rat Immortal to the legendary rank is related to this. I wonder if the school will deal with the two rats in Beta Town accordingly.
People? What’s the alliance’s attitude towards this?”
"When the Black Prison War broke out, Beta Town, located outside Alpha Castle, was once again attacked by a black tide emerging from the Silent Forest. Moreover, a large number of magical creatures that did not belong to the Silent Forest appeared in this black tide, such as the Shantak bird.
Gug giants, ghouls, demons, cold spiders, etc., ask, is there a relationship between the two? How does the school deal with this accident?"
"Before the Black Prison War broke out, it was confirmed that there had been a small-scale, high-intensity conflict at Jiuyou College near Zhong Lake. The conflict caused a partial collapse of the First University's guardian array. It is believed that some current students were deeply involved in related practices.
, asked, how does the school view this conflict? Will it deal with the relevant students? "
Seeing this, Zheng Qing couldn't help it anymore and looked up at the fat man: "Do you think our life is too happy, so you want to add some trouble to everyone?"
"What should I say?" Fatty didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem.
"here!"
The young public-funded student grabbed the piece of parchment, slapped it in front of the fat wizard's three-tiered chin, and asked in a low but fast voice: "The incident at Linzhong Lake finally didn't get dealt with by the school, why don't you still
A special stab? Do you think the 'school probation' I'm carrying is a joke?"
While speaking, he subconsciously looked around, as if he was afraid that others might overhear.
Fatty Xin glanced at the question on his finger, with a hint of confusion on his face, and shook his head: "This is your fault. Do you think closing your mouth will make it go away like this? Impossible. It's like
An explosive talisman was thrown into the water. If we don't destroy the incantation while the talisman paper goes out, when it comes to its senses, it will still blow us up and make us dizzy."
Having said this, he patted Zheng Qing's shoulder comfortingly: "Believe me, maybe you are better at flirting with girls or having sex, but when it comes to handling public opinion, I am much more professional than you!"
Although Zheng Qing felt that the wording in Fatty Xin's last sentence was a little weird, but this was not the time to get entangled. He slapped the pig's trotters off his shoulders with a somewhat anxious attitude: "You know, the shot I took that day was
It’s a last resort!”
"I know, you know, the doctor knows, the elder knows."
The fat wizard poked his chest, and then nodded around: "Then what? Oh, the monitor may also know, is there anything else? No more... Others can only see someone breaking the school's guardian law.
Formation, in full view of the public, this matter cannot be concealed, and an explanation must be given."
"so?"
"So, if the school doesn't intend to pursue you for trouble - according to my observation, since the school has allowed you to attend classes safely for a week, there is a high probability that it really doesn't intend to cause trouble for you - then we can dig out the pus.
The initiative is still on our side. Your shot, Xun Sin's positioning to participate in the Battle of Black Prison, and even the two ratmen in our store should all get a reliable explanation..."
At this moment, the little stick figure behind the door suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "The professor is here!"
The atmosphere in the classroom was suffocating, and everyone looked towards the door.
Zheng Qing took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
"It's just past eight o'clock, and there's still half an hour before class. Why is Lao Yao here so early?" He wiped the case of his pocket watch with his sleeve, his face full of suspicion.
"Wouldn't it be better to come earlier?" Fatty Xin was excited, clapped the parchment at hand, and said with enthusiasm: "I was worried that there were too many questions, and Lao Yao couldn't answer them..."
"Why haven't the doctor and the elder come yet?" Zheng Qing looked at the empty seats next to them.
Before he finished speaking, a thin figure wearing a black robe appeared at the door of the classroom. But it was not Lao Yao as everyone expected, but Professor Li Qihuang from the Potions class.